"Jiu'er, even if you have been in pain once, even if you are reincarnated, you still can't forget Qingcheng, right? Otherwise, when Qingcheng hugged Teng She and left that day, why would you be so heartbroken? I could feel it, you

It’s heartbreaking, so intense.”

Jiao Lang hesitated for a long time and finally spoke.

"Brother Jiao Lang, I'm tired." Long Jiu'er turned around and looked at Jiao Lang. A few strands of wind blew past her beautiful hair, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was about to shed tears.

She didn't know why, she didn't know why, she was obviously not his Long Jiu'er, but her heart hurt so much, and the dragon scales on her shoulders that were scratched off by Soaring Snake were still bleeding after a month.

, it looks like it won’t get better.

"Okay, then Brother Jiaolang will take you home." The West Sea God Jiao picked up Long Jiu'er from the waves. She has become very thin recently and her body is getting lighter.

He was also curious as to why the place on her shoulder scratched by Soaring Snake kept bleeding. Even though she used many kinds of spells, the bleeding could not be stopped.

He flew to the shore on the waves, but saw a figure standing with hands behind his back. He knew that it was Qingcheng. At this moment, he couldn't avoid it even if he wanted to, so he simply hugged Long Jiuer and came behind him.

"Long Jiu, do you really want to leave me?" Qingcheng turned around, an icy blue halo enveloped her body, and her eyes were filled with a strong look of ruthlessness.

"It doesn't make any sense for Jiu'er to stay in the East China Sea, right? His Majesty the Dragon King doesn't love me, so why bother keeping me? You want to find a woman to go to bed with you, and the East China Sea is full of beautiful water monsters."

Long Jiuer put his hands around Jiao Lang's neck, rested his head on Jiao Lang's broad chest, and looked at Qing Cheng's ever-changing face with mist in his eyes.

"I don't love you, but you love me, don't you? Look, you are crying." Qingcheng said frivolously, pinching her chin and letting her eyes fall on his face.

At that moment, Long Jiuer suddenly thought of Cang Long who raped her. She closed her eyes and said softly: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty the Dragon King, I like Cang Long, not you."

Qingcheng's hand trembled slightly, she opened her chin, and sneered contemptuously: "Humph, it doesn't matter who you like. You can only stay honestly in this king's East China Sea Dragon Palace."

"What do you mean by that?" Long Jiuer deliberately rubbed his head into Jiao Lang's arms, ignoring the teasing look on Qingcheng's face.

"Because the noble Ninth Princess of the West Sea, you are in trouble. Do you remember the fisherman who died in the waves last time? He was unwilling to reincarnate and complained to the Emperor of Heaven about your father." Qingcheng took two steps forward.

, looking at the leaden gray clouds on the horizon.

"Although his life span has expired, he could have died in the warm big bed at home, but he died in the West Sea because of your father's random donation of waves." Qingcheng paused and looked at the shocked look on Long Jiuer's face.

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"Now, this case has been handed over to the judicial god Liancheng. If you want your father to survive, then obediently climb into my bed. Maybe I will ask Liancheng to let your father go." Qingcheng turned around gracefully,

The pale blue robe made a beautiful arc, and then transformed into a dragon, swooping down and diving into the deep water of the East China Sea.

"Tonight, I will go to Liuli Palace to find you. At that time, I hope that Ninth Princess you will wear less clothes. Of course, you don't have to wear any clothes." Qingcheng's indifferent voice came out from the cold water.

Long Jiu'er slowly opened Jiao Lang's hand holding her, stood up and walked step by step into the cold and biting sea water. She did not transform back into Yu Long. She looked like a mortal woman jumping into the sea.

"Jiu'er..." Jiao Lang called her name from behind her. His voice was full of despair. He was just Jiao, he could do nothing and could not do anything.

"I only have this broken body that I can give to him..." Long Jiuer continued to walk towards the deep sea. Yes, my father must be saved, and she only has one body that can be given to Qingcheng...

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Chapter completed!