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169: The mighty dragon

Feng Zhilou sat in the desert in anger, wiped his nose hard, pursed his lips aggrievedly, and his eyes turned red. If he had known that he was so ruthless, he should have pulled him into a deep puddle under the death cliff.

If you die, even if you don't drown him, you will let the vultures pick up his body and rot.

She lowered her head and let the wind in the desert blow on her cheeks. Waves of sand and soil poured up, burying her knees. It seemed that there would be more white bones in the desert.

It was so vast that she could not see anything clearly.

Just as Zhilou was sitting silently, there was a slight itch on her back. She scratched her fingers, and then there was a slight itch. It seemed that something was rubbing her back. Zhilou was shocked.

I quickly turned my head and found that behind me was a dragon whisker emitting a faint golden light.

How could there be dragon beards?

"Chu Moshang?" Feng Zhilou looked up happily and found that the dragon whiskers were poking out of the sky. Although he had not seen the shadow of the dragon, he also knew that he was in the sky.

It turned out that he hadn't left, watching her in the air.

Feng Zhilou stood up, widened his eyes and looked carefully in the clouds.

"Hey, are you on it? Don't hide it, actually... I've seen you, I've seen you." Feng Zhilou shouted loudly, in fact, except for a dragon exploring from the clouds.

Beside her beard, she couldn't see anything and didn't know where Chu Moshang was.

The clouds in the sky rolled up after Zhilou shouted, and then the clouds scattered to both sides. The golden dragon head was exposed, and the handsome longan eyes looked at Fengzhilou very clearly.

"What did you say just now?" Chu Moshang approached Zhilou and asked.

What I said just now is naturally some angry words, so how could there be good things?

"No, nothing, I didn't say anything." Feng Zhilou closed her mouth and stood on her back. The panic in her heart also disappeared. With him, she felt much more at ease.

"Since I didn't say anything, I don't have to stay. You turn around and walk back is the direction of Wu Jing. Let's continue walking." After saying that, he took away the dragon beard and did not go to Yunzhong.

It seems to be leaving.

Seeing the rolling clouds and mist were about to close, Feng Zhilou was so anxious that she stomped her feet. She didn't care about anything. She jumped up with a little sand on her feet and hugged the dragon beard.

"Hey, hey, wait!"

"Do you have something to do?" Chu Moshang asked her unhappily.

“Yes, something is wrong.”

Feng Zhilou said stutteringly, then his face turned red and admitted his recklessness.

"What I just said was an angry thing. I can't get out of this desert by myself."

"Do you want me to take you back?" Chu Moshang's dragon eyes actually showed a look of pride. To put it, he has always been very plain and calm, and he rarely has such a secular expression of a mortal.

Zhilou was stunned for a moment, and he returned from the clouds and circled around Zhilou for a long time. The dragon head stayed in front of Zhilou like a mountain, and she was like a grass at the foot of the mountain.

The seedlings were blown to the point of being swayed by the dust wind blowing from him.

"I can't come up."

This time, Chu Moshang did not ask Zhilou to go to the holy land, but asked her to climb onto his head. He had already learned about this stubborn Miss Fengqi. If he wanted to let her go to the holy land, he had to think about it.

Something else is there.

Zhilou happily pulled the dragon beard and climbed up, sat on his nose, staring at his deep longans without blinking, these eyes were like two huge mirrors, reflecting her shadow,

Unpredictable.

"It's very late, aren't you sleepy?" he asked in a low voice.

"Sleepy." Feng Zhilou said.

"If you sleepy, go to bed. When you wake up, you will arrive in Wujing." His eyes were very gentle, so soft that it seemed that water could flow out immediately. Zhilou nodded.

The Dragon God raised his head and suddenly soared. She hugged the dragon beard and felt her body quickly leaving the desert and sinking into the clouds.

This time he flew very slowly and steadily. She seemed to be really sleepy. She lay in front of him, hugged her nose, and fell asleep tiredly.

Feng Zhilou slept very soundly and comfortably this time, and her whole body was warm without any coldness. When she woke up, she saw the curtain blocked in front of the bed. Was she back?

"Chu Moshang..."

Zhilou's heart was shocked, and she immediately turned over and opened the curtain of the bed. The sun shone in from outside. It was already dawn, and there was no shadow of Chu Moshang in the room. After he sent her back, he left again.

.

He is a dragon, how could he always be by her side? Zhilou felt a little sad in his heart, knowing that the fate between him and her was thin, and the days to get together in the future will be less and less.

"Master, it's time to get up. Hunbao brings you shoes."

Hunbao stood on the bed, holding Zhilou's shoes in his hand, and staring at her with big eyes.

"Well."

Feng Zhilou then put on the shoes in Hunbao's hand, walked to the mirror, and found that she had changed her clothes, wearing a goose yellow silk shirt, a golden ribbon tied around her waist, and a beautiful one fell on the ribbon.

The bow and the bow are so delicately tied, it seems that it takes a lot of thought. There are no traces of yellow sand on her face and body, and it is very clean, as if it has been cleaned.

How he did it, he did not bother her, but made her spotless.

Feng Zhilou felt a fever on his face.

"I last night..." Zhilou looked back at Hunbao. Did it see who sent her back?

"The master slept very soundly, and Hunbao slept soundly, and it was dawn."

Hunbao grinned and raised his eyes. Feng Zhilou couldn't help but stroke its head. Hunbao fell asleep very heavily. Even if someone carried it away, it didn't know. Naturally, it didn't have anything.

I saw it, and I didn’t even know that the owner had left this room last night.

Since he had left, it was useless to think about it. Zhilou sighed and began to wash and dress up, preparing for today's competition.

Just as Feng Zhilou was combing his hair, he heard the shouts of soldiers coming from outside.

"Princess Li Luo brings delicious food to all the participating warriors."

Princess Li Luo is here again? She even distributed delicious food. She has a lot of leisure. I wonder what the hell is going to do this time? It’s said that Princess Li Luo and Chu Moshang are really that bad in addition to their appearance.

It's a perfect match, this woman is a bit scheming.

When Hunbao heard that there was delicious food, he opened his mouth and rushed towards the door. When he rushed to the door, he was already invisible and disappeared.

Feng Zhilou quickly walked out of the room and found that all the warriors had come out of the room. They bent down respectfully and lowered their eyes, thanking the princess for their gifts. Of course, most people covet the princess's beauty, after all, this

Princess Li Luo is the number one beauty in Wujing.


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