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Dragon Race 7

Hearing the dull sound, he leaned back slightly with satisfaction, took the most elegant and comfortable position, and leaned lazily.

Such a seductive look made Nan Li stick out his tongue in his heart. It was indeed a monster. Any move was so noble and captivating.

After hearing Mo Huang say this, the old Dragon King stood up excitedly, feeling a little helpless, "I am really grateful to Mo Huang and Miss Nan. This great kindness, I am really..."

Originally, he wanted to let them go and see in the treasure house, and if they like anything, just take it.

But after thinking about it, who is Mohuang? Naturally, there will be no missing strange treasures in the Demon Palace. How could he like the treasures of this little Dragon Palace?

"You don't have to be polite. Ben Huang reorganized the dragon clan for you, so naturally he was not doing anything for nothing." Lian Chengjue said lightly, his phoenix eyes narrowed and brightly shining inside.

The old Dragon King was stunned. He was confused. He really didn't know that there was something in the Dragon Palace that Mohuang could catch his eye.

"What does Mohuang like? I will order someone to take it!" the old dragon king said flatteringly.

"No rush to do this. When the matter is done, I will naturally tell you!" Lian Chengjue couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth and drew a farewell arc.

"This... OK!" The old Dragon King was speechless for a moment. He had already begun to wonder what Mohuang was interested in in the Dragon Palace.

Suddenly something appeared in my mind, my face was slightly pale. Could it be that I fell in love with that?

No, no, that thing is related to the rise and fall of the dragon clan, and it will definitely not work.

But he had agreed just now. If he refused now, it would definitely annoy Mohuang. If he was unhappy, wouldn't the dragon clan suffer a catastrophe?

The old dragon king suddenly felt like he was on a pirate ship and was allowed to play with it. Moreover, the other party was the magic of the demon world, the shame-powerful character.

It turns out that he has lived for more than 100,000 years. He is simply an old fox. His thinking is not comparable to that of an old guy like him.

The old dragon king sighed in his heart and prayed secretly, hoping that Mohuang would like something else.

"I'm a little tired, you go back!" Mo Huang stood up, stretched his waist, as if he was at home, walked towards the imperial concubine's lounge chair beside him, fell down, lying on his side, and supported his head with one hand.

"Yes, yes, then Mo Huang and Miss Nan have a rest first, so I won't disturb you. If there is anything, I will tell you and I will come immediately." The old dragon king smiled and committed suicide.

To be honest, he is happy now. After all, being able to let Mohuang come forward to solve the problem personally will definitely achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Moreover, this is a blessing that cannot be obtained even if you ask for, and now I have encountered it.

As soon as the old dragon king left, Nan Liyou walked to the recliner, looked at the demonic man, and curled his lips, "You are not polite, you are almost treating it as your own."

Lian Chengjue curled the corners of his lips, pulled Nan Liyou into his arms, wrapped him in his robe, closed his eyes, and said with a happy look: "Little thing, what do you know? Benhuang can take the initiative in person

In his opinion, the old Dragon King settled these trivial matters, that was the matter of the ancestors burning high incense."

"In this way, the Dragon King wishes you were so casual?" Nan Liyou's mouth twitched slightly.

"That's natural!" Lian Cheng Juepi smiled, buried his head on her neck, and took a deep breath.


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