Three screams came out from the split two-story building.
The body of the cheap dragon, pure white, and Feng Ling was just blown away, flying in all directions.
Fortunately, Pure White has wings, Jianlong and Fengling have extremely high cultivation levels, and all three of them can fly.
"What's going on?!"
"You bastard, someone actually dares to disturb your Grandpa Dragon Emperor's drinking!"
"Enemy attack! It's an enemy attack!"
Pure White, Jian Long, and Feng Ling all let out angry screams. This was originally the first dinner for the three of them to get along well, but they unexpectedly encountered this situation.
The three guys were really noisy, yelling and screaming in Lingluo's yard.
Ling Luo was so noisy that she could do nothing, so she had to walk out of the door and yelled outside: "Why are you making such a fuss and letting people practice in an unpleasant way?"
"Ey-"
Pure White blinked her big wet crimson eyes, put her two small white paws on her chest, and poked at them.
"Master, I'm sorry..."
Jianlong trembled, and the hair on his back exploded, then quickly smoothed it out. He sighed and complained: "It turns out it's Xiaoluo, and you didn't even say hello in advance. It really scared the dragon to death."
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Feng Ling looked serious, looked at Ling Luo with awe, and exclaimed: "She is truly worthy of being a queen!"
"..."
Ling Luo was speechless.
These three guys are really everywhere.
After Pure White, Jianlong and Feng Ling understood the situation, they jumped outside the wall of Lingluo's house with the wine jar, guarded the door, and continued to eat and drink.
After Ling Luo returned to the room, she saw Xuanyuan Yu holding the minibus with one hand and looking at her intently with a lazy smile on his face.
"It's not bad. I'm making rapid progress."
After receiving Yu's affirmation, Ling Luo suddenly became excited again. She sat down next to Yu and said with a slight smile: "Let's continue."
Xuanyuan Yu nodded, an extremely bright color flashed across his black hole-like eyes, and said: "With your current cultivation progress, the Dance of the Silver Moon will be ready soon."
"Taking shape?" Ling Luo asked in confusion, "What I just sent out was already a full moon. Doesn't it count as taking shape?"
"Of course not." Xuanyuan Yu denied without hesitation, his eyes drifted out the window, locked on the real bright moon above the endless sky, and said, "Do you know how big the real moon is?"
Ling Luo's eyes suddenly widened, and he said in surprise: "The Silver Moon Dancer of your Xuanyuan family can't really practice to the scale of the bright moon in the sky, right?"
Xuanyuan Yu raised his eyebrows, with an evil curve on his lips, and said, "Why not?"
Ling Luo took a deep breath, feeling shocked inside.
As expected, he is worthy of being of the bloodline of Emperor Jin Yuan, even the bone patterns passed down from ancient times are so amazing.
She could not imagine how terrifying the damage would be if a powerful attack like Silver Moon Dance could reach the scale of the bright moon in the sky!
Probably the entire Tianyuan Continent will be destroyed!
"So, Luo'er, your cultivation path is still very long." Xuanyuan Yu narrowed his eyes, raised a meaningful arc at the corner of his lips, and said, "Of course, I am the same as your husband."
Just when Ling Luo was extremely shocked, she suddenly felt an extremely domineering aura pouring into the Dantian under her lower abdomen.