Sang Luo was shocked for a while before he realized what he was doing. He looked at Chu Yanshu and asked in confusion,
"My uncle Chuxue is a dragon?"
Her uncle is not a human being!!!
Chu Yanshu raised his eyelids, but he was not shocked.
"Um."
Sang Luo looked at his expression and realized later,
"You already knew?"
Chu Yanshu nodded,
"I knew it in my previous life."
Sang is angry,
"Then why didn't you tell me?!"
Chu Yanshu was silent for a moment,
"You didn't ask me either?"
Sang Luo: "."
The two of them stared at each other for a while, and Sang Luo was so angry that he wanted to hit him.
Chu Yanshu didn't hide, and let Sangluo hit him several times, and then couldn't help but cough.
She works really hard!
I really don’t feel sorry for him!
Sang Luo let out his anger, then directly pulled Chu Yanshu and flew towards the direction where Murong Chuxue was flying with his sword.
Chu Yanshu was grabbed by Sang Luo, and he simply let go. He leaned lazily on Sang Luo and followed her forward.
The breeze whistled past the ears, but the two of them were protected by the spiritual energy shield, so they did not feel uncomfortable. On the contrary, because their bodies were so close, the fragrance of the girl's hair lingered on the tip of his nose, making Chu Yanshu feel quite comfortable.
I want this journey to be longer.
The two of them walked for about half a quarter of an hour and landed on a snowy mountain. Sang Luo was surprised to find that this was Liudao Mountain.
And the Liudao Mountain was full of scorch marks from the lightning strikes.
Changli Sword Master stood there, looking at the golden light scattered in the sky, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Shang Shixu was a thin figure, standing in the snow, with a few bloodstains on his body. The golden light shone on the side of his face, stretching the shadow behind him very long, making him look particularly desolate.
Sang Luo ran towards Shang Shixu, with a worried look in his eyes.
"Big brother."
First he saw his master, and now Master Chuxue is gone again, he must feel uncomfortable.
Shang Shixu turned around, glanced at Sang Luo, raised his hand and touched her head, with a smile on his face.
"I'm fine."
Sang Luo looked at Shang Shixu's expression and was silent for a moment, then said,
"Senior Brother, you can cry if you want to. Laughing will be uglier than crying."
After hearing this, Shang Shixu raised his hand and hit her on the forehead and said,
"You deserve a beating, don't you?"
Sang Luo hid behind him and quickly begged for mercy.
"Big brother, I was wrong."
Shang Shixu stared at Sang Luo for a long time, making her feel a little hairy.
Just before Sang Luo spoke, he suddenly lowered his eyes and chuckled, his voice was very low.
"Actually, I'm quite happy to meet you."
His words made Sang Luo's heart skip a beat.
"Elder brother..."
Shang Shixu raised his hand and touched her head, and then Yu Jian left.
Sang Luo was about to catch up, but Su Changluo behind him grabbed him by the collar and carried him back.
"Don't disturb him, let him be alone for a while."
Hearing this familiar voice, Sang Luo turned around with surprise on his face,
"Uncle Changluo? Have you escaped from the demon clan?"
Su Changluo rolled his eyes at her and said angrily,
"What do you mean by escaping? How can a mere demon clan trap me?"
Sang Luo blinked his eyes as he listened.
"Then why did you stay in the Demon Clan for so long and not come back? Are you happy to find your old lover in the Demon Clan?"
As soon as she said these words, Su Changluo's head was filled with anger. He raised his hand and grabbed the side of her face and pinched her.
"You little girl, why are you talking to your uncle?"
Sang Luo was pulled by him so hard that he bared his teeth and howled loudly.
"I was just joking. When did you become so incapable of joking...Ouch, it hurts!!! Master, save me!"