"Little Lord Shenlong, don't be impulsive. If you throw us off, we will be killed by the death of the slaughter." Xiaoshan's heart tightened suddenly and said in fear.
"I have nothing to do with Xiaolong when you fell to death, so I can only blame you for being too unlucky." Xiao Shenlong replied indifferently. The arc drawn on the dragon's back suddenly widened a little, and he almost threw the hill.
After leaving, Xiaoshan quickly reached out and grabbed Chu Xiaohui's sleeves so that he would not be thrown away.
"Small, you're ruthless."
Xiaoshan gritted his teeth a few times and said with anger. With his level seven sword sect cultivation, how could he be killed? It’s just that he secretly sweated coldly, the pursuers who might catch up behind him might have caught up.
"Just know, don't curse in your heart, just vent it." What makes people speechless is that Xiaolong seemed to have seen through Xiaoshan's thoughts and actually took the lead in provoking.
"This is the legendary dragon."
At this time, Fang Rou, who had a complicated thought, was also frightened by the very humanized Lei Yu of the little dragon. She looked like the world was getting worse and worse, and Long Xin shook her head and sighed. Before, after learning about the identity of the little dragon, she was really
The other party's terrifying origin was shocked. Now, seeing that the other party was even more turbulent than a hooligan, I felt even more surprised.
"Puchi,"
Seeing this, Shui Niang couldn't help but feel a little smile, revealing a faint charming smile. Even Chu Xiaohui, who had a cold face, had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Please, don't you deserve such a beating?"
Xiaoshan's face twitched a few times, and his face said with a very ugly expression.
"Why, do you want to rebel? Have you forgotten how you begged me when you were outside the city?" The little Shenlong snorted coldly, his body suddenly jumped up, and immediately shocked Xiaoshan again.
A cold sweat.
"Okay, brother, you're up and down like this, causing me a lot of pain. I'll accept you, it's OK."
Xiaoshan dared not provoke the little dragon again. If he accidentally throws him out of the dragon's back, he will be miserable. With his cultivation level, he will never be able to catch up with the terrifying speed of the dragon, and he said with a pale face.
,,,,,,,
"Are you okay? Do you want me to let the little dragon send you back?" Seeing Fang Rou looking worried, Chu Xiaohui felt quite complicated and said a little embarrassedly.
He doesn't know how to call the other person now. If he just calls his name, it seems inhumane, and his wife, it will be a betrayal of Yuanbing. He doesn't know Fang Rou's feelings towards him, but what is really true in his heart
He can't tolerate other women anymore, even though the other party is better than Yuanbing.
"It's nothing, Xiang, Xiaohui, don't worry about me."
Fang Rou hesitated for a moment and said Youyou. How much she wanted to say the name of her husband in her heart. However, she, who is a strong person by nature and respect for Chu Xiaohui in her heart, made her miss this and might be the only chance.
.
"Miss Fang, Xiaohui is destined to let you down. If there was no little dragon, you might have got my people, but my heart cannot, because my heart has been filled with one person. In this life,
In this life, I cannot let her down. This is my vow to her. If the person you love deeply confessed to you like this, you wouldn't want to see him change his mind."
Chu Xiaohui's deep gaze first looked up at the clouds passing by, then turned slightly, staring at the other person, and said word by word, there was a bit of apology in his words.
Indomitable execution of the oath.
"Well, if that's true, I wouldn't want others to take him away from me. It's just that he can't. The person I love deeply in this life will never promise me this sentence."
Fang Rou's delicate body trembled suddenly, her mind was beating like a spring. Her originally rapid expression became very miserable in a flash. She took a deep breath and said with a resentful look.
"Yes, why do you have to be futile for such a person?"
Suddenly, Fang Rou's bright big eyes were a little wet, red, which made people feel heartbroken, but Chu Xiaohui could only harden his heart and said indifferently.
"Miss Fang, don't blame the boss anymore. Even I don't know what his head is thinking. In human society, that man doesn't like to hug him, but he is afraid that there are too many. I just listen to this
There are several things the guy said, and this guy wants to replace Xiaohui in his heart."
Shui Niang stretched out her hand and immediately, her fingers locked Xiaoshan's left ear like pliers, pulled the other party over, and said with a look of regret.
"Don't compare that kind of person to him, because they are not worthy."
Fang Rou looked at Xiaoshan with a unique meaning, and a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes, which made Xiaoshan's bitter smile increase a little. When did he have such an idea? Just cover the balls when he thought about it.
A faint pain.
"That's right. Maybe the one you can't get is the most beautiful. If the boss is really fed up with the old and old, then you will still be so obsessed?" Shui Niang asked back with a smile on her face.
"I understand, Xiaohui, can I hug you?"
Fang Rou struggled in her heart, and finally convinced herself to choose to give up this impossible love. She took a deep breath and said to Chu Xiaohui with her expression. Chu Xiaohui nodded silently.
"Thank you, I will remember this moment forever."
After a long time, Fang Rou came out of his arms reluctantly and stared at him deeply and said.
"No, we're in an ambush."
At this moment, the little dragon shouted lightly, his body shook suddenly, and Chu Xiaohui and others flew up, "Swish," a burst of extremely strong light burst out around him, instantly,
They have become birds in cages.
【Today, the Jiji writing software used by Fengfeng suddenly collapsed. The manuscript of the new book, Nine Steps of Killing Gods, was gone. I felt helpless and heartbroken. You know, they spent a lot of money on Fengfeng.
The accumulated effort, especially the Nine Steps God-killing Art, is more than 100,000 drafts. It was Fengfeng used to forcefully update the Proud God while trying hard to squeeze out a little time and save the manuscript little by little, and it took a day to do it.
Time cannot be retrieved, and it can only be rewritten.]