17 go to the city to meet the Dragon King

The demon Lord really didn't want to kill them. It was just that the gentle and non-aggressive spiritual power hit Fu Sheng and was melted away.

When Fusheng saw that he was safe and sound when he attacked, he was puzzled. The demon stood in front of him and said:

"Yes, I don't mean to kill you for the time being. I just want to see how you will react before life and death comes."

Fu Sheng and Xiao Wei, who was standing below, breathed a fierce sigh of relief. Without such a test, they were not killed by him but were almost scared to death by him. Fortunately, there is no danger.

"Is that the devil enough of the play? Can you give me the kiwi fruit?"

"This kiwi fruit is reserved for lovers, and you deserve it." After saying that, the demon master no longer stopped with the rhinoceros canal and went away from the floating clouds. When he left their sight, the rhinoceros canal flattered him and said in front of his master, "That floating life is nothing more than that." It's so funny that it doesn't have the pride of the ancient fierce beast at all, just like a pug.

"What do you know? If the floating life had not dissipated ten thousand years of cultivation, you would have died in his hands and still use me to save him. When the owner heard that he said so, he closed his mouth obediently. In his heart, he was more glad that it was not the floating life of those years who had been with him.

Floating life took the kiwi fruit and took the auspicious cloud back to Xiaowei. I'm back." Face her with a smile.

Xiaowei actually jumped into his arms and wet his clothes with tears. This man smiled at her for this broken fruit regardless of life and death. How could she not be moved, sad or sad?

Lord Fusheng put the kiwi fruit in front of Xiaowei and said softly, "Do you like it?"

"I like it." Xiaowei had tears in his eyes, but he was stubborn and did not let tears flow out. But they are not as touching as you risked your life for me. She really wanted to say this sentence, but she swallowed it back. Now that she has made a decision, she has to learn to be cold-blooded first. Thinking of this, her heart was painful again, and the emotion on her face disappeared. All that was left was plain and cold.

Xiaowei has fruit in his mouth, and the sweet taste comes out of his mouth, but no matter how sweet he is, it is bitter. Fusheng was very gratified to see her eating the fruit. As long as she could slowly get better, he would do everything for her, including his life.

"Okay, let's go. You can see the ancient Dragon King when you go in here. Fusheng is also very eager, and Mo Zun is in urgent need of becoming stronger. He doesn't want to protect the world. He just wants to protect his lover. His world is so small that he can only accommodate one person. His world is also very big, so big that he has the whole world with her.

"How's your injury?" Xiaowei's worry slowly emerged.

"It doesn't matter. What can't I do with this minor injury!" Only he knew that he was seriously injured, and even the vibration of breathing involved the wound with pain, but he had been patient and didn't want to worry about one more person for him. If he said it, he couldn't solve anything, which would actually make Xiaowei worse now.

Fu Sheng held Xiao Wei's hand tightly and comforted him:

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Hmm." Xiaowei wanted to blame him for the person who had just abandoned her and wanted to be the sacrifice, but he still couldn't say anything. At that time, she was not so selfish and just wanted to save the other party and let the other party survive. Maybe the person who survived needed more courage and more courage. She couldn't do it. Those who go first will have less memories and heartbreak.

"Have you ever been able to get the blood of the Dragon King without using force?" Pang Lang recalled the thrilling fight and asked with lingering heart.

"Etiquettes first and then soldiers." Lord Fusheng only said these few words. Xiao Wei looked at the floating back sadly and thought, "Everything is on your shoulder alone. Although the blessings are shared, it is difficult to share them. But I can enjoy it alone, but it's hard for you to resist. How much do you want me to owe you?

"What's the matter, Xiaowei?" Fusheng looked at why Xiaowei didn't keep up and remained still. Then he turned his head and asked with concern.

"Nothing?" Xiao Wei followed up, and Fu Sheng was going to hold her hand, but she raised her hand and cleverly staggered it. Xiaowei went to hold the colorful finch, and the colorful finch was stunned. Then Xiaowei took her away. This time, the adult was stunned. The hand still kept the movement just now, but there was no familiar temperature to respond to it.

Qin Feng, who walked at the end, was overjoyed when he saw Xiao Wei like this. He also accelerated his pace and followed, leaving only one adult. The golden sunset shone on his angular face, the eyes of the stars also dimmed, and the sun silhouetted his lonely outline.

The place in the city has restored human civilization, and there are no monster-like creatures here. The streets are full of human shapes, and there is a feeling of returning to the human world. In fact, those so-called people are also turned into mythical beasts, and the higher the level, the more harmless they are. They found an inn to stay, and they were not in a hurry to see the Dragon King immediately to inquire about the situation.

"Sister? What's wrong with you these days? The sparrow in the guest room asked.

"Nothing?" Xiaowei fiddled with a small wild flower in his hand and said indifferently.

"Nothing? Did you quarrel with the adults? Don't you have a good relationship? Why do you always neglect him?"

"Do I have it? I didn't snold him, and we didn't quarrel. Xiaowei still casually said that she didn't seem to be talking about her.

"Sister, you have changed. You have changed since Qin Feng came. You forgot what happened to you, Wang Ying. Why are you still obsessed?

"Don't worry about me. Brother Wang is a person who I have loved for thousands of years. It's impossible to let go." Xiaowei saw the door and said that she seemed to know that he was outside the door.

There is a feeling on the table, which is called heartache. A drop of water slowly slipped down, which was so sad. How can you make me feel sorry for him like this. He left silently. There are still arguments in the room, but he turned a blind eye to everything. He is indifferent. Who will fill the empty heart?

A melodious sound of flute came, and the listener was sad. The only person in the room was angered by her. The two lines of silent tears on the beautiful face are unimpeded, so let her indulge in letting the grievances in her heart vent. She will play the role of ruthless tomorrow.

A ray of sunlight shone down in the morning, and the strong light on her face stung her eyes. She quickly covered it with her hands. The next second, she put down her hand and let the sun sting, which was too small compared with the wound in her heart.

After the last dewdrop on the flowers and leaves evaporated in the sun, they set off. This time, Lord Fusheng didn't look at Xiaowei, let alone hold her hand. The empty-handed loneliness made her not know where to put her hand. The colored sparrow also pulled Pang Lang and ignored Xiao Wei, and Xiao Wei felt sad. The squeal is even more behind them.

Qin Feng walked to Xiaowei's side and lowered his voice. Only the two of them could hear it: "I understand how you feel now, but you should also stick to it. I will always be with you." Xiaowei's face is expressionless. How can this kind of encouragement sound so harsh?

In the eyes of others, their relationship is extraordinary, such an intimate conversation, but only Xiaowei knows that this is just a play. The actor is ruthless and affectionate, and the viewer is affectionate and cold. Love but hurt each other.

A group of people came to the Dragon Hall. The hall was magnificent, and the gold-inlaid pillars and gems were bright. The palace of any world was not as rich as the Dragon Hall. It's not luxurious, it's not luxurious, it's full of gold, and the dragon clan is worthy of it. Not long after, a group of civil and military officials and maids came to welcome the floating adults and others, led by a white-haired old man with a bright smile. Except for the old man, the people behind him knelt down and said, "Worship to the Lord God." Fusheng just looks at such worship coldly, and there is no form of faith worship, which is just a play.

"Lord Fusheng, how can there be the realm of my king?" That's as close as an old friend getting together.

"I haven't seen the old dragon king for a long time. How is he?" Although Lord Fusheng is annoyed with this kind of occasion, he still has no choice but to. There are too many people in the world who can really jump out and live freely?

"Not bad, it's good for the blessing of Nuwa. All right, let's not stand and talk. Come with me to pick up the wind and dust for you. Although God is not in the world, it is also very vulgar.

At the end of a boring meal, the old dragon king drank too much, but it seems that he is really drunk. It is unknown whether he is doing a play or not. He was helped back by several maids of honor.

The old dragon king knew that floating was born for a purpose. That day, the floating adult fought against the rhinoceros canal. How could he not know such a big movement? Originally, he wanted to go out to help Fusheng, but later the demon appeared again and he weighed whether it was a mountain. What is a current affairs person? He has performed incisively and vividly.

"My king, what do you think Lord Fusheng and his party come here for?" The concubine who served the old dragon king said. A pair of enchanting eyes, the smiley cherry mouth is even more charming than the goblin.

"I don't know either. But they must not be good this time. The old dragon king only guessed half right. He didn't expect them to come for his blood.

The next day, the old Dragon King and her beloved concubine accompanied the floating adults to visit the Dragon Palace. Let's go and talk about some irrelevant things. No one is on the topic. They are all waiting for each other to speak first, and whoever says first will be passive. How can an adult not know the scheming of this old loach? The more he knows, the less he will show it. He has the patience to wait for him to speak first.

The old dragon king chatted for a long time, but he didn't say anything about his purpose. He was anxious. The appearance of the demon lord meant that a new round of war between gods and demons was about to begin. At this time, the floating life in his world for too long made the demon world misunderstand that he had the intention to please the divine world. In fact, if he wants to be neutral, no one will offend him to be a good man. So he winked at the concubine beside him, and the concubine who could observe the words and eyes immediately understood. She got up and moved gently to the floating man, elegantly serving him with a cup of tea with his hands.

"My lord, how about tasting the tea made by my concubine with this dragon spring water?" If the concubine only smiles gently at the person, the person will stay, not to mention serving tea with her own hands, and then look at her enchanting little eyes discharge electricity to the floating adult from time to time. However, she is facing the ancient god floating life. The adults did not treat her as a special person, which is no different from ordinary servants who serve tea and water. The adult naturally took the tea and was even more stingy and didn't look at her. The concubine was not angry, but even more infatuated with the appearance and manners of the floating adults, which was different from the ordinary people she saw who were greedy for beauty.

"How about it? How does the tea taste? The concubine was eager to know the result and didn't wait for the adult to taste it carefully.

"It's really extraordinary. The tea brewed by this dragon spring water is unusual no matter who comes to make it." In the first half, the old dragon king and the concubine were very proud to hear it, but the last sentence really hit the concubine's face. Fu Sheng knew that the concubine was trying to tease her, so he didn't say such a thing to her face.

Although the concubine was angry, her face was still plain and said repeatedly, "Yes, yes, that's what the Lord God said." Such a scheming woman is not terrible. No wonder she can accompany the old Dragon King all the time. The point is not her beauty. Beauty is important, but more importantly, her means. Such a woman is not loved by men.