Chapter 102 Red Leaf Queen

Although the woman is calm on the surface, in fact, there have been huge waves in the bottom of her heart. What kind of character can make him go out in person!

"It's just an ant. You don't have to think too much." As if she knew what the woman was thinking, the blood-dressed red slaughter solved her doubts.

"The sound of the piano is like the heart, your piano told me, I'm leaving! It's okay to take care of your pet. If it's too messy, I can't pretend that I can't see it, hehe! Looking forward to our next meeting..." The blood-clothed god Tu stared at the woman with a smile, and an inexplicable emotion in the depths of his eyes circled around her.

The woman sighed leisurely at the hot eyes of the blood-clad god Tu.

Dingdong...Dingdong...

The heart is in turmoil, and the piano stops.

"One day, you will find me." The blood-clothed god Tu looked straight at the shadow behind the veil with a sure face, and then strode away from the small building.

The woman walked slowly and came to the balcony of the small building. Looking at the column, little dots in the distance were slowly disappearing on the horizon. It was the faintly visible figure of the blood-clothed god.

"I won't let you leave the abyss purgatory. After all, you are still afraid of facing the older generation like us, hahahahahaha..." The demon woman's face suddenly turned, and bursts of frost climbed up her face, her eyes released a coldness, laughed wantonly, and there was a faint madness.

The woman's swaying posture drew a mysterious amorous feelings. If it hadn't been for the chill on her body, the people who fell under her pomegranate skirt would have had a group.

"Six"

A burst of blue light flew away in the opposite direction of the blood-clad God, leaving only the empty building.

Chus Han is still in a coma, but he doesn't know that his biggest crisis has quietly drifted. What a blood-clothed god slaughter is...

"Roar..., impossible, absolutely impossible..." The space becomes more and more unstable, and an invisible wave of air is waiting to explode.

"Shirler, where is the sword god? Haven't you already issued the Sword God assembly order? If we don't come, we will die here, and it will become a space turbulence..." The beast Tambas roared. They didn't want to say it, but he wanted to say it himself. It was too uncomfortable. "Damn sword saint assembly order." With a curse, Tambas spit out a mouthful of thick blood and a dissatisfied face.

"Ha~chig."

A mysterious place, a middle-aged man wiped his nose and muttered, "Who misses me?"

They all closed their eyes silently. Sword God is not a fool. Who dares to come at this level?

"Come on, Xiaohei, come back immediately." Suddenly, a cold woman's voice sounded in the space.

Little Black? Everyone looked at each other in consterence. This terrible dragon... is called Xiaohei, and everyone's brains are drawn by a black line.

The dragon's head in the space trembled, trembled, and shrank his head. When he thought of something, he immediately stared at Xilie and others as big as Mercedes-Benz. The latter did not dare to breathe. When Dels Taylor was about to disappear from the huge space crack, he suddenly stretched out his dragon's head and looked at everyone from his nose. A burst of airflow spewed out of the child, and then he proudly sank into the crack in the space.

"Spit... Bah..., what a bullshit lizard, you have to cook it more slowly." The beast Tampas turned over again in confusion and cursed the nest in the air, "Huh?"

Tambas turned his head aside as if nothing had happened. He swore that he didn't see anything.

Michelle turned red and close her clothes and secretly looked around. She was so ashamed. Michelle's face was hot and red, but when she saw the beast's silverless behavior here, she was immediately annoyed.

"Tambas!" Michelle staped the ground and shouted in a shrill voice.

Hearing Michelle's scream, everyone couldn't help looking at Tambas.

"I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything..." Tambas roared in a rough voice and denied it.

Then everyone turned their eyes to Michelle's slightly earthy clothes and said, "Oh, that's it." I know the hateful expression.

"Okay, let's deal with this crack first." Xilie clapped his hands and pointed to the wove in the sky. Everyone looked at it and nodded.

Suddenly, the spiritual ring in the cold hand suddenly became hot, bright and dark, and finally disappeared from the finger.

The blood skeleton and others did not notice that the "ants" in the cold grass all focused on the crack in the air. It cost a lot of money to seal the crack. After looking at each other, they all left one after another, and they didn't even look at the cold grass.

In the darkness, there is a little light, and the grass is cold and slowly walking towards the light.

"Where is this?" Although there is a hidden soul fluctuation around, Cao Han Shen can be sure that this is by no means in his own mind.

"This is in my body." The bright light flashed into a white-haired old man, an old man wearing an ancient Chinese Taoist robe and a pair of fairy bones.

Listening to the old man's words, Cao Han couldn't help but burst into his heart.

"I don't mean any harm to you. Don't worry, and I have saved you twice. It's not too much to say that you are a lifesaver." The white-haired old man pinched his white beard and stared at Cao Hanshen with a smile on his face.

"Who are you?" Cao Han stared at the mysterious difficulty with deep warning.

"You are too rude. Shouldn't you introduce yourself first?" The mysterious man who is wary of Cao Hanshen doesn't pay attention to it, just like Cao Hanshen doesn't pay attention to his life-saving kindness.

"Ugly Dragon!"

"Ugly Dragon?", repeated the name. When he saw the ugly dragon nodded, Cao Han deeply couldn't help but marvel at the evil taste of the ancient name, which was too exquisite.

"I was born when I was ugly." The ugly dragon raised his right hand and waved around. Peaks immediately appeared under the cold grass, continuous green, but there was indeed no creature under his feet, let alone a figure.

"It's not surprising at all. This is the flood. This is what I was when I was born. There are no creatures, only a few of us." The mysterious old man pointed to a dark purple light below, and the grass cold followed the ugly dragon's fingers. The dark purple light was getting bigger, stretched, and finally turned into one. The dragon is vaguely similar to the dragon snake on the cold spiritual ring. Suddenly, thousands of purple thunders fell from the sky, "bang bang~" and split on the dragon. Under the bombardment of 90 purple thunders, the scarred dragon slowly degenerated and finally turned into a dragon snake.

"You..."

"That's me... How about making a deal? You help me turn into a dragon, and I will keep you safe before I turn into a dragon." The picture disappeared with a wave of my right hand. I knew that the old man must be miserable in the next nine purple thunders without looking at the depth of the grass.

......

Cao Han looked at the ugly dragon with a silent face and neither agreed nor refused.

"I'll wait for your reply. It's time for you to go back. Good luck."

As soon as the voice fell, the old man's figure disappeared, and Cao Han Shen was sent away from this space.

"This...is this?" He opened his eyes and woke up in a daze. He saw people who surrounded him and looked around him. Cao Han found that blacksmiths and others were also treated in the same way. They had been tied up for different things, and he, and he, probably stared at himself with a bitter smile. The long gun in his throat, Cao Han deeply put back the words.

I didn't expect that during the period when I was in a coma, the other party had already arrived.

"Sister Sha! There is still a kid here, huh? What is this? Ouch! Damn kid, bring it here." Suddenly, a slave stretched out his dirty hand and pulled the cold burden of the grass. Without saying a word, the grass bit it down. A trace of sweetness was sandwiched of mud, sweating and ugly in his throat. It was so uncomfortable, but the grass was still biting.

Standard children are desperate to protect their beloved appearance.

"Knock him out."

Staring at the wooden grab raised by his subordinates, he looked like he was going to stab the grass to death. Shaye couldn't bear to see the child's blood splash on the spot.

Although the slave wanted to kill Cao Han to vent her deep resentment, she still resisted. As the queen of red leaves, her authority could not be offended, and she could not disobey the order unless she wanted to die.

"Bang!"

The slave's seemingly irresistive grass cold will only waste food. It's better to kill him simply. "Bah!" He spit a star foam on Cao Han's fallen body and finally kicked it. Then the slave untied the burden carried by Cao Han's deep and stared greedily at the exposed one exposed. The silver white, which was made when he pulled it just now, and walked slowly to Shaye hesitantly.

"Humph!" Cesilia snorted heavily and stared at him dissatisfiedly.

The slave immediately gave a thrill, raised his hands and handed the burden to Shaye, who was high to the left of the horse. "Queen, please accept it."

"Get out!"

Cessilia viciously grabbed the burden and kicked him. It's really a shameless thing. Can this unknown thing be taken in front of Sister Sha casually?

Staring at the angry lioness Cesilia, the slave left in a panic.

Chapter 102 Queen of Red Leaf