The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort

After playing, Hua Yulong's right hand was shaking, and he regretted a little in his eyes: "Rong'er ..."

Hua Yurong's mouth overflowed with blood, and fell to the ground like a waste man. His pale paper-faced face was hated and desperate. Hua Yulong reached out to help her and was sipped by her. The blood was mixed with saliva and stuck to Hua Yulong's handsome face. The expression of resentment of Hua Yurong completely crushed the regret that floated in Hua Yulong's heart.

"Don't call me Rong'er, you don't deserve to be my eldest brother. It's clear that you lost. Why should you cut my ribs? The person who should have ribs cut should be you." Hua Yurong was cold, as if he was in hell. Hysterical crying: "What else do you say I am your dearest sister, you will protect me for a lifetime, it is deceptive at all, how can you really love me, protect me, how can you watch me cut off Stencil? You should stand up, stand in front of me, woo woo ... "

Hua Yurong's tearful heart was crying, as if she was wronged by Tianda, even her own brother abandoned her.

All the disciples, the dean, and the elders were stunned by the selfish and unreasonable words of Hua Yurong. The key is that they are so straightforward.

Xiao Xi sneered: "Yes! Hua Yulong, you are in the first place for Hua Yurong, and you should be in front of Hua Yurong if you lose. Such a brother is worthy of saying that he loves his sister, but you don't have it, you really don't deserve to be her. Brother. "

Xiao Xi said this, Hua Yurong immediately felt more aggrieved and desperate, and resented Xiao Xi at the same time, more resented Hua Yulong. In this way, she has been ruined all her life, completely ruined, how can she not hate?

Hua Yulong glared at Xiao Xi, who was fueling the fire, and squeezed his iron fist. If it were not for Nan Huajun and the dean and elders, he would have to teach Xiao Xi a vicious woman.

This poisonous woman has mistreated his brother and sister.

Monster Tower.

Most of the days passed, and Nu'er only killed a demon until now, or the half-dead blood left by Feng Lingran. Long Long didn't know how many sighs he wanted to come out to help Nu'er kill the demon. I have a heart.

But after all, it’s not just it and the slave, there are many disciples of spiritual cultivation, and there is a big Wu who closely follows the slave. Even if Longlong wants to secretly help the slave, there is a big Wu. It can't help!If Dawu saw it as a mythical creature, wouldn’t Jiu Shengxiao blow up the pot?

Dawu is also very anxious. Every time she sees that the monster is about to hurt Nuer, she will shoot and help Nuer to kill the monster together, but Nuer can’t increase a little spiritual power. It was her biggest headache. The higher the floor, the higher the level of the monster, the slave could not kill the monster at the bottom, and it was impossible to kill the monster at the top.

What should she do to help the slave?

A beautiful and cold face flashed in Dawu's head, her heart twitched fiercely, she bit her lip, her eyes flashed firmly, and for the sake of slaves, she got out this time.

Dawu suddenly grabbed Nu'er's arm and said, "Nu'er, you are tired too. You have a rest here first, wait for me for a while."

"I'm not tired, I..."

Dawu didn't wait for Nuer to finish talking, and interrupted him, his eyes praying: "Just beg me, please wait here for a while, okay?"

Nuer was stunned. After a moment, he nodded.

Dawu smiled happily, let go of the slave's arm, and ran up to the monster tower.

Nuer looked at Xiao Wu's disappeared figure, lifted the blunt sword in his hand, pinched the handle of the sword with extreme force, and the joints were blue and white. I thought bitterly: He was really useless, even the lowest-level monster could not be killed, he was not qualified to follow Xiao Xi, and he was not qualified to speak up and want to become stronger, he was a waste.

The blunt sword in Nuer's right hand was slowly raised, and the left hand was squeezed into a fist. The bloody peach blossom eyes were strange and cold. This blunt sword could not kill the lowest level monster. Could he cut off his left hand?

It is useless to keep this waste hand.

Nuer's eyes suddenly froze, the blunt sword rose and fell, and when he cut off his left hand, a golden light suddenly emerged from his sleeve, blocking his left hand, and made a muffled sound of cold weapon collision.

"Little bastard, do you want to harm me?" Long Long scolded, and the golden light turned into a dragon head, sticking out of the slave's blunt knife.

Nuer was surprised for a while, and looked at the little golden dragon cut under the blunt knife. He said in surprise: "You... why are you under my blunt knife?"

Long Long gave the slave a white look: "Little bastard, how can you ask the old man this way? Haven't you taken the dull knife from the old man yet?"

Nuer suddenly felt that Xiao Jinlong's voice seemed to have been heard?There is also the term "old man".

When Nuer took the blunt knife away, a sudden flash of light flashed in his mind, and he thought: "Are you the lady's white mouse?"

Long Long stretched the golden dragon body and heard Nu'er say that it was a white rat. He was angry and yelled: "Little bastard, you are the white rat. Your whole family is a white rat. Lao Tzu is a dragon. Your eyes are blind, no. figure it out?"

Nuer didn't care about Longlong either, and asked, "Why did you follow me to the monster tower? Did the lady let you do this?"

Long Long has been exposed to Nuer, and there is no need to continue to hide from Nuer, hovering in front of Nuer and saying: "Yes, that girl cares about you, fearing that you will be injured in the monster tower, and let the old man secretly follow you to protect you ."

Speaking of which, Longlong was very angry and said: "You useless little bastard, you can't kill the monster and you will self-harm, if you let that girl know how sad and disappointed she is? Are you sorry to say you want to follow her? The old man thinks you might as well find someone to marry! Don’t follow the girl, and hurt the girl."

"I have no self-harm, I was..."

"Don't quibble, little bastard, do you think the old man is blind? Can't you see that you are mutilating? The old man really advises you to find someone to marry! Don't hurt the girl anymore."

"I am not really self-harming, I am..."

"Enough is enough. The old man doesn't want to listen to your sophistry. The old man will tell the girl now that you are self-harming."

Long Long didn't give Nuer an opportunity to explain. With a whizz, he ran away, and Nuer was too late to chase. Peach Blossom Eye was a little worried. Xiao Xi would listen to the little Golden Dragon and thought he was self-harming.

He just wanted to test how blunt the knife is, even if his hand is cut off, it will grow back...

At the end of a sibling farce, on the way back to the dormitory, Xiao Xi flashed a golden light, unknowingly burrowing into her sleeve.

Xiao Xi's expression changed slightly, and he knew: "Dragon, how come you come back? The Monster Beast Tower's experience ended so quickly?"