The Inverted Dragon’s Scale

“Cookcakes just came out of the oven. Cookcakes sprayed with fragrance." The Martian extinction room reflected an honest and thick face.

“I'll have two cookies.” A teenager in a blue tuxedo walked over and grabbed the cord from his arms and photographed it on top of a cookie stall. The teenager's clothes were thin and his body was weak, as if he was afraid of the cold, his body shrunk into clumps and his hands quickly closed into his sleeve.

“Just a minute.” The best way to thank a Guest for taking care of their business is to squeeze a smile out of their thick face. “It snowed for three full months last winter, and I'm afraid it's hanging tight this year. Xiao Xiu only needs to pay attention to her body. Don't freeze up. She will have to take a test. ”

“Uncle Cheng's words.” The teenager laughed and said, “But not everyone can take the test. ”

“I see Xiao Xiu's face is very agile. He has great luck. He must be able to pass the exam. ”

“Thank you, then. If my red sleeve can take the show talent, I'll come to give it to your uncle. If it's a cookie, I'll change its name to Shapely Won cookie.”

The teenager reached out to pick up the cookie, the cookie was hot and hot, and the teenager seemed a little scared and afraid to touch it.

“Xiao Xiu is very tender.” Uncle looked at Xiao Xiu's palm and said: “Don't be afraid, eat hot. ”

“Thank you, uncle.” Xiaoxiu reached out to pick up the cookies.

In the electric firestone room, the teenager has snapped Uncle Cookie's wrist.

“You're not a show talent.” Uncle Cookie looked like a knife and looked over at Xiaoxiu.

“You don't sell cookies either.” Xiao Xiu Cai's face still held a smile.

“You know who I am and you dare do it to me? ”

“It's not just you, all the wolves and wild dogs in the Song family are going to die. ”

When Xiao Xiu spoke, five fingers suddenly gave birth to five spikes. Those five spikes stabbed Uncle Cookie's throat so hard.

Boom!

Uncle Cookie struck like lightning and grabbed Xiao Xiu before killing the exasperated arm. Five spikes are about to reach the neck of Da Han, but it is difficult to go any further.

“Xiaoxiu turned out to be a little girl, I'm afraid she's not strong enough?” The cookie man's face was full of ridicule.

“It's the reckless one who works harder.” The smile on Xiao Xiu's face is even weirder. “I'm a killer. ”

As he spoke, Xiao Xiu only snapped the five fingers of the big man's wrist and also developed a spike.

Clicking

Xiaoxiu stabbed him hard, and he severed the cookie man's arm raw.

“Ah."

The cookie dude shouted out in pain.

While his mind was unstable, Xiao Xiu's fingers stabbed him in the chest like lightning.

Psst.

The sound of the skin being split.

“Ma'am, buy a box of rouge."

“Which box does the lady like? ”

“The boss helps recommend one. ”

“I think this box of ghost-faced cherries is nice, applied to make your skin white and tender, like a cherry petal."

“Really?" The boss helped me try. ”

“No problem. The lady looks so good, she must be very pretty on our rouge.”

The boss opened the rouge box, smeared a little rouge on the tip of her finger and applied it to the Guest's face

Psst.

I just had a stomachache.

As she lowered her head, an elongated dagger was stuck in her stomach.

“You, you.”

“Rouge is good.” The girl picked up the rouge box from the boss's wife and said softly, “I like it. ”

Happy Red Court.

“Sir, can I arrange this for you? ”

Psst.

Norma's head has fallen to the ground.

“Ah, murder."

“Help! Help!"

“Run!"

The windows are still bright red and the red silk on the beams is extremely bright. The large red lantern and bears hanging from the door burn, adding white wolf oil to it to keep the fire alive and strong, while also emitting a delightful scent of spleen. Even the clothes on all the people of the Song clan up and down are new, and there is a fresh smell of new silk satin under the nose.

Ding Sheng House, every detail can be revealed.

But all of this seems ironic and ironic at this point. Unbearable.

Song's Mansion. The Songs gathered together.

Just now it was a lighting bold, joyous. Laughter, crowds of guests. All the high-ranking officials of the Hao clan came to congratulate each other, even the monarch of the high western wind came to have a cup of wedding tea himself. This is yet another time for the Song clan to show its authority and glory to Heavenly Capital and the entire Westwind Empire.

But no one thought that things were unpredictable and unpredictable.

A group of people who had just been in front of others, went from heaven to hell for a while.

“Any news from the old fairy?” Song Zhong conspired to ask.

At this time, Song Zhongju stood in the middle of the lobby, tall, but extremely thin cheeks, giving the five officials a sense of cutting the axe.

Song Zhongzheng's expression was all-encompassing, his words were firm, and his back was straight as a green pine. If Song Lonely is the soul of the Song clan, Song Zhongju is the leader of the Song clan wolf. The wolves tore the tigers to their detriment.

As the chief of the Song clan, he must be restrained and calm at this time. If he panicked, who could save the Song Clan? I'm afraid the Song clan has been pushed to the ground.

“Never returned a message.” Song Weidong whispered. “I have dispatched six people to visit the old fairies, but they have gone without a word. Young Master Stop Yun himself hurried to the city defense camp ledge and was ready to do his best to pick up the old fairy in front of the Kirin army mirror. Until now, no news has come back. ”

“Have you ever been to a city camp?” Song Zhong plotted his eyebrows slightly and felt more anxious in his heart. The old fairy lived outside the city, and the Song Dynasty sent six people to visit the old fairy, but no one came back to give the news.

What does that mean?

This means that the Song Dynasty has been surrounded by surveillance. As long as the people who go out of the Song Dynasty, they will soon be cut off by their tails. None of them will be spared.

“Who would dare do that?” Song Zhong conspired to think in his heart about the answer to this question. This feeling is very bad, and it scares him very much. At present, the Song family is wrapped in dumplings, but they don't know who the enemy is.

Is it just a dragon?

That's impossible.

Xiaolong did have the strength, and the Lu family buried some pieces in Heavenly Capital that were not cleaned up. But if it were just those people, it would not be enough to shake Song's roots.

The outsiders simply can't imagine how deep the roots of the Song Clan are in the capital on this day. How many Song Clan masters are ambushed on Xuanwu Avenue in front of this gate?

The guy in the bakery, the owner of the rouge shop, the big guy in the trolley selling cookies, and the girl in the purple jade tower and the Happy Red Court.

If anyone dares to harm the Song Clan, without the need for people inside the Song Mansion, the peripheral forces will be enough to exterminate them into scum.

But nowadays, no one in the interior can get out, let alone come in and communicate.

That proves that all of these people were killed.

“We sent men to the city barracks, and no news came back.” Song Weidong replied carefully: "Cheung Siyuan, the chief of the city defense camp, is one of us, should he have no problem? ”

“Until now, you still think Zhang Siyuan is one of us?” At last, a killing machine appeared in the eyes of Song's accomplices, coldly said: “With Zhang Siyuan's ability, this happened in Tiandu City, can you still keep him in the drums? It would be speculative if he knew everything but kept his mind at the barracks. ”

The Song conspiracy did not know that Song Lonely, the old god of the Song family, had been immortally solved, so there was great hope that the Song family would survive this sadness. Moreover, he did not fully anticipate how harsh things were going.

Because in his heart, the old fairy will not die.

As long as the old fairies don't die, what kind of climate can those lonely wildlings occasionally jump into? The Songs have been in danger for thousands of years, and this time it's nothing compared to what they've been through.

It's just, they're all trapped in Tiandu, or in the Song Dynasty. What's going on out there? Is everything all right with the old fairy?

“Why don't I take a walk myself?” Song Weidong spoke out. “I went to the city camp to see what really happened in the city camp, and it was better. If anything happens, I can help a little. When the Cloud Stop comes out, we will lead thousands of Kirin army elite to the old house to guard the old fairy, and the difficulties facing the family will be solved. ”

Song Zhong conspired to indulge for a moment and said: "Fine. Someone has to go out and see what's going on. Weidong, I'm sending half the guards in the house to protect your safety. If anything happens at the cloud stop, they can help. I don't think there's a problem.”

“My lord, I only need two or three people, the others should stay in the house. ”

“What, you think someone dared to come to my Song house? If that is the case, we are not far from the end of the Song Clan,” said Song Zhongzheng with arrogance. “The old god is still here, who dares to do this evil thing? Don't they want the head on their neck anymore? ”

Gu Qinglin, who had been sitting beside him without a word, also said, “Yeah. Even if the situation were to erode, it would not be so bad that it would automatically disappear once the clouds were stopped and the old fairies knew what was happening in the city. ”

The voice did not go down, a loud clash of armour came from outside the Song Dynasty.

One of the pages rushed in and shouted, "My lord, we are surrounded in Song Dynasty."