The Legend of the Dragon King

Tang Mailin shook his head and looked at Ancient Moon, "I don't need a minute, I just need to ask her one question. ”

“Ancient Moon, in this world, I've only loved one girl, and that's you. Do you love me? ”

He had a thousand words he wanted to say to her, but when he did, that was all he could say. That sentence alone is enough, and what he needs is an answer, an answer that will make him desperate, or move him into another world.

His right hand lifted, his palm flipped out, the golden scales spread from the wrist exposed under the clothes to the entire palm, the golden claw appeared, five fingers backwards, the claw pointing directly over his head.

An unspeakable, intense fluctuation of blood gas burst out of him, and at that intense blood-blooded moment, all the spiritualists with dragon warriors at the site hummed, pale, even dragon leap.

Why is his blood so powerful?

Dragon's face was full of horrors, originally he thought that after three years of hard practice, he had reached another level. Three years ago, Tang Danglin, one-on-one, was not his rival at all. Even if the power of his bloodline did suppress him, he couldn't have defeated himself without the help of Ancient Moon.

And today, three years later, it's even more impossible to be a two-word martial artist and a strong man. Even in the face of the seal, there seems to be a lot of effort.

But just at this moment, when the guy blew his own blood breath, Dragon leapt horrified to discover that the power of that near-crazy blood in his body was suppressed by his gas-blood fluctuations, and there appeared to be a strong sense of submission, as if, with one thought, the power of the blood in his body would dissociate itself from him and bow before him.

Compared to three years ago, his blood breath is many times stronger! How is that possible? How can a man's blood breath be so powerful?

“Brother, don't!” Nar screamed, but she dared not move at all. She could clearly see that the golden dragon claw was swallowed with gold, and Tang Danglin could only grab his head if his palms fell slightly.

“I just need to know the answer, the answer in your heart, the real answer. Don't lie to me, from your eyes, from your veins, I can feel if you're telling the truth or not.” Tang Mai Lin looked at the ancient moon with a burning eye.

Ancient Moon stared at him and the tears stopped flowing.

All of a sudden, her whole person seemed to have collapsed. She nodded forcefully, tears just stopped coming down. She couldn't help but squat on the loaf. She couldn't speak, just nodded, just nodded forcefully.

Tang Mailin laughed, he laughed proudly, put his right hand down, step out, he had come to her.

He pulled her out of the loaf and into his arms. With an exhilarating dragon roar, a giant figure appeared beneath Tang Danglin, lifting him and her body.

That huge, big, thick, powerful rear limb is supported under the water of the Lake of the Sea God. The huge body body is exposed outside the surface of the Lake of the Sea God, and it has exceeded 50 meters.

That's the dragon, the giant dragon, but it doesn't look like a soul, it looks like a real infidelity.

The thick black scales, the colossal eyes of the scarlet, and that horrible to the ultimate large body, show nothing but its strength, the first powerful power of the dragon.

Dragon's power is stronger, his mountain dragon king is only a martial soul, but Tang Danglin is like summoning a real dragon, and it is not yet a common dragon. Under the light, there is a dark golden glow hidden on its dark scale.

Ancient Moon buried his pretty face on Tang Mailin's shoulder and held him tight with his arms. When she watched Tang Mailin set Golden Dragon Claw on his own head, the string that had been tight in her heart for years was finally broken. Totally broken, she can no longer hold back that deep emotion, uncontrollable burst out, drained in tears.

How could she forget the little drip she once had, forget the warmth she had with him over and over again? In the face of danger, he is always so irreversible in front of himself, how can everything be forgotten?

People are not grass!

If the initial proximity is still due to certain purposes, then over time all of them have disappeared into latent acquiescence.

Though she knew she shouldn't, she didn't care at first, and she believed in her control. And when she realized that everything was starting to get out of control, it was too late, it was all too late.

Tang Mailin's figure, already deeply rooted in her heart, how can it be easy to arrange and talk?

When she saw the moment he appeared across the street, she was in danger of losing herself. What a tremendous amount of energy she used to contain her inner emotions!

She knew that even if she admitted to losing, she should never have been with him, otherwise everything would have been affected by him.

So she refused to reveal herself, not from the beginning. She even kind of wanted him to get away with it.

But when he said that, she knew she was wrong. While the tears were streaming, the heart was filled with joy.

All the inability, the moment he finally lifted the Golden Dragon Claw, collapsed. At this moment, she just wanted to hold him tightly, snuggle in his arms and feel the warm embrace that she had not felt for more than three years.

She cried quickly and all the build-up inside seemed to disappear at this moment. She doesn't want to think about it any more. At this moment, she just wants to be a woman quietly.

Tang Dynasty Lin held her tightly, his heart suddenly enriched, and the moment he saw her tearful face, he knew that she still liked herself, time had not cut her feelings for him by half. Those things that hurt him were just her masks. As to why she wears those masks, does it matter? Does it matter now?

Dai Yun raised her head stubbornly and looked at the two people holding each other tightly on top of the giant faucet. She suddenly felt that her appearance was so superfluous. She didn't hate him at all, just like he said, they met too late.

Nat wasn't crying, she wasn't sad, she was laughing, she was laughing happily, she was laughing with joy. No one knows what she's laughing at, because few people see her smile on her face at this point.

“Congratulations to Mai Lin and Ancient Moon on their third life. May you all be together for a hundred years.” Blue wood sounds all over the field.

At this point, it is time to rob a relative, but already ready to make a dramatic jump, but not knowing why, it is impossible to take its own steps.

In the face of the powerful blood scent emanating from the giant dragon champion and Tang Dynasty Lin, he couldn't think of anything to do.

Besides, isn't that what you want to see? After all, he wasn't with Yun.

Subconsciously, he glanced at the neighboring Shemir and looked at the young girl who was strong or even violent, but he was surprised to find that the tears were slipping quietly out of Shemir's eyes. She looked at the two people on the top of the King's faucet and actually shed a moving tear. It was also at this moment that Dragon Leap's heart suddenly pulled, as if it had been touched by something. And that feeling was unprecedented to him.

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Whenever you quarrel with your wife, she suddenly asks me, do you love me? Then I lost...

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