The Raiders of Quick Pass

Chapter 617
Cang Lin's face was calm and strange, and his blood red eyes seemed to imply a bloody end, giving people strong oppression and extreme danger.

Glancing at them, he opened his thin lips lightly and asked, "Who are you?"

Long Yi's expression turned ugly.

Qingwu glanced at the five people across the way, and then said hey, and said leisurely: "Don't you recognize Ah Lin? Looking at them like this, I thought you knew each other, but I didn't expect him to be acquainted."

And they called him His Highness, presumably he is a relatively high status existence in the Dragon Clan.

I didn't take the initiative to ask about his past, and I never heard him mention why he was sealed here.

But looking at the attitude of these people towards him, one can also guess something.

Cang Lin looked down at her, and the long silver hair fell down on his shoulders, noble and indifferent mixed with arrogance, "Should I know him? He's just a nobody."

Qingwu raised an eyebrow.This is not only irritating, but also quite unflattering.

Sure enough, Long Yi narrowed his eyes, his eyes were cloudy: "His Highness Cang Lin is still so defiant."

Abandoned by the Dragon Clan, in such an embarrassing situation, like a bereaved dog, he is as arrogant as he was back then.

He regarded him as the goal to surpass and the object he wanted to step on, and he had thought about it for hundreds of years, but the other party didn't remember that there was such a number one person as himself.

How ironic to him.

Qingwu ignored his eccentricity and hostility towards them, and asked with a smile: "Excuse me, how many of you are here, what's your business?"

The other party took a look at her, and after seeing her weak demon power, he smiled coldly: "We are talking among the same clan, why is it your turn, a lowly little demon, to intervene?"

She was still not angry after he said this, but Cang Lin stared at her, and her expression sank instantly.

He raised one hand, and the red-striped sleeves on a white background drew meandering arcs in the air, and the terrifying power of red and white intertwined gathered in the palm of his hand, and his silver hair moved without wind.

At this moment, he is like a fallen god, with a destructive evil and tyranny in his holiness and dignity.

Seeing this, Long Yi felt a little disdainful.

No one in the clan knew that most of Cang Lin's power had been sealed.

Do you still want to fight him?

Hehe, that's okay, he wanted to see how His Royal Highness Cang Lin begged for mercy after being defeated.

A feeling of complacency flashed by, and just when he was about to attack, he was horrified to find that his strength had been restrained.

His pupils shrank, and he raised his head suddenly, facing the iconic pair of red eyes, and the coercion surged towards him like mountains and seas.

"Puff-"

Long Yi was forced to kneel down, feeling humiliated in his heart.

He clenched his fist unwillingly, gritted his teeth and stared at him: "Cang Lin!"

Seeing such a tense atmosphere, Long Er quickly stepped forward to block him, cupped his fists and lowered his head: "Please calm down, Your Highness!"

Long Si stepped forward and covered Long Yi's mouth, lest he say anything that would anger the Third Highness.

At the same time, Qingwu stretched out his hand to grab Cang Lin's raised hand, his movements were limp, but he succeeded in calming him down.

She was helpless: "A Lin, don't be so impulsive all the time, please? Restrain yourself."

Cang Lin withdrew his hand reluctantly, very upset. "He scolded you!"

"Well, I heard." She replied casually, not paying attention at all.

He pursed his lips angrily.

Qing Wu shifted his gaze to the person kneeling on the ground, and scratched Cang Lin's palm with a half-smile.

"Did you rob his wife or kill his whole family? He seems to hate you so much."

The other four dragons of the dragon clan who knew the inside story remained silent, watching their noses, noses, noses, and hearts.

(End of this chapter)