The enemy is now: My husband is a dragon demon

The war was temporarily suspended, and Haoyuan was seriously injured by him and Ximen Zhuoer. He originally wanted to come back and get the Demon-Slaying Sword, and take down Haoyuan and others in one fell swoop.

Unexpectedly, I saw Ling Luo on the way back.

He made a move on Ling Luo, leaving her unable to fight back.

She was still tough-talking, but her men told her exactly what she had done.

Soon, Yaozhu came back and saw Ling Luo's eyes were extremely sinister: "Yurong, how many soldiers do we have under our command?"

Princess Yurong on the side said: "Thirty-eight."

Yaozhu laughed strangely: "Okay! I will let you be the bride thirty-eight times today!"

Ling Luo couldn't help but frown. Her mouth was stuffed with cloth. She wanted to say something but she didn't say it after all.

Lou Yueyang heard Yaozhu ask Lin Xing again: "Brother, do you want to join?"

Lin Xing shook his head: "Just kill her, I won't participate in anything else."

Yaozhu snorted coldly: "That's natural."

As he spoke, he arranged the seats for his soldiers again. Lou Yueyang felt uncomfortable all over.

Zhong Liyang glanced at Yaozhu: "I said she didn't let your wife die so painfully, so why should you do this?"

Next to it is his newly built wedding room, and he has not yet become a groom...

Before Yaozhu could reply, another person hurriedly came down from behind: "Brother Yaozhu, why don't you let her go to save your little brother's face today?"

Yaozhu didn't even look back: "Who are you?"

Looking back, I realized it was Ximen Zhuoer. He almost flashed his tongue, but his desire to avenge his wife was really strong: "Brother Zhuoer, I know what you are thinking. I can prevent others from insulting her, but this woman cannot put."

Ximen Zhuoer's eyes were firm: "She saved me once."

He approached Ling Luo and stood in front of her, his intention to protect her was obvious.

Yaozhu glared angrily.

Zhong Liyang glanced at Ximen Zhuoer and saw that he was determined: "If you really like her, why would you let her return to heaven and be governed by Haoyuan?"

Wouldn't it be better to just carry him back to the tapir mountain?

"Her temper was stronger than that of your little master's wife. Did you dare to go against her will at that time?" Ximen Zhuoer laughed.

Zhong Liyang pursed his lips and was silent for a long time, then took Lou Yueyang's hand: "It's up to you, I remember that she let you go, this time you can let her go, and next time, she will fall into my hands again." , just throw it to Yao Zhulin."

Ximen Zhuoer thanked him: "Thank you, I won't interfere next time."

Yongzhu and Lin Xing looked at each other, knowing that they were unable to change Ximen Zhuoer's behavior, and felt useless in their hearts, as if they had eaten a piece of mouse droppings.

Ximen Zhuoer smiled at them, slightly embarrassed: "I'm sorry, you two, it's just this once."

Lin Xing had no choice but to let him and Ling Luo leave the Snow Palace.

As soon as Zhong Liyang pulled Lou Yueyang into the room, he hurriedly pushed her to sit down, first looking at her head, then her hands and feet.

Finally lifting her clothes, Lou Yueyang covered her collar: "What are you looking for?"

Zhong Liyang's face was full of worry: "Are you hurt?"

It's not fun for the Demonic Pill to self-destruct, so only an ignorant person like Xiao Yi would make such a small move.

As long as it's someone more powerful and has such a moral character, it would be a good thing if he doesn't blow up the Snow Palace.

Lou Yueyang twitched the corner of his mouth: "I don't have it, it's just a little thought..."

She could never come back.

Zhong Liyang didn't feel too sad when he heard this: "It's okay, it's just another reincarnation."

Lou Yueyang felt sad because there was no reincarnation. Xiaoyi, like Wu Lan, Xian Po and others, would never be reincarnated again.

"You Taoists have always looked down upon life and death. You haven't returned to secular life yet, so you are disobeying your ancestors like this?"

Lou Yueyang knew that he was comforting her, and said to him: "I'm just sad, but there's no point in saying more."

After a pause, he thought about the war again: "Why did you come back suddenly?"

Haoyuan holds the remnant soul of the God of Fire, is he willing to let them go, a group of monster giants who can threaten his throne?

"He was injured by Zall and I, so he can't make trouble anymore for the time being."

After Zhong Liyang finished speaking, he went to take a bath: "The smell of other people's blood is too strong. You feel uncomfortable smelling it. I'll go and wash it off."

Lou Yueyang did not raise his head, but just held him quietly: "With the style of you and Ximen Zhuoer, how could you just give up when you see Haoyuan is weak?"

There is only one possibility.

"You're injured." The injury was serious.

Zhong Liyang was startled, then smiled suddenly: "The little guy is quite smart."

However, he was not seriously injured, but Ximen Zhuoer and the others needed a good rest.

After telling Lou Yueyang this, she felt relieved.

Zhong Liyang pressed her against his waist and touched her head again and again, his eyes full of love and affection.

Lou Yueyang reached out and hugged his waist: "Zhong Liyang, promise me that after you finish your work, you can stay with me well."

Her body has been very weak recently, and she doesn't know whether it's because of pregnancy or...

Zhong Liyang's heart suddenly hurt, and he naturally understood what she meant.

"I promise you, Haoyuan is directly related to the demise of the Dragon Clan. Wait for me. When I finish solving this matter, I will accompany you wherever you want to go and do whatever you want to do."

When everything is settled, he will always be with her and never leave her for a moment.

Even if she loses her soul later, he will never leave her.

The candlelight flickered on the two of them, adding a touch of tenderness and affection to the room.

Neither Haoyuan nor him could do anything to the other now. Even though both parties were injured, they both had a chance to breathe.

"Haoyuan holds the soul of his ancestor, what are your chances of winning?"

Zhong Liyang didn't even think about it: "If he still wants to live, he has no chance of winning."

Lou Yueyang was startled and somewhat understood what he meant.

Who dares to argue with him about life or death...

After being speechless for a long time, she asked again: "If he loses, who will be the Heavenly Lord?"

Doesn't he want to do it by himself...

Zhong Liyang saw through what she was thinking at a glance, poked her twice on the forehead, and chuckled: "You little fool, what are you thinking about?"

Lou Yueyang's eyes flashed: "Then what are your plans?"

Zhong Liyang let go of her and leaned back on the couch: "Haoyuan's position is not glorious, you only need to look at Lord Lieyang to know."

Lie Sun Zhenjun is an ancient god who has been famous since ancient times. His combat power is above Ling Luo and on par with Haoyuan.

But his relationship with Hao Yuan has always been elusive. It was Lie Sun Zhenjun who turned his back on the weak and incompetent Zhong Tianjun and supported Hao Yuan to ascend to power.

But after Haoyuan truly gained power, the Lie Sun True Lord became at odds with him.

Just like now, Haoyuan and Tianjie are surrounded by demons and monsters, and their lives are in dire straits, but he has gone to the mortal world to experience calamity.

Therefore, if Haoyuan dismounts, he should be the first to take action.

At that time, he only needs to take her and the child, travel around the mountains and rivers, and live the remaining decades seriously. Others will take care of the rest.

Thinking of this, he looked at her belly: "How many months have it been?"

Lou Yueyang lowered his head, his eyes full of tenderness: "It's been six months. I think he will be out in more than three months."

Zhong Liyang did the math, with a trace of annoyance on his face: "But I can only stay in the palace for more than two months at most."