The enemy is now: My husband is a dragon demon

I had long heard that Lord Lie Sun would descend to earth to survive the tribulation, but I never expected that he would be caught by him.

However, this True Lord Lie Sun is top-notch in strength, and I am afraid that Haoyuan is also looking for him to help the heaven.

Therefore, you must not let him go.

But while he is still a mortal, it is not feasible to kill him.

Because he promised Lou Yueyang not to kill ordinary people who had no grievances against him and who had no power to backhand him.

So, keeping him in the palace, preventing him from contact with the outside world, and unable to survive the tribulation and ascend to the heavens is the best choice.

Dreams, whether short or long, are just dreams. What year comes and goes.

As New Year's Eve approached, the eggshell cracked a tiny crack.

Xu Huan had been incubating it for so long and finally saw the results. He was so happy that he forgot about himself.

In the evening, Lou Yueyang, Zhong Liyang and Jing Ge gathered around the egg shell, waiting carefully for the little dragon to emerge from the egg.

Jingge looked at Zhong Liyang, shook her head and clicked her tongue twice, with a sigh on her face. Lou Yueyang didn't understand what she meant, so he asked her what she meant.

"He finally got his wish." Jing Ge sighed.

Zhong Liyang raised his eyebrows and glanced at her with an unkind look.

Lou Yueyang still didn't understand: "What did he wish for?"

Jing Ge was frightened by his eyes and did not dare to say anything. Unable to resist Lou Yueyang's constant questioning, Jing Ge whispered: "Resurrection of the clansmen. The clansmen cannot be resurrected. Isn't this a different way to pass on the inheritance of his dragon clan? "

Lou Yueyang was dumbfounded.

After a while, Yongzhu and Yurong came too. They fell from the sky and complemented the silent fireworks set off by the palace people behind them, like a pair of beautiful lovers.

Lou Yueyang thought of the virtuous woman who died silently, and then saw her old acquaintance Yu Rong, and her lover who followed Ming Kui, and couldn't say anything for a moment.

The battle became increasingly tense, but Ximen Zhuoer, Ming Kui and others held on and did not let Zhong Liyang pass.

"You really don't need me to go there? In about three days, I can go to heaven after I arrange everything."

Zhong Liyang was calculating the time, thinking that as soon as the child came out, he would go over and settle the account with Haoyuan.

Yaozhu waved his hand: "I can hold on even if you don't go. Ling Luo was probably scared out of her mind when you caught her here last time. She has been timid recently and has not done much!"

Zhong Liyang glanced at him coldly: "Don't be careless."

Yaozhu chuckled: "Don't worry, I've lived so long, when did I ever capsize a boat?"

At that time, I was besieged by the Buddhist and Taoist sects. Didn’t you capsize the boat and fail to come over...

Zhong Liyang glanced at him unkindly, but didn't point it out.

"In some time, Yurong and I will get married. You all must come over! Bring your little dragon cubs."

Yaozhu held Yurong in his arms, with a proud expression on his face. The latter smiled lightly, with no sadness or joy in his eyes.

Lou Yueyang asked: "When?"

Yaozhu replied: "Probably the sixteenth day of the first lunar month is a good day."

It's the sixteenth day of the first lunar month again, and the last time she and Ning Kun got married on this day...

When Lou Yueyang looked at Yurong, she could always think of the year when she went to the Dragon Palace to look for the demon-killing sword. Because her uncle seized power, she was forced to part ways with her lover.

In less than two years, things have already changed.

She was innocent and innocent then, but now she is more calm. I really don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing.

She considered her words and asked, "Are Mingkui and the others coming?"

Yaozhuo looked startled and felt a little annoyed. He obviously knew what she meant: "Mingkui said something happened and he couldn't come, and his men didn't come either."

After saying that, he glanced at Yurong, only to see that Yurong still looked indifferent, as if he was indifferent.

He felt more at ease.

After sending everyone away, they still guarded the egg, waiting to get a glimpse of its true appearance.

However, there was no movement for a long time, and Lou Yueyang gradually felt sad.

"Oh, I don't know when I will be able to come out. I'm seeing Yaozhu and the others getting married. If he hasn't come out of his shell yet, I can't go."

Lou Yueyang sat on the couch, holding an egg the size of a fist, thoughtfully.

Zhong Liyang rested his head on her lap: "What's the matter? Wait until he gets married next time."

"Pfft..." Lou Yueyang burst out laughing: "How can you be like this? I haven't gotten married yet, so why are you waiting for the next time I get married?"

Zhong Liyang also smiled: "However, it seems that Yurong really likes Yongzhu. It's been almost two years and they haven't separated yet."

"What a pity Zheng Feiyun."

Zhong Liyang thought for a long time before he remembered who Zheng Feiyun was: "It doesn't matter, what's his is still his, and no one can take it away."

As he spoke, he stretched out his arm and touched her ear.

Just like the two of them.

After all, the relationship is deep.

He raised his eyes, and the sunlight just fell on her eyebrows. She lowered her head and looked at the egg in her hand, with a gentle look in her eyes that always hit the softest part of his heart.

Such a good woman is worth everything he gives.

That's it, I really hope time can condense into this moment and never slip away again.

On the ninth day of the first lunar month, the sky was foggy and the sun was shining behind thick clouds, as if it was going to snow.

As soon as the palace received Yaozhu's invitation, Lin Xing, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, appeared: "Sir, something happened!"

Zhong Liyang's eyebrows narrowed slightly: "What's the matter?"

Lin Xing shook his head: "Sir, please go to Yunlai Mountain quickly!"

After saying that, he turned into mist and disappeared.

Lou Yueyang looked on with slight surprise: "It's the incarnation of telekinesis. Lin Xing's strength is not that strong. If he can urge the incarnation to come here, something big must have happened."

Zhong Liyang hummed, then stood up to go to Yunlai Mountain. Before leaving, he paused again: "You should stay in the palace and never go out."

This palace is very safe now, and the fantasy world has been reinforced. Wuchen, Xu Huan, and Jingge are here. Unless they go out, there is absolutely no chance that anything will go wrong.

Besides, Lou Yueyang is also well rested and can always escape when in danger.

Lou Yueyang nodded and reassured him: "Go ahead, I will take care of myself and my children."

Zhong Liyang left with peace of mind.

All the way to Yunlai Mountain, the mountainside was filled with black air, and the demonic energy on Yongzhu's body was endlessly releasing.

Zhong Liyang was shocked and knew something was wrong.

Lin Xing was confronting Ling Luo on the top of the mountain. An ambush was set up on the mountainside. Hao Yuan went into battle in person, preparing to kill Yaozhu and others.

Originally, it was Ximen Zhuoer who was dealing with him, but Haoyuan got angry after being delayed for a long time by them, and decided to remove them one by one.

Therefore, Ximen Zhuoer was deceived by Ling Luo and went to another place, and here, only Yong Zhu, Lin Xing and others were there.

Either one of Haoyuan and Ling Luo can drink a pot of wine from Yongzhu and Lin Xing, let alone two of them together.

Therefore, Yaozhu was forced to release his demonic energy on a large scale and prepare for a desperate blow.

Lin Xing was no match for Ling Luo, so he used his mind power to transform into the Floating Snow Palace and find Zhong Liyang.

When Zhong Liyang reached the top of the mountain, Zheng Feiyun, the reinforcement sent by Mingkui, also arrived.

After he joined, Lin Xing felt much more relaxed.

Zhong Liyang went to the mountainside.

By then, most of Yong Zhuo's body was stuck in the mud created by the formation.

This is……

Demon-killing array.

Zhong Liyang's expression became more solemn.

Seeing him coming, Yaozhu smiled miserably: "Brother, I'm going to end up here this time."

Zhong Liyang stretched out his hand, and the Tianyuan Sword appeared in the air, stabbing straight at Haoyuan not far away.

The demon-killing array was slightly loose, and Yao Zhu struggled a few times behind him, but he couldn't get out, so he called him again: "Brother Mingxu, is Mingkui's little follower here?"

Zhong Liyang frowned, blocking Haoyuan's numerous killing moves, and said without looking back: "Zheng Feiyun?"

Ask him what he does?

Hearing this, Yongzhu's brows relaxed: "Help me call him."