The enemy is now: My husband is a dragon demon

Lou Yueyang was shocked.

It turns out that Yansheng really succeeded that night, but he ended up throwing him into the karma pool...

I really look forward to their ending after everything is settled.

Wuchen went to Zixiao Palace alone.

She withdrew her thoughts and concentrated on using secret techniques to heal Zhong Liyang's injuries.

At night and dawn, he still showed no sign of waking up.

Ximen Zhuoer sent people to see him three times and said that the method of entering the dream has been arranged. As long as Haoyuan is brought over, he can directly enter the dream.

However, in her plan, Zhong Liyang is the final trump card. If he doesn't wake up, how can he make the plan go smoothly?

Lou Yueyang felt his dragon's breath leaking out little by little.

The Soul-Releasing Knife is really powerful.

People from the Ximen Zhuoer faction came again, saying that Haoyuan was preparing to attack him.

If he leaves the formation, everything he has laid out before will be in vain.

She bit her lip and decided to take the risk.

Inside the Zixiao Palace.

There were palace maidens dancing gracefully to the music, and the whole hall was singing and dancing, celebrating the triumphant return of the gods in heaven.

Haoyuan was lying on the dragon chair, stroking the armrest of the dragon chair, watching the gods below changing cups and cups, with a smile on his lips.

Zhong Liyang will most likely not be able to survive this time.

As long as the remaining minions are dealt with, this position will still be stable.

The music gradually became more exciting. The luthier closed his eyes and played Guangling San, which was heartbreaking.

The light cyan egg was placed on Haoyuan's right side.

With the commotion all around, the crack in the middle of the eggshell gradually widened.

At first, Haoyuan thought it was his illusion.

It wasn't until he confirmed again and again that he knew that the little dragon cub was indeed coming out.

"God is really helping me!" He sat up straight and looked at the dragon egg, his eyes bursting with intense light.

He also planned to spend today, rest and then use his magic power to urge it to break out of its shell, but he didn't expect it to be so successful.

"You are such a good boy. Once I deal with your parents, I will hold a grand ceremony for you!"

He waved his hand and motioned for everyone else to get down.

He and Dragon Egg were the only ones left in the hall.

The eggshell bulged out, and he could clearly see that there was something inside that was about to be pushed out.

Zhong Liyang is an ancient red dragon, and Lou Yueyang is also a descendant of the God of Fire. The children of these two people must also be born with fire, so it is perfect to use them to catalyze the soul of the God of Fire.

However, he looked at the cyan egg and wondered why the Charmander's eggshell was such a color?

Before he could react, the little dragon flew out.

It was only as long as a forearm and as thick as a thumb. It was covered in turquoise dragon scales. Under its short horns, a pair of wet black round eyes looked at Haoyuan curiously and blankly. It opened its mouth with an extremely strong fishy and salty smell.

"Wow." It cried.

Haoyuan was stunned. Generally speaking, the fate of a dragon will be reflected in the skin color.

Why was this little dragon so green that he felt panicked...

He stretched out his hand, about to catch Xiaolong in his hand and see clearly.

Unexpectedly, Xiaolong was very thief. He ducked out from under his palm, then flew up into the air, looking at Haoyuan with slightly angry eyes.

Haoyuan snorted coldly: "Little one, come down, otherwise I won't be as good looking as you."

Xiaolong ignored it and still looked at him with his little cheeks puffed out.

Haoyuan raised his hands slightly, produced a small flame, and struck at Xiaolong.

Xiaolong dodged again, then flew straight towards Haoyuan with his eyes closed.

Haoyuan thought it was scared and stretched out his hand to catch it.

Unexpectedly, Xiaolong came in front of him and shouted again: "Wow."

Accompanied by the sound of water appearing out of thin air in the hall, he raised his eyes and saw water slowly flowing over the steps in front of the hall, rushing directly towards him.

One of the maids cried out: "It's flooded, it's flooded!"

Haoyuan glared at Xiaolong: "What did you do?"

Are you a fucking water dragon?

Two people born on fire gave birth to a water dragon?

When did Lou Yueyang cuckold Zhong Liyang?

He had no time to study it carefully and raised his hand to suppress the water flow.

The king of heaven in front of the palace came to report: "Your Majesty, something bad has happened! The rivers, lakes and seas have flowed backwards for some unknown reason, and countless water gods have been drowned! There is also the Tianhe River, which also flows against the current into the palace. Within a moment, the water flows into the palace. It’s about to pour in!”

As soon as these words came out, Haoyuan understood that the little thing in front of him was indeed Zhong Liyang's seed.

Besides him, whose child could be born with such great power?

He was so angry that he stepped forward and pinched Xiaolong's neck, almost squeezing him to death.

The king in front of the palace asked: "Your Majesty, are you trying to use this little brat to inspire..."

Haoyuan cursed regardless of the image: "It's the water it draws to inspire the shit, how can you use it to inspire the fire soul?"

He was so angry that Xiaolong suppressed his anger and turned into a wrinkled face, and his slender body slumped down weakly.

Suddenly there was the sound of an umbrella opening behind him. He looked back and saw a big hole in the chest of King Tian, ​​who fell softly.

Wuchen pulled out the dagger from the umbrella handle, closed the Wangyou umbrella, and threw it behind him.

Haoyuan knew that he was here for Xiaolong.

He relaxed and fought with Wuchen.

Xiaolong took the opportunity to escape from his clutches and quickly hid behind Wuchen.

Haoyuan looked at Wuchen with sharp eyes: "You really don't want to follow me?"

Wu Chen remained silent, with the phoenix seal looming on his forehead, always ready to transform into his original form and fight him to the death.

Haoyuan slapped his big palm, and the king in front of the palace was beaten to death. He opened his mouth and swallowed his inner elixir, and started fighting with Wuchen.

In this battle, Wuchen tried his best.

Because he had to protect Xiaolong, his moves were limited. On the other hand, Haoyuan, because of his extreme anger and failed expectations, so he used extremely harsh killing moves every time.

The two exchanged more than ten moves, and Wuchen was completely defeated.

He spit out a mouthful of blood, wiped it with his hand casually, put Xiaolong on his shoulders, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was an unusually bright light in his eyes.

"Reborn from the ashes?" Haoyuan sneered disdainfully.

Isn't it because he didn't understand this that he kept pestering Lou Yueyang, asking her to pass on the inner magic?

It seems that I have been forced to a dead end, and I have to take it all out, whether I know how to do it or not.

Wuchen spread his arms and roared into the sky. The fire phoenix suddenly appeared, and a scorching heat wave hit, drying up the water that was about to flood in.

But Haoyuan's eyes lit up: "Suddenly I realized that it would be good to use you as an introduction!"

Wuchen sneered, and there was a trace of determination on his cold face.

Xiaolong whined on his shoulder and looked at Haoyuan blankly.

Although it didn't understand what it was doing, it knew intuitively that the person it saw first was definitely not a good person.

Wuchen glanced at it, and the determination in his eyes faded.

……

Ming Kui has woken up and sent Zheng Feiyun to help.

When he arrived, Ximen Zhuoer's men were in despair.

After learning that Zhong Liyang was seriously injured, he remained silent for a long time until Zhong Liyang walked out of the tent unscathed.

He was shocked and stared at Zhong Liyang for a long time.

"What? Mingkui hurt his head and you are stupid?"