The enemy is now: My husband is a dragon demon

Zhong Liyang turned over it with a cold face, and the words on it made him even more furious:

"You are quite generous."

Lin Xing accidentally saw the content on both sides. He lowered his head and wanted to slap himself:

What's so troublesome? Wuchen brings the letter over and he can just eat it and it will be fine!

The veins in Zhong Liyang's hand holding the letter popped out, and his sinister eyes shot toward Yan Sheng.

Yan Sheng shrank slightly and kept moving back.

Lin Xing broke the deadlock: "Sir, Xiaoyi said that there are cracks in the outer illusion of the sacred mountain. She has asked the spider lady to re-weave it. I will go get it and patch it up first."

Zhong Liyang waved his hand: "Go."

Wuchen was able to send the letter to Mount Xutuo, probably because the illusion world was broken, so this matter is very important.

Yan Sheng looked at Lin Xing's back as if he was running away, wishing that he was the one leaving.

For a long time, she couldn't resist the pressure and gritted her teeth and said: "Sir, please punish me."

Zhong Liyang raised the corners of his lips and smiled stiffly: "You have completed the task, how can I punish you?"

Yan Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.

"but……"

Zhong Liyang picked up the tea cup on the small table next to him and took a sip of tea.

"I suddenly remembered that there is something important that you need to do. I wouldn't trust anyone else except you."

Yansheng raised his head: "What's the matter?"

Zhong Liyang put down the tea cup and said in a deep voice: "Go and help me go to Yanque Mountain to gather the souls of the drow. Only you can do this."

Back then, he was very close friends with Ximen Zhuoer, the ancestor of tapirs, and Yongzhu and others.

Unlike Yongzhao and the others, Ximen Zhuoer does not need to obey him and follow his orders.

He is his best friend, so good that when fighting side by side, he can trust him with his back, which is completely different from Hua Yi who can turn against women.

The only bad thing is that he is very belligerent.

Thousands of years ago, Ximen Zhuoer had a shocking battle with Vulcan, and both sides suffered losses.

They each returned to their respective territories to recuperate. After the Vulcan General recovered, he fought with the two demon clans and died in the Luohen Realm.

And Ximen Zhuoer encountered another battle with Qiongliu, the son of Haoyuan in the heaven, and only the remnant soul was left wandering in his Yanque Mountain.

Yanque Mountain is extremely hot, and the dream tapir is the worst affected by the heat.

Hearing this, Yan Sheng had tears in his eyes: "Sir, it's not that I don't want to help the old man collect the remaining souls, it's just that I don't have that diamond!"

She was good at eating souls, but she was really confused when it came to gathering the remaining souls. What's more, the old man's remaining soul was so broken that she was really afraid that she wouldn't be able to revive him even if he died of heat.

Zhong Liyang closed his eyes: "It doesn't matter, Haoyuan's vitality is severely damaged. I won't need you here for the time being. You go to Yanque Mountain and do it slowly. I'll wait for you two to come back together."

Yan Sheng frowned and looked pitifully at Zhong Liyang, who turned a blind eye.

As the sun rose, Yansheng said goodbye with tears.

Zhong Liyang squinted his eyes and looked into the distance. The golden light filtered through the shadows of distant trees and fell on him, making his stern face look much softer.

"Lin Xing."

Lin Xing appeared and waited for his instructions.

Zhong Liyang held his chin with his hands and thought for a long time: "Arowana will return to normal in two days. Accompany me to the Luohen Realm."

Lin Xing was startled.

The adults are about to take back Lou Yueyang.

"Wait, I'll go alone. You'll be in the Floating Snow Palace to prevent anyone from causing trouble while I'm away."

Lin Xingying said: "How many people do you need, sir?"

Although he was going alone, it was impossible not to bring a soldier. Otherwise, who would do the trivial work?

"No need to bring anyone with you. Go get the sword from Qiutanglou."

Lin Xing was stunned again: "Sir, are you talking about the Rainbow Hunter Sword?"

Zhong Liyang nodded.

Since Ji Zixuan obtained the Rainbow Hunting Sword, he gave it to Lou Yueyang, but Lou Yueyang didn't like it very much.

During her escape this time, she took away the Yugui chosen by Ji Zi, a flower-piercing mirror that can move instantly, and a crudely made demon-hunting bell.

He didn't take away the ruby ​​bracelet he gave her, nor the immortal weapon Rainbow Hunting Sword.

Maybe she was afraid that he would find her by looking for these two objects with his aura, or maybe she didn't want to have anything to do with him anymore.

During the white dew season, the morning wind was slightly cool, and when he thought of this, he felt a little upset.

Time passed quickly.

The arowanas recovered as before, gathering together under the lotus leaves from time to time. Occasionally, when someone passed by, they would open their big mouths and wait for people to feed them.

Zhong Liyang went to Luohen Realm alone.

He wears a black black fox cloak with a thick fur collar at the collar, and blue satin embroidered with cranes of various shapes on the placket. His appearance alone gives people a sense of coercion from a superior.

He tied up his crown, and the snow fell on the hosta in his crown and hair, and it melted instantly.

At this moment, Wuchen and Wulan were accompanying Lou Yueyang by a lake in the middle of the snowfield to look for herbs.

"Nvxia, it's so cold here, will any herbs grow here?" Ulan was very puzzled.

Lou Yueyang was holding a small bamboo basket: "It will definitely happen. It's freezing here. Only this lake is not frozen, which means the ground here is slightly warmer. It's not unusual for some herbs to grow."

Ulan nodded: "We eat grass and are very sensitive to finding these herbs and medicines. Let me help you find them."

Lou Yueyang searched for her by the lake together, while Wuchen was practicing swordsmanship not far away, with powerful moves and murderous moves.

Because the land was really barren, Lou Yueyang only found some herbs to stop bleeding and remove blood stasis and then stopped. Seeing Wuchen dance majestically, she felt itchy and couldn't bear it. When Wuchen stopped, she took the sword.

The hand holding the bamboo basket gently crossed the blade of the sword: "This sword is made of ordinary material and the blade cuts well."

With that said, he threw the bamboo basket into Wulan's arms and started dancing in the snow blown by the north wind.

Her movements were quick and sharp, and her long sword pierced the air, dancing like thunder and lightning, which was dazzling. Her moves were more cold, arrogant and agile than Wuchen's swiftness.

The falling snowflakes were swirling around her long hair. Under the turquoise water of the lake, her pink face and rosy cheeks, and her eyebrows became more and more beautiful.

Ulan was dumbfounded.

Although everyone knows that Lou Yueyang at this time cannot compare with Shen Yulou a thousand years ago in terms of basic skills and physical fitness.

But now Lou Yueyang, who dances with swords like a tiger, still has the shadow of the strongest descendant of the God of Fire.

Wuchen did not hesitate to praise: "Good! Good dance!"

Lou Yueyang stopped and smiled at the two of them, his smile brighter than the warm winter sun.

Wu Lan was still immersed in Lou Yueyang's beauty and couldn't extricate himself.

She stared blankly at Lou Yueyang's light blue skirt blown by the wind, wondering why there were such perfect people in the world.

Wuchen suddenly remembered the farce that happened two days ago after Yansheng turned into her appearance.

His face froze.

This damn witch made him feel guilty just looking at Lou Yueyang.

While cursing, he suddenly felt a strange aura.

Lou Yueyang also felt it.

The two looked at each other and looked towards the place where the breath came from.

I saw a figure overlooking them on the snowy hill not far away. He had been here for an unknown period of time, and the thick fur collar on his shoulders was even covered with a thin layer of snow.