Beautiful senior brother can never be enchanted

Until Lingwen behind him reminded him: "Don't you go in? It's windy outside,? Your injury hasn't healed yet..."

Luo Yueming snorted coldly, and refused to even give him a good face.As soon as he entered the dungeon, he was greeted with a threatening chill,? Immediately, he couldn't help shivering his shoulders.A cloak was suddenly covered behind him.

"Put it on,? Don't mess with me,? What's so good about Jiaolong? It's worth you arguing with me several times over him."

"Don't wear it,? Take it away!"

Luo Yueming didn't care about the twists and turns. He preconceived that the Lingwen in front of him had an inextricable relationship with Grandmaster Liu. He was just an old beast.

As the "brother" of the old beast, he is also a beast now.While loathing Lingwen, he also deeply loathes himself.He felt that he was the one who prevented the eldest brother from coming into the world.

Secretly scolding God for not being a man, why can't he be made a glorious and stalwart righteous character, but why should he become a stumbling block on the way of the elder brother's parents' love? A big stick to beat mandarin ducks!

Lingwen sighed deeply again, and said nothing more.

It was very dark in the prison that day, and it was wet everywhere, and the candlelight was flickering faintly in the corner of the wall, making the silhouettes of two people faint.

Luo Yueming was not used to the dark place, so she immediately frowned. Who would have thought that there would be a puff from left and right? Lingwen flicked his sleeves, and the candles on both sides lit up.The entire dungeon was lit up.

At the end of the dungeon, there is a dark water prison with stagnant water for many years. There is a wooden frame underneath, and a black thing is wrapped around it, and it is bound with chains.

As they got closer, Luo Yueming was able to get a glimpse of the original appearance of this thing. It turned out to be a flood dragon, its whole body was extremely black, most of its body was immersed in the bottom of the water, and the surface of the water turned a strange bright red.

It must have been stained with Jiaolong's blood.At this moment, the eyes are closed tightly, and there is a bright red mark between the eyebrows. It looks like some kind of talisman, flowing like a living thing.

Luo Yueming was startled when she saw this dragon, she was so excited that she wanted to pounce on it, and shouted "Old Zhangren"!

But Lingwen behind him stared at him so hard that Luo Yueming didn't dare to scare the snake, for fear that Lingwen would take the opportunity to hurt Jiaolong.

In fact, Luo Yueming didn't really care about Jiaolong's health, he was mainly worried about Jiaolong's fertility and whether it would be harmed.

Hearing that Jiaolong has two such things, Luo Yueming has only heard about it all the time, and has never seen it before. She is quite curious, but she also thinks that she can't do anything to offend senior brother.

Even if the elder brother is not even a tadpole now.

"Lingyu, what are you waiting for? Hurry up, cut the dragon's dragon essence, and I will send you to the lower realm quickly. Don't worry, I will pick you up from the lower realm soon. You just need to deal with it casually."

Luo Yueming was very rascal and said: "Then if I don't want to deal with it? What can you do to me?"

Lingwen said: "If you don't want to, you don't want to, you can just pretend."

Luo Yueming: "..."

I couldn't help but wonder secretly, what is the relationship between the two of them?I don't know why, Luo Yueming actually recognized the love in Lingwen's calm tone.

Just like an adult pampering a child, pampering him without any principle.Even if he made a big mistake.

Luo Yueming decided to try his tone and explore the relationship between the two.So he said, "You bastard!"

Sure enough, Lingwen's thick eyebrows suddenly frowned, the veins on his forehead were exaggeratedly exposed, and his face was a little ferocious, as if he was trying to endure something.

But in just a moment, his expression returned to calm, and he whispered in a tone as calm as white water, without any fireworks: "Didn't you agree to not mention this matter?"

Luo Yueming: "???"

What?No way?There are still people who take the initiative to admit that they are a beast these days?What did Lingwen do to deserve the word "animal"?

Before he could ask, Lingwen raised his eyes, stared at him rather fiercely and said, "I am your brother, whether you admit it or not, now you and I have cultivated the right path and become the superior Jie Priest, you shouldn't have repeatedly mentioned in front of me time and time again what happened in the human world back then."

When Luo Yueming heard this, she immediately realized that there must be something hidden in it, maybe it was a particularly exciting story, and it was the kind of blood that was pouring into a pot of black blood.

But after thinking about it, if two people are really cubs born by the same mother, if there is something unclear, wouldn't it be brotherly rape?

No, this is absolutely no way!

Then I heard a sudden loud noise, the heavy cell door slowly opened, and all the stagnant water inside receded.Standing on the stage, the two could clearly see the whole picture of Jiaolong.

It was even more tragic than Luo Yueming imagined. The dungeon was so small that it almost deformed the dragon's bones. It was tightly bound by heavy black chains, and the silver light flowed from above, as if something had fallen. heavy prohibition.

With the opening of the prison door, the flood dragon slowly opened its eyes, breathing out a dull breath from its nostrils.

A pair of pupils were extremely huge, bigger than a fist of Luo Yueming. He stood on the stage, facing the dragon with four eyes, his heart trembled suddenly, as if soaked in bitter water, sour and astringent.

The eye sockets involuntarily turned red, and he felt uncomfortably astringent, uncontrollably wanting to rush over, hugging Jiaolong's big head, and comforting every scar on his body.

"Lingyu..."

This call brought Luo Yueming back to his senses immediately, secretly cursing himself how could he do this?To think that he shouldn't have moved towards a flood dragon that had never been masked before!

What's so good about Jiaolong?Old and ugly, but also black all over, the dragon scales are so sharp and hard, ugly as a big worm, the most important thing is, this dragon is still a rotten cucumber, disregarding his pregnant wife, he even ran to hang out with a little wild duck .

If the eldest brother knew that his father was like this, he would feel so sad.

Luo Yueming forced herself to turn her face away, gritted her teeth and said secretly, no matter what, at least it was her old man, even if he didn't save the dragon, at least he had to find his mother-in-law, so let's put the nest first, otherwise Wouldn't the eldest brother be unable to be born?

Lingwen flipped his hands over, handed over a dagger, and said without hesitation: "Don't talk back, quickly dissect the dragon's dragon yuan, and I will send you to the lower realm."

Luo Yueming didn't say a word, thinking how he could lead the dragon to escape.

Seeing his unrepentant look, Lingwen sighed, and persuaded him kindly: "I know, you have always blamed me for that incident, and I know how much I owe you, so I have pampered you all these years. You actually have no affection for this dragon, you just want to annoy me."

Luo Yueming: "..." That's really not the case, it can't be done, it can't be done.

"The upper realm doesn't interfere with fellow practitioners. If you really want to find a fellow practitioner, I won't stop you. As long as it's something you like, just tell me, and I'll take care of it for you, so you don't have to worry about it."

When Luo Yueming heard this, she immediately rolled her eyeballs and asked, "Which priestess in the upper world is the most beautiful right now? It's the kind with snow-white skin, a straight and high bridge of nose, long and narrow eyes, and thin lips. Qi Hong, with a relatively cold temper, usually doesn't like to laugh, but in fact she is very gentle and like water?"

That's what he thought, the father-in-law is a rotten cucumber, and he was born like this, dark and not autumnal, it must not look good.But the elder brother was so good-looking, he must have inherited it from his mother.Then he briefly described the appearance of the elder brother.

Lingwen frowned more and more as he listened, until finally he couldn't help but raised his hand to interrupt, shook his head and said: "There are about 100 priests in the upper realm, and there are not many priestesses. There are about [-] of them. You and I belong to Yu Qingtai." Under the Xu sect, there are a few junior sisters from the same sect who roughly agree with what you said. I just don’t know, which one do you have your eyes on?”

"Is there a portrait?"

"..."

"Do you have?"

"Yes." Lingwen flipped his hands over and created several portraits out of thin air, "A few days ago, the master ordered me to collect the portraits of all the disciples in the sect, and use them to build temples in the upper realm..."

"You don't have to explain, I don't care!"

What Luo Yueming is most concerned about now is which priestess is the poor old mother of the elder brother.

Then I quickly looked through it a few times, and felt that every priestess was very beautiful and looked deserted, but none of them looked like the elder brother.

Think about it again, otherwise, let's see which one the old man likes?

Hence, Luo Yueming pretended to choose by herself, and dangled the portraits in front of Jiaolong's eyes, muttering every time he looked at a portrait: "This is a Qingfu priest, born with a beautiful country and heavenly fragrance, unparalleled in beauty!"

"This is Priest Qinglian. It really is a lotus that comes out of clear water, so it's natural to carve!"

"This is the priest of the Qing Dynasty..."...

Balabala flipped through several of them, but Jiaolong didn't move and ignored them.

Luo Yueming reckoned that this dragon doesn't look very good, and its aesthetics are quite high, but he didn't like any of them.

Instead, Lingwen couldn't bear it anymore, and said: "Go back and pick again, first cut the dragon yuan..."

Before he finished speaking, a strange wind blew from nowhere, and the portrait in Luo Yueming's hand was blown away. He hurriedly reached out to grab it, and saw that there was a picture of him mixed with the portrait that Lingwen gave him just now. portrait.

Unbiased, the portrait happened to be floating in front of Jiaolong. The dragon's eyes lit up, and he opened his mouth to grab the portrait...

It's over, could it be possible that I was the little wild duck that my father-in-law went out to steal, got two sticks, and got pregnant?

Luo Yueming's feet went limp, she fell back in shock, and was immediately supported from behind.

Lingwen hurriedly said: "What's wrong with you? You're fine, why did you faint?"

Luo Yueming said tremblingly, "I...I want to die!"

He really doesn't want to be the red apricot of the elder brother's dead ghost father's red apricot who got out of the wall!

What's more, I don't want to suffer two sticks on my body, my stomach is round and swollen, and I want to be bullied back to the dragon's den!