Beautiful senior brother can never be enchanted

Lingwen's hand supporting his lower back tightened suddenly, and there was a cold chill all over his body, so that Luo Yueming could feel it very clearly, and subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

Unexpectedly, the right wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone, like a reinforced iron bone, and was severely clamped by the iron plate.

"Didn't I tell you thousands of times already? Don't mention this sentence again. Let me tell you, too? You think well,? Now you are a priest,? You are no longer the mortal boy you were back then. Brother, now you are a brother of the same school, even if you want to die, you can't!"

Luo Yueming didn't expect that just a casual sentence from him would make this dead thing react so strongly, and his mind immediately became active, thinking to himself, the relationship between these two people must not be as simple as brothers , there must be some ulterior secret.

So he tried everything possible to find out something from it. After thinking hard, Luo Yueming used another particularly ambiguous sentence, and said bluntly: "You owe me this!"

Lingwen's hand clamping his wrist became stronger and stronger, his handsome facial features were slightly ferocious, the veins on his neck were exaggeratedly exposed, and his eyes were stained with a layer of thick ink that couldn't be smudged. Hearing these words, grief and pain rushed out incomparably quickly.

Just when Luo Yueming thought that he could successfully defeat Lingwen's spiritual defense, the strength of his hand suddenly let out, like a dying fish, slowly no longer struggled.

As if it was just an illusion, Lingwen's expression quickly returned to the original, once again sighed and shook his head in that indifferent tone: "It's an old trick, it's like this every year, every day, every moment, don't you Tired, and I'm tired too."

Luo Yueming became more and more sure that there was a story between the two of them, but what did it have to do with him?The most important thing now is how to rescue the old father-in-law, and then find out the mother-in-law among the many priestesses, and then press the head to make the two fall in love. World.

But the old man, this black and ugly stinky little dragon, is not jealous of men and women, even men are not allowed to let go, just now there are so many portraits of beautiful priestesses, but Luo Yueming's portrait.

Although his current appearance is indeed handsome and extraordinary, he is still a man. As a decent person, does he want to be in two boats, loving the elder brother's dead ghost father while loving the elder brother?

How can this work?He rejects such immorality, both physically and psychologically.

However, Lingwen forced him to dissect Jiaolong's dragon yuan. Luo Yueming's head was dizzy, and he simply squeezed the center of his brows.

Seeing this, Lingwen's expression changed in surprise, and he hurriedly said, "What? Got a headache again?"

The word "you" is used so wonderfully that Luo Yueming pushed the boat along the water, nodded with pain on his face, and said, "It hurts, it hurts, it seems like a sharp knife has penetrated my celestial spirit cover, and there are iron chains binding my body." Hands and feet, thunder from the sky is on my body, the wind is tearing at my body, all limbs are screaming with pain..."

In terms of acting, Luo Yueming is somewhat experienced. After all, he used to be by the senior brother's side, and had to deal with the senior senior brother and the inner demon at the same time.

But I don't know why, he obviously hasn't experienced such pain, but a picture vaguely appeared in his mind, the top of his head was covered with dark clouds, as if a big hole had been broken, and he was tightly bound on a high platform with disheveled hair, with electric shocks above his head. There was thunder and thunder, and the audience was full of people.

The strong wind was blowing so hard that people couldn't open their eyes, and the whole body was wrapped with thick and dark chains, one end of which was still hanging high in the air. Someone clamped his jaw and forced something spicy into his mouth, with a deep voice There was a sudden ringing in the ear, and something was vaguely said.

Luo Yueming was originally a bit of an actor, but now she really had a headache and her face turned pale.Seeing him like this, the Lingwen completely forgot the purpose of the two of them coming here, grabbed Luo Yueming's wrist, and touched his forehead with a curved finger, the dazzling light burst into anger, and the majestic spiritual power gushed in.

The sudden pain gradually dissipated like an ebbing tide.

Lingwen took a deep breath and said after a long time: "You said so much, but you still don't want to dissect the dragon's dragon yuan? Forget it, let me do it!"

As he spoke, he gently pushed Luo Yueming aside, then flipped his right palm, and the dagger suddenly appeared, exuding a white chill.Go straight to the dragon.

Luo Yueming thought to herself, wouldn't this dagger cut off the fertility of Jiaolong completely?That's okay?

Immediately without saying a word, he shot to stop him, Lingwen seemed to know that he would not be honest, so he restrained him with spiritual power, not allowing him to move a little bit.

Luo Yueming was anxious, and hurriedly said: "No!"

As soon as the words finished, I saw the dragon flicking its tail, which made the chains bound on its body jingle, grabbed the dagger with one claw, and heard a click, and broke the dagger.

Luo Yueming immediately groaned, thinking that the old man is amazing, and before he had time to think about it, the chains that restrained the dragon were broken inch by inch, and hundreds of restraints smashed the dragon's body to the dragon scales, bloody and bloody.Jiaolong didn't seem to know the pain, and forced Lingwen back with one tail.

Lingwen was frightened and furious, not knowing why the dragon's cultivation was advancing by leaps and bounds, he stepped back a few steps, suddenly remembered his poor brother, exclaimed "Lingyu", and stretched out his hand to pull him to his side.

How could Luo Yueming be willing, thinking in her heart, although "I" is a wicked thing now, and it is very likely to be the red apricot that my father-in-law Hongxing got out of the wall, the little wild duck that was fucked up, but this It doesn't prevent him from helping the old man escape from birth.

I can't just sit and watch my father-in-law being wiped with a knife, and if I don't make the priest's belly bigger, what should I do?

Gritting her teeth immediately, Luo Yueming said to the dragon, "Don't just run away by yourself, take me with you, kidnap me and run again, whoever dares to stop you, just tear off one of my arms!"

Jiaolong: "..."

Lingwen: "..."

As soon as the words fell, the dragon came over with its claws, holding Luo Yueming in the palm of its hand like it was catching a chicken, and then ignoring Lingwen's obstruction, it slammed into the top of the prison and flew away with a whoosh sound. out.

Luo Yueming only felt that the top of his head suddenly brightened, and screams rang out in his ears. The dragon claws were so huge that they almost wrapped his whole body in it, hovering in mid-air endlessly.

After a while, a lot of people gathered under the feet, and Lingwen chased them out step by step, and hurriedly said to the left and right: "Go to Yuqing Taixu Palace quickly, and ask the priests to come and help! It is necessary to prevent Jiaolong from escaping from the upper realm ! Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous!"

Then with a shake of his wrist, he raised his sword and flew towards him, fighting with the flood dragon at the same place.

Luo Yueming rested her chin on one hand, thinking that if she was taken away by Jiaolong today, the fate of waiting for him would not be so good.

If you turn around and make a nest before your mother-in-law, wouldn't it be embarrassing for your mother-in-law?Even the eldest brother has become the child of a third party, how can this work?

"Brother Long, Brother Long, wait a minute, let me ask you, which priestess do you have your eye on? Tell me, and I will lure you here! It is useless for you to just hijack me. ! I can't give birth to you!"

Jiaolong: "..." He quietly clenched his claws tightly.

"Brother Long! Tell me, how far have you and the priestess developed? Have you already got a dragon egg?"

Jiaolong: "..."

"..." Lingwen took a few steps back in embarrassment, and said angrily: "Do you know what you are talking about? Even if you hate my past, you shouldn't be so self-deprecating! You are now a priest of the upper realm , and a male body, how can I have a child with this dragon?!"

Luo Yueming suspected that there was something wrong with Lingwen's ears, and she clearly meant that she could not have children with Jiaolong, so how did it fall into Lingwen's ears, that is, he wanted to have children with Jiaolong?

When he regained his composure, the surroundings were filled with people, both male and female, wearing elegant long robes, with brocade ribbons adorning their hair crowns, each with immortal bones, wide sleeves facing the wind, stepping on the void, holding hands The magic weapon kept swallowing spiritual power.

It seems that some kind of formation is being formed, and a magic disk appears above the head, which is about to take shape.

Luo Yueming was afraid that these priests would hurt Jiaolong, so he hurriedly walked around to see if there were any young and beautiful priestesses, while patting the dragon's claws, he pretended to be in pain and shouted: "Ah, I hurt so much, my bones are going to be crushed!" It's crushed, the primordial spirit is about to be squeezed out, help, help, it hurts me to death, step back quickly, let the dragon go..."

After hearing this, the rest of the priests were surprised, but the formation in their hands still didn't stop, and some priests even said: "Where is your pain? If you want to pretend, you don't even have any injuries."

When Luo Yueming heard it, it seemed that he couldn't do anything serious, so he pulled out the jade hairpin from his hair, pressed it on his neck, and said loudly: "Stop it! Let this dragon go! Who dares to stop him, I'll kill myself!"

The priests were unmoved, but Lingwen's expression suddenly changed, and he scolded angrily: "You dare! If you dare to hurt yourself, I will smash this dragon into thousands of pieces!"

Before the words fell, there was a shocking dragon roar, and the tail of the Lingwen was repelled fiercely. The Lingwen fell from mid-air like a kite with a broken string, and smashed into the priests like a meteor. inside.

Several priests were smashed and staggered, and their magical artifacts fell to the ground. Lingwen spat out blood, and suddenly appeared with a wave of the folding fan.In a panic, Luo Yueming caught a glimpse from the corner of her eye, and was surprised to see a priestess next to her falling down from mid-air. Unattainable.

Immediately slapping the dragon's claws, Luo Yueming pointed at the priestess excitedly, and said loudly: "Hurry up, save her, save her!"

Jiaolong glanced back at him, and Luo Yueming's face was reflected in his huge pupils. If Luo Yueming could calm down and look at that Jiaolong carefully, he would immediately feel the suppressed excitement and hidden hidden love. meaning.