Unscrupulous Enchantress: The Eldest Young Miss has Arrived! - Chapter 246

[Chapter 246]

Shuang Ruyue turned her head and smiled brightly: “Not only do I have to press you now, I will be Pope Guangming after I go back, senior.”

“Don’t you hate the Temple of Light, why don’t you leave?” Shan Feiyang asked tightly.

“Hey, the Temple of Light is going to deal with her, so I can’t help but watch.” Shuang Ruyue smiled like sunshine, as if the one who cut human flesh just now was not him.

she? who is she? Could it be… “Why do you do this, she won’t understand your painstaking efforts.” Shan Feiyang said.

“You’re really sensitive, I’m just talking about it.” Shuang Ruyue beckoned: “Let’s go.”

It’s better to destroy what you hate.

Shan Feiyang looked at the back of Shuang Ruyue in a complicated way. The Temple of Light and the Temple of Darkness were in the same situation, but no one knew that he and the Son of Light were actually friends… I hope you can be happy, friend…

A few days later, an extremely explosive news spread throughout the entire continent. The Pope of Light, the Son of Light, succeeded him as the current Pope.

He is the last Pope of the Temple of Light in the Demon Dance Continent…

Look back again.

However, it was said that Lu Shiqian and others were properly placed in Yinlan and took over the escort task. The famous names of Lu Shiqian and Yaohong spread throughout the group that day, and the number of people who signed up for the same task increased exponentially.

Lu Shiqian was afraid that Yaohong might have an accident, and insisted on sharing a room with him.

By the way, you can also inquire why the God of Light insists on getting him.

Lu Shiqian was about to speak when Yaohong suddenly asked, “Do you think I’m a burden?”

Just now, Lu Shiqian took him out of the man’s encirclement, and he got into countless troubles again and again. She should be irritable…

“Uh?” Lu Shiqian didn’t know how to answer, so he had to ask, “Why do you think so?”

Yaohong turned her head away and didn’t speak for a while.

Lu Shiqian touched his nose, a little embarrassed, why is this man so awkward?

At this moment, a message from the main elf tree was uploaded on Lu Shiqian’s spiritual platform: “Master, the Dragon Clan sent a greeting.”

Dragons, like elves, rarely appear in human sight.

Dragons are the nobles in Warcraft. They naturally absorb magic power and are close to the five elements. They are powerful and can fly. They are extremely lethal and are the meat grinder of the battlefield.

Any dragon can grow to 20 stars even if they don’t work hard at all. With a little effort, they can grow to 50 stars. If they work hard, they can grow to 70 stars. There is no problem in growing to 70 stars. With good talent and hard work, the future is limitless.

There are many kinds of dragons, among which the golden dragon is the most noble and talented.

The number of dragons is amazing, and they can be seen on many planes.

Xun Raptor and Heilong were extremely excited. One hundred thousand years ago, the dragons were so beautiful. There were dragons in the streets and alleys. When I heard the news of the dragon clan, the two dragons were of course excited.

Little Zilong Junzun disapproved of the excitement of the two dragons.

Compared with talent and divine power, and more beautiful than stature, no one can compare to Shenlong. He is handsome, but he is of the same race as Lord Qinglong, not a little reptile like a lizard! Speaking of which, on a certain planet called Earth among the planes, a certain country called China believes in them extremely, huh, huh, far too far!

“What did the dragon clan say?” Lu Shiqian asked.

“They hope that the master will go to the Sea of Delusion and they will spend a while.” said the elf master tree.

Since Hughes Milo became a god, the power of the elves in the elf city has risen sharply, especially the main elf tree is divided into four trees: wisdom, life, war, and defense, each performing their own duties, and the strength is recognized by the dragon, and this is recognized by the dragon. , send greetings to Lu Shiqian.

A sea of falsehood?

The power of Bai being sealed is there, the secret of Lu Wushuang is there, and now even the Dragon Clan has invited her to go, and all the clues point directly to the Sea of Falsehood, there is really no reason not to go.

I have decided to go to the sea of falsehood!

“Did you tell me what to do?” Lu Shiqian asked.

A dragon horn came from the main elf tree and said, “They have something to ask for. I hope the master will discuss it later. This horn can guide the master to find them.”

Lu Shiqian threw the horn into the space bracelet, and said solemnly, “Got it.”

Without any hesitation, Lu Shiqian quickly summoned everyone to discuss.

“Master, I’ll go wherever you go.” Death said by pulling Lu Shiqian’s sleeve.

Shang snorted coldly: “Humph!”

The black-haired Weimo has now turned into a silver-haired Weimo, and he said wildly: “Woman, no matter where you go, I will tie you to the waistband of your pants!”

Yao Hong took a long time before he said in a low voice, “I’ll go too.”

Wanfeng frowned slightly: “There are very few missions to go to the Sea of Falsehood. There is only one mission to reach the border of Song State, and get closer to the Sea of Falsehood.”

The Sea of Falsehood is located in the easternmost part of the Three Kingdoms, stretching for tens of millions of miles. Song Guo was the closest to it.

Everyone made a plan and prepared to rest early.

In Lu Shiqian’s room, only Death and Yaohong were left.

After Shang fought against the God of Light today, instead of fighting with Lu Daiqian, the God of Death happily hugged his master and went to bed early.

Since his return, he has never wanted to leave the master for a moment, especially at night, he prefers to hug the master, hug him full, and be full of happiness. He doesn’t sleep, but he likes to watch his master sleep, even though he’s often so electrocuted that he wants to fly into the sky and go around a few times.

No, as soon as he embraced the master, he wanted to come over and kiss her red lips.

How could Lu Daiqian not know what he was thinking, so he covered his lips with his fingers: “Good boy, go to sleep.”

The god of death didn’t kiss the lips, and in dissatisfaction he used his fingers to draw and draw and draw on the sheets.

Alas, I really can’t do anything about him, Lu Diqian grabbed the hand of the god of death and tapped him on his lips, and he smiled happily.

This one is warm and sweet, the other is decadent and sluggish.

Yaohong looked at the two embracing on the bed, she didn’t know whether it was sour, bitter, sweet, salty or spicy. In her memory, it seemed that no one had ever treated her so warmly and calmly.

It would be great if I could be treated like this…