Lord of Pets

"Well, our Dragon Court is more grand than the Holy Court after all!"

When Shu Qing'er smiled, countless jewelry on her earlobes, wrists, and neck jingled, making her whole body look like jewels.

But after she smiled like a flower, she seemed to remember something and couldn't help but turned sideways and asked:

"I haven't asked you yet, how is the situation with the vampire clan going?"

"Have you been running around for thirty years and yet you haven't caught the vampire princess and investigated the whereabouts of the evil mechanical spirit?"

"This matter... has been put on hold for now."

The curve at the corner of Han Zimo's mouth suddenly disappeared, and a bright light flashed deep in his eyes:

"The clone of the Demonic Elephant Dragon is still wandering inside the gate, searching for traces of blood berries."

"By the way, those vampire families who are hiding like mice will not be able to escape the fate of being imprisoned and banned as long as they are discovered by him."

"But I don't have time to continue to waste on this matter."

"I put down all my tasks and schedules and had to deal with a personal matter. It has a higher priority and is more important."

"No wonder I just finished dealing with the troublesome matter of the Sequence Holy Son. I have dozens more scrolls here, all of which are densely packed with commissions and instructions. It turns out they were all assigned by you..."

Shu Qing'er's face fell instantly, and she looked like she was about to cry.

But after she complained, she suddenly reacted, raised her head abruptly, and stared at Han Zimo's face in disbelief.

That delicate face is as beautiful as a flower and as moving as the spring breeze.

Danfeng's eyes were filled with mist, the bridge of her nose was straight up, and there was even crystal clear wine hanging on the sides of her hot red lips.

The word "stunner" was specially tailored for her, but it was not out of style.

But Shu Qing'er was not in the mood to care about this. After a quick glance, she stared into Han Zimo's eyes and asked firmly:

"How long has it been... until you take that step?"

“It’s not that easy~~~”

Han Zimo yawned and stretched his waist lazily, feeling the fullness in his chest ready to come out.

The curves are so impressive that they can put women in the world to shame.

But her tone was quite casual and she said casually:

"I'm ready to take that step."

"But if I step out, I may not be able to step up."

"Look at how long it has been since the Prisoner Demon and Tiezheng disappeared one after the other. The once invincible and once legendary are just bigger reptiles in front of that chasm."

"If you want to transcend and reach the true realm of the Emperor's Ancestor, have you been able to do so with both hands over the past hundreds of thousands of years?"

"But you are qualified to launch an attack, but I didn't even see your shadow..."

Shu Qing'er seemed to have received a huge blow, and the jewelry was dimmed, as weak as a firefly.

"Follow your own path, and everything else is just a cloud."

Han Zimo smiled sweetly, and the blush on her cheeks became thicker and thicker.

She didn't know whether it was because she was drunk and talking nonsense, or because she was drunk to scold Fang Qiu, but she actually patted the fairy dragon under her and said with great pride:

"Auntie Yao, if one day I come to the Emperor's Ancestor..."

"...The end of the Headless Mountain must be mine!"

"When the time comes! I will entertain all the ancestral dragons and taste the most mellow and sweet divine wine in the world! I will not get drunk for ten days and ten nights!"

"Crazy girl." The Fairy Dragon shook his head, and passed by the gate of heaven with his peripheral vision. After a short stay, he chose to follow the afterimage of the Winter Dragon God and rush into the distance together.

…

"Your Holiness, you were defeated by Xing yesterday. Although you are sincerely convinced, you are still unwilling to accept it."

In a church, Gabriel, the King of Seraphs, and Chi Louxin, the King of Angels, paid a private visit to Bai Wushang.

"If possible, we would also like to compete with Xing and use her as a lesson to examine our own shortcomings."

Gabriel said calmly and forcefully, without being humble or arrogant:

"Of course, if possible, I would also like to meet the third ancestor Garuda and learn what a 'fallen god angel' is..."

Bai Wushang couldn't help but interrupt:

"As for Xing,

She should be very willing to communicate with you in actual combat, which will be beneficial to her swordsmanship. "

"But if Garuda... I'm afraid it won't work!"

"Why?" Chi Louxin was curious.

He tried his best to look into the depths of the church, where he could see the black figure who was surrounded by light, but swallowed up the light source all the time, giving the whole body a darkness.

Just spreading those six wings has supreme power.

And that kind of evil and evil aura is completely different from Xing's external characteristics.

——Both are the supreme angels of God, but in essence, they are very different!

He seemed to notice a strange gaze.

The dark figure turned around, revealing a pair of charming purple eyes.

The next second, his right hand was raised, and all the black was like broken cotton wool, gathered by the strange wind, and gathered at the tip of his index finger.

"His condition is not suitable for sparring."

Bai Wushang flapped his wings, blocking the angel's sight with himself.

Feeling the violent and boiling power of depravity behind him, it gradually subsided, and he explained helplessly:

"Currently, even I can't test Garuda's ability system and actual combat power."

"Because so far, the only person he has no desire to attack is me."

"Secondly, as long as my associated contracted beast doesn't show hostility and keeps a certain distance, he can turn a blind eye."

"Other than that, if any strange aura comes, even if it is an eight-winged angel, he will not hesitate to take aim. He will attack the heart, head and other vital parts at every turn. Not only will he not hold back, but he will also not The process of timidity, fear, and thinking..."

Gabriel and Chi Louxin looked at each other, concealing the surprise between their brows.

They finally understood what Bai Wushang meant:

——They competed with the Six-Winged Sword Sect God Angel, and there were back and forths, but in the end there was room for rescue.

But if the target of the battle is to change to a six-winged fallen god angel.

Bai Wushang was more worried...they wouldn't survive!

"So irritable?" Gabriel opened his mouth. After much thought, he still didn't dare to pay attention and once again ignited the evil fire of his ancestors.

"whisper!

"The little rabbit patted his chest and raised his paws towards the Seraph King.

That look says: "Look at me! Look at me!"

The little rabbit is also very strong and easy to defeat? Why are you just staring at Angel Sister or Angel Grandpa?

Why don't you take the initiative and ask the future Rabbit God for advice?

He is going to be beaten no matter what, so why not let the little rabbit get addicted to the handle and experience how good or bad the King of Holy Angels feels?

"Don't underestimate it, you may not be able to defeat it."

Xing stepped on the ancestor's giant sword and came through the air.

"Your ways of flames and buildings may be able to harm me."

"But if you want to hurt the little rabbit and make it lose a few down, you have to spend your whole life."

"This..." Gabriel still couldn't accept it.

In his perception, Xing's divine power was as dazzling as divine fire, while Little Rabbit's divine power was... soft, weak, and not very eye-catching.

"Oh, aren't you just hiding your bloodline and thinking that rabbits will eat tigers?"

The little rabbit is furry, violently canceling the latent bloodline, and unleashing all its divine power.