Martial Peak

“Does it worth it?”

The light inquiry sounded, and Fuxi looked up at Mo Huang. The thick scorpion on the chin poked on her forehead, and it was itchy, but she was so attached to the feeling that her head was slightly moving and gently rubbing. It seems to be printed in the depths of the soul.

Mo Huang's rough face was tender and sweet, and she reached out and touched her cheek. She smiled slightly: "If the river is like a painting, how can you get a little cinnabar between your eyebrows?"

The beauty of Fuxi is bright and bright.

Mo Huang grinned again: "Li Wuyi, the kid said this before, I just used it."

Fuxi smirked and said: "There was no clothes."

Mo Huang sighed: "These years have made you suffer."

Fuxi shook his head and said: "I have expected this for a long time. Nothing suffers. Isn’t it goodbye today?"

Mo Huang said: "This time, you will never let me leave me again!"

"That is to be enemies with the entire Long Island." Fuxi put his head on Mohuang's spacious chest and listened to his heartbeat, but he heard the most beautiful fairy in the world, his face full of happiness. Smile.

Mo Huang said: "Since the day you and I met, I have already made plans to be an enemy of Long Island."

When they met, they were swaying and swaying, and at a glance they recognized that the proud person was a dragon, the beast of the beast, and the beast of the world, but never had the experience of the dragon, and the heart suddenly became eager to move. It’s out of control. A few times, the design of Sanfan was close, and even strong, finally surrendered to her, but unexpectedly stepped into the gentle township, and since then, I have not been able to extricate myself, and I have also formed a grievance with the dragons.

When I thought about it, Mo Huang had a warm smile on the surface, which was the most sensible decision I made.

"How is Xiaoqi?" Fuxi suddenly asked.

"It has grown up, and some of them have been spoiled. You should go back to Lingmao Island to discipline her."

Fuxi said: "She doesn't know her identity?"

Mo Huang shook his head and said: "I haven't told her yet. Well, talking about this girl is very annoying recently."

"What's wrong?" Fuxi was shocked. After all, it was his own flesh and blood. Although she had never seen her face since she was born, can she and her mother and daughter not care?

"There is a stinky boy who wants to forget the girl." Mo Huang said with a black face.

Fuxi stunned and immediately laughed.

"Why are you laughing?"

Fu Xi stopped laughing and said: "To calculate the age, Xiaoqi is almost the same time. It is not surprising that one or two men can enter her sight."

Mo Huang turned his head into a rattle: "No, no, she is too young, not considering this."

Fuxi said: "I have given birth to her, but I have never had the chance to manage her. I care about her things, but don't let her hate you."

Mo Huang was shocked: "She would hate me for that stinky boy?"

Fu Xiaozui smiled and said: "That can't be said, my daughter is big, they are all extroverted."

Mo Huang heard the words, his face was darker, and suddenly some of them suffered.

"Okay, let's go and see."

Mo Huang frowned: "Don't go, let's talk here, wait until the two old guys deal with the dragon."

Fuxi looked up at him: "Take me to see it, it is my family after all."

Her little bird is like a human being, Mo Huang is the most unbearable, and he always swears: "Well, since you said so, then go and see." After a pause, he smiled: "If it is good luck." If you can, you can still see the stinky boy."

When the words fell, they flew out with Fuxi.

After a sigh of relief, he later said: "You mean, the man that Xiaoqi looks at is also in Long Island?"

"Yeah, this time I can come in without knowing it, but I borrowed his light." Mo Huang’s dagger, if not Yang Kai’s troubles on Longdao’s side, attracted Zhu Yan and Fu. His attention, he can not sneak in.

Normally, if he sets foot on Long Island, he will be discovered by Zhu Yan and Fu Xi in the first time.

"He is a dragon?" Fu Yan brows a bit. She is a dragon in her own right. Naturally, she knows how bad the private life of the male dragons in the dragons is. If her daughter is a dragon, it is really difficult.

"It's not a dragon, it's just a personal class." Mo Huang shook his head back.

"Human..." Fuxi is even more strange. "How can a human enter Long Island? And what does he come to Long Island?"

Mo Huang’s mouth twitched and spit out two words: “Catch the pro!”

Fuxi looked strange.

Under her constant questioning, this was the shocking event that Yang Kai had done in Long Island. He suddenly felt amazed and thought that this guy was too courageous. Turning to think about it, how is this guy named Yang Kai similar to Mo Huang's situation?

All of them are human races, and they all became husband and wife with a dragon girl. They were strongly opposed by Long Island and forced to become enemies with Long Island.

Fuxi suddenly had some sympathy for Yang to open.

Mo Huang is one of the ten emperors. Even he could not take himself away from Longdao. That Yang Kai will definitely not work this time. This section of the dragon love is destined to end in tragedy. The dragon's stubbornness is verified. .

......

Suddenly a figure emerged in the sea, attracting the attention of Yang Kai and others.

When I turned around, I saw that the body had recovered to the height of one person, and the smog mist was flying from the sea.

Both Zhu Qing and Volunte looked at it with suspicion. I don't know where this guy came from, but the spirit of the Holy Spirit is so obvious that they recognize the identity of the stone fire at a glance.

What makes them feel surprised is that this stone fire actually has the breath of Yang Kai. If you don't look at it with the naked eye, but if you look at it, you may mistake it for Yang Kai himself.

Zhu Qing suspiciously turned to Yang.

Yang Kai whispered: "Own people."

The body of the body is a combination of its own distraction and stone scorpion. Even if it merges with the origin of the stone fire, it becomes the sacred stone fire, but the foundation will not change.

It had a big battle with a dragon before. Now that he is alone, it is obvious that the opponent has already ran, and I don’t know what the outcome of the battle is.

Yang Kaizheng wants to ask, but he has left him in the same place.

"Wuhan is here!"

Yang Kai said: "How do you know?"

Zhu Qing also frowned: "Wu Wu? Which Wuhuan?"

Volunte laughed: "How is this name the same as the name of the previous Heavenly Emperor?"

Heavenly Emperor, it is a generation of legends, there have never been people who can surpass the existence of hundreds of thousands of years, so even the proud dragons are impressed with this name, very jealous.

The body said: "I shouldn't wake up today, it is awakened by a power."

"What power?"

"The power of the practice of my cultivation!"

It said that Yang Kai suddenly felt that things were inconsistent. The practice of the practice of the body is the tactic of the celestial warfare, and the tactic of the celestial warfare is the magical power created by the Wuhuan. The great Emperor of the year relied on this martial art to be able to traverse the invincible hand of the universe. The battle of the emperors died in him. There are several great emperors in your hand.

If there is anyone in this world who can sense the existence of Wuhuan, then only the body of law is the only one.

It’s no wonder that the body will wake up in advance. It’s not that the previous inference was wrong, but a special situation.

"How could he be in Long Island? If he was in Long Island, wouldn’t that predecessor be in Long Island?"

After the Battle of Xinghai, Wusong and Duan Hongchen shared the spirit of the two souls. Later, in the mirror of the Qingyang Temple, Wuhua robbed the body of control and escaped from the Qingyang Temple.

Yang Kai did not expect that there would be a black-and-white figure in this Long Island.

Thinking about it, Yang Xinzhong’s sudden rise, the reason why the body of the body can feel the existence of Wuhuan is nothing more than because of the use of the sacred warfare method by Wuhuan, Wuhuan’s impossibility to display the warfare method for no reason, and then Lenovo In the scene of the previous dragon and rain, a thought that made Yang Kai’s horror emerged.

"Not good!" Yang opened his head and looked in one direction. He shouted: "Follow me!"

When the words fell, they had already flew out. During the flight, the sound of the blast in the body was restored, and the original appearance was restored.

After they left, the former defeated dragons looked at each other and chased them up.

Wuhuan appeared in Longdao, and it also used the tactics of the heavens. Now that the dragons have fallen, he is likely to have swallowed a dragon. Being under the command of the great emperor, there is also a devastating warfare. If you don't stop it, no one knows how much harm Wuhua can cause.

He is not concerned about the safety of Long Island, but they can be there on both the Yan and Jiufeng. If they encounter Wuhuan, they will not be able to resist it.

After the effort, Yang Kai has already rushed back to the original battlefield.

Looking up, I can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Both Luyan and Jiufeng are intact, and the dragons who fought with them have already stopped fighting, and their faces are ugly gathered together. The fall of the dragons has obviously caused an unimaginable impact on them. At this time, who still has the mind to fight again?

Moreover, there are not many dragons here, and it is obvious that Wuhuan is not here.

Seeing the arrival of Yang Kai, Liu Yan quickly flew over.

Yang Kai reached out and touched her head and said, "Is it okay?"

Liu Yan shook his head.

She won the benefit of today's World War I. After all, the experience with the Dragons is really rare. I believe that after this war, her strength has improved.

"Yang Xiaozi, what are you doing?" Jiufeng glared at Yang Kai and asked with a frown.

If the dragon is really Yang, then he will be in a difficult situation, so Jiufeng inevitably asked one more.

Yang Kai shook his head and said: "Not me."

Jiufeng suddenly said: "Who is that? Is it true that Zhu Yan and Fu Xi really died one? Oh... when I didn't say it."

She turned her head and looked in one direction. There were two flashes of lightning and blue light, and the blink of an eye fell to the front of the crowd, revealing the figure of Zhu Yan and Fu Xi.