Thinking of this, the black dragons were filled with excitement.
"That's very good. I will ask you to handle this matter. If you do it well, you will be rewarded."
Jun Mohuang looked at these black dragons in amusement, wondering if these black dragons were the enemies of the Black Dragon Lord in their previous life, and they would be tricked by the Black Dragon Lord in this life.
"Thank you Goddess, thank you Emperor!"
The Black Dragon Lord's eyes lit up like light bulbs.
What it needs most now is rewards, and Little Begonia will give them rewards when the time comes.
The Black Dragon Master wanted to laugh crazily at the thought of enjoying double rewards.
"What are you still doing? Let's go immediately!"
The Black Dragon Venerable was full of spirit, stretched out his dragon claws, and rushed out of the hall following the Snow Domain Lord Feng Yunqi.
Elder Ancestor and other black dragons did not know what kind of tragic fate awaited them, and they were confident that the black dragon master had some clever plan in doing this. So they followed quickly with hope.
Except for Di Lingtianjun Mo Huang and his family of three, there was only one girl in white left in the entire Huangyu Hall.
The girl in white was tied up like a rice dumpling.
On the way back, everyone thought she was too noisy, so a ball of white cloth was stuffed in her mouth, and the girl in white could only make a whimpering sound.
The girl in white was lying on the ground, her eyes fixed on Jun Mohuang on the throne that represented the supreme power. Strong hatred and unwillingness surged in her eyes.
Above the phoenix feathers, represents the goddess of the nine-feathered flame phoenix clan, and only the goddess of the nine-feathered flame phoenix clan is qualified to hold that position.
The throne is exquisite and gorgeous, made up of tens of thousands of phoenix feathers, constantly attracting the attention of the girl in white.
The funny thing is that she has been the goddess queen of the Nine-Feathered Flame Phoenix Clan, but has never sat in this position.
It was Jun Mohuang, the thief, who stole her position. That position belongs to her, it belongs to her!
She should be sitting in that position, sitting next to Emperor Wuming Emperor Lingtian, while Jun Mohuang was tied into a rice dumpling and thrown to the floor at her disposal!
"Jun Mohuang, you thief and bitch, give me my place back!"
The girl in white's eyes became more and more unwilling, and her eyes were bloodshot and red with anger. She struggled with her body and moved towards the throne with difficulty.
No, she must sit on the throne, she must!
The girl in white has become obsessed. Her only obsession now is the throne in front of her. This is the meaning of her continued survival.
The girl in white struggled to squirm on the cold floor and approached the throne with difficulty.
She was tied too tightly, and every time she moved, her body would be tightened by the rope. The rope quickly tore her clothes and cut into her flesh. The girl in white was covered in blood, but she still gritted her teeth and persisted.
"Still don't give up."
Jun Mohuang looked at the girl in white with strangely complicated eyes. She didn't know whether to praise the girl in white for her ambition, or to say that she was ambitious and pursued things that didn't belong to her.
"Huang'er, it seems we are too kind to this woman."
Di Lingtian's eyes narrowed slightly. No one likes others to insult their wife, especially him.
Di Lingtian flicked his slender fingers, and a burst of vitality shot into the eyebrows of the girl in white.
The girl in white let out a scream, and her sea of consciousness was turned into a paste.
The sea of consciousness was shattered by force, and this pain was ten times more painful than a dagger piercing the heart.
In extreme pain, the girl in white found that she could no longer say a bad word about Jun Mohuang and Xiao Haitang. The sea of consciousness was broken, and the transmission of secret words was even more impossible.
(End of chapter)