There are too many things to say, too many questions to ask, and too many emotions to express. For these two people, Luo Ming is not only the master, but also the support of their beliefs. Staying here all the time is to firmly believe that he will come back. No matter how long it takes, hundreds of years, thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years, they will keep waiting.
"Aren't you curious about why Your Highness did this?" Bingxi's face always had an elegant smile that was just right. It seemed that nothing could break this smile. She raised her eyes lazily, and her lazy and charming voice gave Bing Yue a moment. trance.
"His Royal Highness naturally has his reasons for doing things." Bing Yue coughed twice to ease her unnaturalness, don't overdo it, there was a hint of awkwardness in her indifferent voice.
"I guess His Highness may want to use the hands of other clansmen to suppress Luo Yan and Luo Ying. These two people have been rampant in the Shui Clan for too long. It's time to deal with it." Bingxi didn't seem to notice. His unnaturalness ran down his own hair, speaking to himself.
"The resentful spirit is on the second floor of the seabed, and that person is also on the second floor of the seabed. Go find him first, maybe he will know something." Bing Yue frowned, analyzing bit by bit, if His Highness came back , and killed those resentful spirits, then they will definitely go to the second floor of the seabed, and if they go to the second floor of the seabed, then there is no reason not to meet him. Turning his eyes, he made a decision, slapped the table, and said, "Go to the second floor of the seabed now to find that Flood Dragon, I think he must know something."
"Wait." Bingxi stopped him, looked up at him, and said with a smile, "Are you sure if you go like this, he will tell you what you want to know? You and I both understand his character, how do you say it? , that's not an ordinary difficulty."
"There's no way to deal with it. If he doesn't eat the toast, then he has to be punished." Bing Yue snorted coldly, clenched her fists, and threatened him. That Flood Dragon has always been rampant. He wanted to fight him more than once, but His Highness did not allow it. If it wasn't for His Highness's order, he would have killed him when he challenged him again and again. .
"Does this count as a public revenge?" Bingxi can be said to be the person who knows Bingyue the most, with just one look and one movement, he can understand what he wants to do, the smile in his eyes is even stronger, and he said with a smile, "But I I appreciate you being like this, it seems that it is the first time that we have the same idea by coincidence."
"Let's go, go to the second floor of the seabed." Bing Yue's eyes rarely showed a smile. Although he looked cold, it was difficult to hide his inner excitement. He was gearing up, thinking about how to clean up the dragon for a while. The two smiled at each other, snapped their fingers, and then stood at the entrance to the second floor of the seabed.
"Ah, la la, it's not very good. These people are very unfamiliar. It seems that Luo Yan and Luo Ying have carried out a major exchange of blood in the water." The entrance to the second floor of the seabed was full of people. The guards of the Shui Tribe, holding silver spears in their hands, stood there with a cold expression, not allowing anyone to enter or leave.
"Stop! Who are you!?" The two turned a blind eye to the strict guards, and walked over carelessly. They were stopped by a long spear just after a few steps.