Shuang Ruyue turned her head and smiled brightly: "Not only do I want to overwhelm you now, but I will be the Pope of Light after I go back, and I will be a senior."
"Don't you hate the Temple of Light, why don't you leave?" Shan Feiyang asked urgently.
"Hey, the Temple of Light is going to deal with her, so I have to watch." Shuang smiled like a moonlight, as if the one who cut people up just now wasn't 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." Shuang Ruyue waved her hand: "Let's go."
It's better to destroy the things you hate in your own hands.
Shan Feiyang looked at the back of Shuang Ruyue in a complicated way. The Temple of Light and the Temple of Darkness are in conflict, but no one knows that he and the Son of Light are actually friends... I hope you can find happiness, friend...
A few days later, a piece of 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 Magic Dance Continent...
Turn your gaze back again.
However, it was said that Lu Yiqian and the others had settled down in Yinlan and took over the escort mission. On that day, the fame of Lu Yiqian and Yaohong spread throughout the group, and the number of people who signed up for the same mission doubled instantly.
Lu Yiqian was afraid that something might happen to Yaohong, so he insisted on sharing a room with him.
By the way, you can also find out why the God of Light insists on getting him.
Just as Lu Yiqian was about to speak, Yaohong suddenly asked, "Do you think I'm a burden?"
Just now Lu Yiqian led him out of the men's encirclement, and he got into countless troubles again and again, she should be irritable...
"Eh?" Lu Yiqian didn't know how to answer, so he could only ask, "Why do you think so?"
Yaohong turned her head away and didn't speak for a while.
Lu Yiqian rubbed his nose, a little embarrassed, why is this man so awkward
At this moment, Lu Yiqian sent a message from the Elf Master Tree on the spiritual platform: "Master, the Dragon Clan has sent a greeting."
Dragons, like elves, rarely appear in the field of vision of humans.
Dragons are the nobles in Warcraft. They naturally absorb magic power and get close to the five elements. They are powerful and flyable. They are extremely lethal, and they are meat grinders on the battlefield.
Any dragon, even if he doesn't work hard all his life, can grow to twenty stars. With a little effort, he can grow to fifty stars. If he works hard, he can grow to seventy stars.
There are many kinds of dragons, among which the golden dragon has the noblest bloodline and the best talent.
The dragons are staggering in number and can be seen on many planes.
Xun Raptor and Black Dragon were extremely excited. How beautiful the Dragon Clan was a hundred thousand years ago, there were dragons everywhere in the streets and alleys, but now let alone seeing it, it is hard to hear it. Immediately after hearing the news about the dragon clan, the two dragons were of course excited.
Xiao Zilong Junzun didn't take it seriously for the excitement of the two dragons.
No one can compare to Shenlong in terms of talent, divine power, and beauty. He is handsome, but he is of the same race as Lord Qinglong, and he is definitely not a reptile like a lizard! Speaking of which, on a certain planet called Earth among the planes, a certain country called China believes in them very much, huh, that's a long way off!
"What did the Dragon Clan say?" Lu Yiqian asked.
"They want their master to go to the Sea of Illusion and meet them for a while," said Elf Lord Tree.
Since Hughes Milo became a god, the strength of the elves in the Elf City has greatly increased, especially the four trees of wisdom, life, war, and defense are divided into the main elf tree. , send greetings to Lu Yiqian.
Sea of Illusion
Bai's sealed power is there, and Lu Wushuang's secret is there. Now that even the Dragon Clan invites her to go, all the clues point to the Sea of Illusion. There is really no reason not to go.
It's decided, go to the Sea of Illusion!
"Did you tell me what to do?" Lu Yiqian asked.
A dragon horn came from the Elf Lord Tree and said: "They have something to ask for, and I hope the master will discuss it in detail after he goes. This horn can guide the master to find them."
Lu Yiqian threw the horn into the space bracelet, and said in a deep voice, "Got it."
Without any hesitation, Lu Yiqian quickly called everyone to discuss.
"Master, I will go wherever you go." The God of Death said as he pulled Lu Yiqian's sleeve.
Shang snorted coldly: "Hmph!"
The black-haired Wei Mo has now turned into a silver-haired Wei Mo, and he said wildly: "Woman, no matter where you go, I will tie you to the waistband of my trousers!"
Yao Hong spent a long time before saying in a low voice, "I'm going too."
Wanfeng frowned slightly: "There are very few missions to go to the Sea of Illusion, and there is only one mission to reach the border of Song State, which is closer to the Sea of Illusion."
The Sea of Illusion is located at the easternmost point of the Three Kingdoms, stretching for tens of millions of miles. The State of Song is the closest to it.
Everyone set their schedule and prepared to rest early.
In Lu Yiqian's room, only Reaper and Yaohong were left.
After today's battle with the God of Light, Shang did not fight with Lu Yiqian again, and the God of Death happily embraced his master and went to bed early.
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Since he came back, he never wants to leave his master for a moment, especially at night, he prefers to hug his master, full of hugs, full of happiness. He doesn't sleep, but he likes to watch his master sleep, even though he is often so shocked that he wants to fly to the sky and circle around a few times.
No, as soon as he embraced his master, he wanted to lean over and kiss her red lips.
How could Lu Yiqian not know what he was thinking, and blocked his lips with his fingers: "Good boy, sleep."
The Grim Reaper did not kiss his lips, and drew and drew on the bed sheet with his fingers in desire and dissatisfaction.
Alas, there is really nothing to do with him, Lu Yiqian grabbed the hand of God of Death, and tapped on his lips, and then he burst into a smile.
This room is warm and sweet, but that room is decadent and sluggish.
Yaohong looked at the two people hugging each other 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 peacefully.
How great it would be if I could be treated like this... (to be continued)