Douluo: Prime Minister, I understand

Chapter 396 The bitter Long Aotian, the peak cognition of supreme strength, Cao An clearly targets Long Shuang'er!
Long Zhentian's hand holding the nine-colored holy lotus trembled slightly. He turned his head to look at his ancestor sadly, and asked, "Look."

"Give..." Long Aotian felt bitter in his heart, with a strong smile on his face.

He put his palms into his sleeves and rummaged again.

"Dragon Crystal."

"Tianzhi."

"ghost blood"

"Fengxia."

"Mysterious Iron Gold Box."

Long Aotian took out dozens of things, and handed them to Long Zhentian all at once.

After Long Zhentian took it, he didn't dare to hesitate at all, and hurriedly handed it over to Cao An, and then he asked with a humble face, "My lord, take a look"

"It's almost there." Cao An received dozens of spiritual objects in his bag, and a harmless smile appeared on his fairy-like face.

Long Zhentian let out a long sigh of relief.

Long Aotian also felt relieved secretly.

Long Aotian cupped his hands at Cao An, this time he did not have the airs of the older generation, and said very gently: "My lord, do you think we can leave?"

"Let's go, come and play more next time!" Cao An smiled.

His smile is beyond bright.

After Long Aotian saw it, his face was pale as if he saw a ghost.

At this moment, he felt that his breathing had stopped.

Again?

Waiting to be blood sucked?
Hidden knife in laughter.

The face is kind and the heart is evil.

Such a person can't be provoked.

It is indeed the supreme being of the human race.

Powerful.

Mature.

His young face is really easy to deceive people.

Long Aotian wanted to measure Cao An secretly in his heart.

In the end, only three words were drawn.

Don't mess with it.

"My lord, I will take my leave."

After finishing speaking, Long Aotian flew to the end of the sky at an extremely fast speed.

Long Zhentian and Long Xiangtian followed closely behind.

They no longer dare to stay for half a minute at this moment.

In an instant.

Cao An stepped forward without spending a single soldier, and the Long family retreated.

Even the ancestors of the Long family left in despair.

Everyone respected Cao An even more.

Empress Yan pursed her lips, and only she could understand the smile in her eyes.

Cao An didn't touch her, but she was already emotional.

"My lord, mighty."

I don't know who shouted, and the bottom suddenly exploded.

"My lord, it's too strong."

"My lord, you are simply the one who created miracles and legends!"

"The patriarch of the Long family was "said" to go away by him, and he is too strong."

"My lord, within half a stick of incense, the Prison Master's cultivation level has been raised above that of a god king. This kind of powerhouse is a role model for my generation!"

"What should I do? I feel like I'm in love with Your Excellency." A tall man showed a fierce look on his face.

The person next to "vomit" immediately retreated in disgust.

"My lord, how did you raise the Prisoner's cultivation base to that of a god king? This is simply amazing!"

"Yeah, such cases can be written into classics."

Hearing the voice below, the corner of Cao An's mouth twitched.

He looked down, and said mysteriously, "Isn't it just a drop of blood on top of the god king?"

Boom~!

There was a sensation and a tremor in the audience.

Everyone looked at Cao An in disbelief.

Above the king of gods.

Just a drop of blood.

This sentence sounds weird, but from Cao An's mouth, it is the truth of life.

"A drop of blood? Can the blood of the Supreme Master improve one's cultivation?"

"It's so terrifying, is the Supreme Lord's strength already so powerful?"

"My lord, a mere drop of blood is already the pinnacle, I can't imagine it."

People were discussing.

Undoubtedly, no one dared to target Cao An.

Even when Cao An said that sentence, their hearts were only calm.

Cao An smiled lightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Of course, if you want to improve your cultivation, you can come to me, provided that you can get the blood out."

As soon as this word comes out.

Everyone's eyes turned silently.

Qi Qi landed on the god-killing blade on the ground.

Four words appeared in their minds.

Physically invincible.

In this world, the only person who is afraid of hurting His Excellency is himself.

"Okay, let's continue the ceremony."

After Cao An finished speaking, he stepped into the hall and sat on the main seat.

Beside, Tang Rou was still eating.

Her belly was round, but she still kept her eyes on a piece of dragon meat.

The royal cronies outside walked in.

The ceremony continues.

Empress Yan sat beside Cao An and asked quietly, "Hey, are you really not afraid that they will plot against you?"

"It doesn't matter." Cao An smiled flatly.

Immediately, Empress Yan was speechless.

How much self-confidence does it take to be able to say this.

Is this absolute power?
Empress Yan felt bitter in her heart, I'm afraid she would never feel it in her life.

The prison master and Long Yang walked in and continued to complete the couple's worship.

This time, the ceremony went fairly smoothly.

No one dared to disturb again.

Cao An's eyes fell on Long Yang, and he took a closer look.

Can't help but smile.

Long Yang's beauty is definitely worthy of the title of Prisoner Queen.

The face under the red gauze is delicate and tender.

And pure desire.

Such a pure woman is really rare.

"Let me tell you quietly, in fact, she is not the number one beauty of the Long family. The number one beauty of the Long family is her aunt, Long Shuang'er, the number one beauty in hell, a figure at the ceiling level of pure desire." Empress Yan leaned lightly towards Cao An , the sound is subtle.

But Cao An heard clearly.

Suddenly Cao An's eyes lit up.

When Empress Yan noticed the light in his eyes, her heart skipped a beat.

It’s over.

Just think that Cao An is just admiring.

It's probably for real now.

"Cao An, Long Shuang'er has a fiancé with good aptitude and outstanding appearance. Don't bother her."

After Queen Yan finished speaking, Cao An had already stood up.

Swish~!

In the main hall, the eyes of the royal family's cronies focused on Cao An again.

The old monster asked: "My lord, you."

Now the old monster is extremely honest and obedient.

Seeing Cao An is like seeing your own ancestors.

"I have something to do. The ceremony will continue. By the way, I will send Tang Rou back later!" Cao An said, walking out of the hall and stepping into the void.

Everyone looked at Cao An's back.

Sigh silently.

"If I have one-thousandth of the strength of the Supreme, it will be enough."

"Yes, I am willing to be a drop of blood of the Supreme."

"I am willing to become the essence of the Supreme!"

"Me too."

Tang Yanrong raised her head to look at Cao An's back, her eyes were surprisingly calm.

This time, she has no prejudice against it.

The battle between the two clans is a big event.

Everyone has everyone's responsibility.

The death of God King Shura is an irreversible fact.

"Cao An, thank you." Tang Yanrong relaxed after finishing speaking.

……

dusk.

Dragon's mansion.

On the north bank of the stream.

Zheng~!Zheng~!

The sound of Guqin sounded, floating above the stream on the north bank, surrounded by sound.

In the center of the pavilion, sat an extremely beautiful beauty.

Pure little face.

Pure desire ceiling.

The number one beauty in hell.

Long Shuang'er.

She is not married yet, she only has a fiancé who has been married since she was a child.

No one noticed when she was playing the piano.

Above the pavilion, a man in white has appeared, leaning against the eaves of the pavilion.

(End of this chapter)