After Setting up Her Own Stall, the Bigshot in Mystic Arts Went Viral

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Sensing the change in the mood of the guardian outside, Xiaolong, who was trying to break the shell, felt a thump in his heart.

It thinks with a brain the size of a sesame seed.

There are two people outside.

A guardian that makes it feel dangerous, a guardian that makes it feel warm, just makes it feel warm, why does it suddenly make it feel tense?

Are you playing mentality?

Shortly after.

A little dragon as thick as a thumb crawled out of the egg. It was blue all over, and its whiskers were as thin as hair. It looked less majestic and more cute as it looked towards Qujian. Childhood rebellious.

Qu Jian'er flicked the little dragon away.

. ???. Xiaolong: Do you know how much a broken brain can hurt a dragon's dignity?

The little dragon that was thrown into the eggshell roared and crawled out of the shell. It quickly learned to ride the clouds, flew in the air and shot water arrows at Qu Jian'er.

It's a pity that the water arrow, which should be dreadful, is only as long and thick as a little finger. new

There is no way, who made the little dragon just born, there is not so much strength to support it.

Qu Jian'er had a kind face.

While smiling.

There was a fire in her hand.

Xiaolong subconsciously hid behind Long Shuilin.

He still hasn't forgotten that he was brutally beaten by Qu Jian'er when he still had an egg - he was kicked like a ball by the opponent.

Xiaolong shook his head instantly, if there was a narrator singing, it must be a dirge ballad.

It is different from Long Shuilin.

The little dragon lived in the egg for eight thousand years.

It is the loner.

Xiaolong sobbed aggrievedly.

In its inherited impression, their dragon clan is a proud existence, but one day, disaster struck.

There is almost no trace of blood in the dragon habitat, and there is no doubt that it is a space shrouded in death.

It seems that there are countless disciples who believe in death. They are man-made disasters. The dragons know that they have been cruelly abandoned by the world, and humans are the new favorites.

In order to preserve a little blood of the Dragon Clan, the elders of the Dragon Clan sealed it for thousands of years.

The Dragon Clan always believes that one day in the near future, there will still be a place for them in this world.

It waits and waits.

Wait for yourself to be awakened.

It thought that a new era belonging to the dragon family had come.

Who would have thought that in this world there would be an existence more terrifying to dragons than the real dragon slaying knight.

Thinking of this, Xiaolong didn't bother to cry, he tried his best to raise his head and stared at Qu Jian'er.

Qu Jian'er said to humanity with a serious heart: "Educate well, the cubs nowadays can't be pampered or spoiled."

Long Shuilin expressed that he understood very well.

He held the little dragon thoughtfully.

He used to think that he was alone and could live in whatever way he wanted, but he never thought that he would have an intersection with the mysterious Dragon Clan.

Since it is destined by God.

Then he will be the father of the dragon cub, and let the majesty of the dragon clan reappear in this world.

Xiaolong: I just want to be a salted fish dragon.

Qu Jian'er's bad thoughts emerged, and she strongly suggested: "The child is old, let's put some clothes on it."

Long Shuilin nodded heavily.

Definitely not naked.

Xiaolong understands, but it can't speak human language. It stepped on Long Shuilin's head to express its protest.

Long Shuilin thought it was happy: "Teacher Qu, then I'll take it to order clothes first."

heard the words.

The little dragon above Long Shuilin's head was at a loss, do they still need to wear clothes?

Why doesn't it know about this?

Qu Jian'er bid farewell to others.

Before the opponent leaves, don't forget to grab a wisp of dragon spirit.

Successfully caused the dragon to jump.

Long Shuilin thought it was reluctant to part with Qu Jian'er, so it was busy with Xiaolong

Comforting in the ear: "Don't worry, don't worry, it's okay, you will see each other often in the future."

A little dragon: no!

Qu Jian'er endured it, but she couldn't hold back her laughter. After seeing the dragon and the dragon go away, she waited at Huangquanxing again.

In the end, Lan Xiaonan got a definite reply. She could negotiate with the underworld on behalf of human beings, and her salary would be doubled.

Qu Jian'er pretended to go through a small cutscene, and returned to the main star with double the reward.

Just got back.

He was escorted into the palace by Qi Yin.

Qu Jian'er leaned on the back of the seat: "Is the matter settled?"

Qi Yin showed his big white teeth: "Ma'am is right."

Hear the change in the address of the other party.

Qu Jian'er just smiled and said nothing.

Along the way, Qu Jian'er saw only the public's support for Zuo Chen on the virtual screen at the side of the street.

no doubt.

Zuo Chen really achieved a phased victory.

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The corridors of the palace are dim, and the wall lamps are dimly lit.

The man standing sideways by the window had a gloomy face, with a sickly reddish eye.

Zuo Chen's whole body was filled with a terrifying and dangerous aura, even the beads on his wrist seemed to be glowing coldly.

It was a kind of bloodthirsty wildness emanating from the bones, and the arc light in the dark pupils was like ice blades, a strong sense of oppression hit the face, and no one dared to look directly at it.

Zuo Chen noticed Qu Jian'er.

His cold eyebrows slightly raised.

The cold breath all over his body changed suddenly.

The two looked at each other across the corridor.

it is more than words.

The old lord knelt on the ground, his head drooping to his chest, and he smiled ho-ho, without the distress of being a prisoner at all.

Blood was dripping from his mouth.

He looked at Zuo Chen with blurred eyes.

The old lord sneered: "No matter how you say it, I have won you for 30 years, and the empire has also stolen your luck for 30 years."

There was a chilly terror in that voice, which sounded very familiar and piercing in the dark.

Let the listener's hair stand on end.

Anyone who hears the words of the old lord and knows that his life has been stolen will not have a good face.

But Zuo Chen didn't change his expression.

Zuo Chen took off the beads on his wrist with his well-articulated hands.

He held the six strands of wooden beads in his hand and turned them slowly, the beads collided with each other, making a crisp sound, Zuo Chen obviously didn't take the old lord's words seriously.

Qu Jian'er walked to Zuo Chen's side: "Then use your 300 years of Yinshou in exchange."

Her words made the old lord think that the smell of gunpowder smoke permeating the air had all dissipated, and the old lord stared in Qu Jian'er's direction in a daze, confused.

What does Qu Jian'er mean by this?

He already knew that Qu Jian'er was a warlock, but no matter how strong a warlock was, it was impossible for him to have anything to do with the underworld.

Why did Qu Jian'er say such big words?

When Zuo Chen's aura was fully opened, his tone of voice was unquestionable: "Don't worry about him."

It is impossible for Qu Jian'er not to care.

Even if it was Qingchen's scheme, it was indeed the old ruler who caused Zuo Chen to suffer for nearly 30 years.

She comforted Zuo Chen.

Throw the old master into the underworld.

And choose to see it in person.

The old lord's eyes went dark, and when he woke up, he found himself in a very strange and terrifying place.

The surroundings are not messy at all, but the ground one after another looks like demons crawling on the ground.

A certain force is waiting for the opportunity to move.

I don't know from which gap the wind poured in ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ driving the air to whistling.

The environment renders a large blurred phantom, like a monster with teeth and claws.

At this time, there were a few strands of black clouds floating down, they seemed to be tentacles of demons, shaking and flying.

As if it could devour him at any time.

There is no light.

Human perception is limited.

No matter how tough the old king's heart is, his heart will collapse after staying in this environment for a long time.

I don't know how long it took.

The old lord shouted in embarrassment: "Zuo Chen! You, kill me if you have the ability!"

Qu Jian'er laughed, "This is the first time I've heard such a request, and I will satisfy you."

When the old lord lowered his head again, his "broken" body had already been pierced by countless pairs of terrifying claws...

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