Please, I Really Don’t Want To Fall in Love With My Master!

Feng Yulin stepped into the mountain gate, followed behind Sun Elder, carefully looking around.

Xuanling Mountain covers a vast area, winding and undulating.

The mountains are dotted with stars, and the main peak is guarded among them.

There is a luxurious palace on the main peak, soaring into the sky, with green tiles and vermilion tiles, exuding an incomparable grandeur.

Just looking at it from a distance makes people feel more stressed.

The young disciples walking around had a steady aura and restrained divine light, obviously they were all of extraordinary strength.

"Is this the first case in Haotu?"

Feng Yulin clicked his tongue secretly.

Regardless of his energy or strength, he was shocked.

At the same time, there will inevitably be some gaps.

The Dragon Clan originally occupied half of the vast land, and could compete with the Human Clan, but the gap is not so great now.

"It doesn't matter, as long as there is the Emperor Dragon, our clan has the hope of rising!"

Feng Yulin's eyes flickered, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Out of sight of the sun, isolated from the world.

They have had enough of this kind of life!

Be sure to seize this opportunity!

Come to the Great Hall.

Sun Elder reached out and knocked on the door knocker, and said loudly: "Sir, a guest is here."

After a while.

The door opened slowly.

Sun Elder turned sideways, "Come in, please."

Feng Yulin took a deep breath, raised his legs and walked in.

Go through the corridor to the inside of the Great Hall.

I saw a woman in a snow velvet robe sitting on a black chair on a high platform directly in front of her.

His skin was as snowy as snow, and his appearance was absolutely beautiful, but the coldness between his brows and eyes was daunting.

I think it should be the Leng Sect Leader.

Sitting beside her was a woman in green shirt and a Taoist nun, both with unfathomable auras.

Feng Yulin didn't dare to trust him, cupped hands said: "Feng Yulin is the current patriarch of the survivors of the Western Regions. If he came to the door rashly, it is no wonder that he still looks at the head of the cold."

Yi Qinglan and Chu Lingchuan looked at each other.

Dragon patriarch?

What did he come to Xuanling Mountain for?

Feng Yulin waved his sleeve robe, and a treasure chest appeared out of thin air.

Open the box cover, suddenly the divine light flickered, and the Immortal Qi in the Great Hall was full.

Dragon Blood Grass, Nether Flower, Black Dragon Pearl... The boxes are full of rare fairy materials and treasures.

"A little meeting gift is not a respect~"

Feng Yulin's posture was extremely low, without the slightest arrogance of the dragon clan.

Leng Wuyan was unmoved, and said lightly: "If you don't have anything to do, you can go to the Three Treasures Palace. Clan Chief Feng should talk about business."

Feng Yulin cautiously said: "To tell the truth from the head of Leng, I came here this time just to see Huanglong."

He can already be sure that the imperial dragon is in this mountain gate.

But at this moment, I still can't figure out Leng Wuyan's attitude.

In case the other party gets murderous...

Thinking of this, Feng Yulin couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

"Just for this?"

Leng Wuyan shook her head, raised her hand and said: "Here, the imperial dragon you are looking for is right there.

Feng Yulin froze for a moment, then turned his head to look.

I saw a white-haired girl squatting in a corner, holding a shell and chewing hard.

The handsome man at the side said helplessly: "Stop chewing, this is not edible."

"Wooooow."

Cang Lan Chuuxue bit her teeth and refused to let go.

She felt the unique breath of Dao on the clam shell.

If you eat it, you will definitely become stronger!

But at this moment, the clam shell is tightly closed, and it cannot be opened no matter what.

Cang Lan Chuuxue became angry from embarrassment, a silver light lit up between her brows, her hands turned into dragon claws, trying to forcefully break open the clam shell.

Boom!

In the next second, Japan hit her on the head.

The breath disappeared in an instant.

Li Ran said unhappily: "I told you, this is not seafood!"

Cang Lan Chuuxue rubbed her head, with an aggrieved expression on her face, "I just take a small bite~"

Feng Yulin's voice moved.

Is this the Royal Dragon?

Why is it different from what I imagined...

But the breath just now was indeed correct.

He walked up to Cang Lan Chuuxue and knelt down on one knee, "Feng Yulin of the Fenglong Clan, pay respects to the Emperor Dragon!"

Cang Lan Chuuxue was taken aback [questioned: "You... have something to do with me?"

Feng Yulin took out a Qingshi board from his arms.

I saw the pattern carved on it:

A giant dragon stood on the top of the mountain, screaming up to the sky, and the dark clouds behind it cracked, like a door leading to the unknown.

"Back then, the pure-blooded dragons disappeared one after another, and the strength of the dragons declined rapidly."

"For the future of our family, the ancestors exhausted their efforts and finally got a glimpse of the Celestial Secrets in the chaos.

"It is predicted that a real dragon will come to the world in Haotu, and this will be a turning point in the fate of the dragon clan."

"We have been waiting for a thousand years for this day."

Speaking of this, Feng Yulin's voice was a little choked up.

The original "king in charge of the sky" has become a survivor hiding in the mud.

Only they themselves know the pain.

Cang Lan Chuuxue looked at the Qingshi board, frowned and said, "Are you sure it's me?"

Feng Yulin said: "Of course, you are the Canglan clan, who else is there besides you?"

Cang Lan Chuuxue squeezed her chin and said, "." But this dragon has a crown on its head, it looks... like a husband?"

The giant dragon depicted on the slate has a strong figure and a three-pronged crown on its head, which is indeed very similar to Li Ran's Holy Dragon Crown.

"Wait, see?"

Feng Yulin was puzzled and said, "You already have a partner?"

"That's right."

Cang Lan Chuuxue hugged Li Ran's arm and said, "We have already received Zulong's approval."

As if struck by lightning, Feng Yulin said with difficulty: "Your partner is him?!"

There is no trace of dragon bloodline on this man, he is obviously a human race!

Cang Lan Chuuxue said proudly: "My husband Bloodline is pure and an incomparably noble existence, even my name was given by him."

"How, how is it possible?"

Feng Yulin swallowed.

The majestic Sky Emperor Dragon actually became a partner with the human race, and even passed the blood inscription ceremony?

This is completely beyond his cognition.

Looking at the Qingshi board, Li Ran always felt an inexplicable familiarity.

Stretching out his hand, a light blue tattoo emerged on the back of his hand (of King Ma).

The texture is fine and complex, and it seems that there is water and light flowing.

"Sea Dragon Seal?!"

Feng Yulin's pupils contracted.

This is the mark of Hai Dragon King Aoli, how could it appear in the hands of a human race?

At this moment, the Qingshi board glows fluorescently, reflecting the sea dragon seal.

A blue breath evaporated from the stone slab and submerged into Li Ran's body.

snap.

With a soft sound, the slate turned into fly ash and dissipated.

Before Feng Yulin could react, the dazzling light lit up, making everyone unable to open their eyes.

"Roar!"

Amidst the deafening dragon chant, a huge silver dragon soared into the sky with a three-pronged crown on its head, and the air was filled with brilliant dragon majesty!

"This, this is..."

Feng Yulin's eyes widened, his jaw almost fell to the ground.

Cang Lan Chuuxue smiled and said: "I told you, my husband is the most noble existence in the world!"