After the rebirth, the delicate master is really fragrant by the apprentices

"Are you still running?"

Long Ling was ruthlessly thrown into the dark dungeon, his body was smashed on the cold ground, blood was poured out from his knees, and the ground was dyed red.

Looking at the familiar surroundings, the young boy's eyes were full of fear, and he shook his head violently, "I won't run away, Ah Ling won't run away..."

The three Dragon Kings had already left, and they didn't want to care about Beihai's affairs at all. The Dragon King of Beihai vented all his grievances on Long Ling.

Whip after whip hit Long Ling's body, the body that had recovered was torn apart...

Long Yuan heard the movement and crawled over from the outside. He didn't have any dragon balls, so he didn't have the strength to stand up, so he could only crawl over.Moreover, all ten fingers were covered with blood.

"Longling! Give me back my king's dragon ball! You robber, you let Ye Yuan steal my king's dragon ball!"

Long Yuan grabbed Long Ling's clothes with both hands, his face was ferocious, like a beggar, his clothes were tattered, his hair was messed up, he was even more embarrassed than Long Ling!

Long Ling was so frightened that he cried, his big eyes were full of tears, and he shook his head in horror, "Ah Ling didn't..."

Long Yuan wanted to slap him hard, but it seemed that he didn't even have the strength to slap someone, so this little bastard was really cheap!

The Dragon King of Beihai helped Long Yuan up with distress, and patted the dust on his body.

"Yuan'er, my father brought him out just to give you his dragon ball."

Long Yuan was ecstatic, and tightly grasped the arm of the Dragon King of Beihai, "Father... Thank you, Father!"

Long Ling's dark blue pupils were full of disappointment. He also imagined that his father and king would treat him like his younger brother, but never...

The Dragon King of Beihai looked coldly at the young boy who was slumped on the ground, without any emotion in his eyes.

"Long Ling, hand over your Dragon Ball and give it to your brother."

Long Ling hesitated for a few seconds, then shook his head, "No..."

Hearing this, Long Yuan spat at him fiercely, spitting all the saliva on his head.

"Father, Long Ling, a white-eyed wolf, is not willing. The King of Loss is so kind to him."

Long Ling pulled the hem of the North Sea Dragon King's clothes, his eyes were full of pleading, "I...I want to see my mother, and then give the dragon ball to my younger brother, father, please..."

Mentioning Longling's mother, the Dragon King of Beihai exuded coldness all over his body. He swung out a sleeve and hit Longling to the wall a few meters away, before rolling down.

A burst of pain came, and Long Ling fell to the ground. The blood on his body stained Gu Qingyu's clothes red, like a bloody man.

The Dragon King of Beihai sneered, "Now that your wings are stiff, how dare you make a condition with me?"

Five claws suddenly stretched out, and white and blue breaths circulated around.

Father wants to forcefully suck out the dragon balls from Long Ling's body!

Long Yuan held his breath, staring at the dragon ball in Long Ling's body with wide eyes.

The dragon ball will be his soon, and he will become the proud son of heaven, the prince of the dragon clan!

"No, I don't want to give him the Dragon Ball!"

Long Ling struggled violently, clutching his chest desperately.

This is his, no one can snatch it!

"You're quite stubborn. I think it's you who are stubborn, or this king's magic power is strong. Even if I tear you apart today, this king will definitely take out your dragon ball!"

The Dragon King of Beihai grabbed Longling's thin neck, covered his head with his big palm, and took the dragon ball from his head. It would be faster, but it would also speed up Longling's death.

Long Ling used his last meager mana to fight against the Dragon King of the North Sea, and tried his best to suppress his Dragon Ball.

His father wanted to kill him himself, and take the Dragon Balls for his younger brother...

Fierce anger engulfed Long Ling's thoughts, and white pearls fell from his eyes.

"No, don't take anything from Ah Ling."

The Dragon King of Beihai continued to increase his strength. He thought he could take it out a long time ago, but he didn't expect this thing to have some meager magic power to resist him.

Let's see how long he can last.

Long Ling suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the arm of the Dragon King of the North Sea, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Don't take Ah Ling's Dragon Ball."

The Dragon King of Beihai was shocked by Long Ling's eyes. Is this the kind of eyes that trash can have?

Just as he was in a daze for a moment, another sharp pain came from his arm, as if it had been disconnected from the middle.

Long Ling pinched the arm of the Dragon King of the North Sea, and there were no stars in the cold eyes of the past, only endless coldness.

"A-Ling said, don't take Ah-Ling's Dragon Ball!"

A dark force erupted from the young man in vain, shaking the Dragon King of the North Sea instantly!

Longyuan, without the dragon ball, was shaken to a place tens of meters away, fell to the ground, and spit out a big mouthful of blood...

The Dragon King of Beihai was angry and shocked, "Long Ling, why are you crazy?"

How could this trash have such a powerful force!

Long Ling stood up slowly, the blue brilliance no longer existed in the dark pupils, like a black hole.

"Father, Ah Ling said, don't take Ah Ling's Dragon Ball..."

Before the Dragon King of the North Sea could speak, someone strangled his neck!

……

When Ye Junyan and Jun Qianyin arrived, Beihai was completely stained red with blood.

Jun Qianyin was worried, "Ah Yan, something must have happened to Ah Ling, let's go!"

Ye Junyan nodded, and the two of them dived into the bottom of the sea together with the barrier.

The Dragon Palace has been completely flattened, the roof has been raised, and the walls have collapsed...

Looking at everything in front of him, Jun Qianyin was shocked, "Ah Yan, did you do this?"

Ye Junyan shook his head innocently, he didn't seem to have destroyed the Dragon Palace so completely...

Suddenly there was a scream in front, like the miserable cry of a dragon...

The two quickly walked towards the source of the sound.

In Nuo Da's dungeon, there was a damp, dark, musty smell. Long Yuan's corpse was hanging at the door. There were countless wounds on his body, and there was no good place on his face. With his eyes open, he looked horrible...

Jun Qianyin glanced at it unpreparedly, her frightened figure trembled, and she leaned against the man's arms.

A nauseating feeling came to my heart, I wanted to vomit...

Ye Junyan immediately covered Jun Qianyin's eyes, and left;

With a light wave of the soul fan, Long Yuan's body was thrown to the ground.

"Master, are you uncomfortable?"

Jun Qianyin shook his head, he had seen many such scenes, but for some reason, this time he was a little dizzy.

Ye Junyan hugged him in his arms distressedly, "Ah Yan hugs, Master closes his eyes."

I almost forgot that Master is in a special situation and cannot see bloody scenes.

"Ah Yan, I'm fine as a teacher. Let's find Ah Ling quickly. I don't know how he is doing now. It looks like someone has invaded the Beihai Dragon Palace."

Ye Junyan took a few steps forward with the man in his arms.Faintly saw the figure of a young man kneeling on the ground.

"Father..."

There was a slight sob, Jun Qianyin looked over and asked softly, "A Ling, is that you?"

Long Ling suddenly turned his head, revealing a strange smile...