Ling Luo sat up straight, looked at Xuanyuan Yu, and said with a light smile: "Where am I so fragile, I won't get in the way if I shake it a few times." ”

"Hey, hey, little silly bird, you've been trained." The cheap dragon happily lay in the handful of golden retrievers, cocked Erlang's legs, and said proudly, "You are a mount, you have to obediently ride for others and for the emperor." ”

Black Feather couldn't say anything, and let out an angry howl at the endless sky.

Ling Luo sighed lightly, beckoned to his undisciplined cheap dragon, and said, "Okay, prison, you are an old man tens of thousands of years old, bullying a little girl in her teens, are you ashamed?" ”

"Old ...... Old man?! The corners of the dragon's eyes twitched violently, as if he had been struck by a bolt of lightning, and his whole body stiffened there.

When Hei Yu saw Ling Luo talking to him, he immediately became happy, and then mocked: "Hehehehe, old man." ”

"Shut up, young teeth!" A certain cheap dragon fried hair.

"Old man."

"Young."

"Tsk, what an old man."

“……”

The cheap dragon said that he was very hurt, and he couldn't resist the lethality of the word "old man" at all, so that he couldn't even refute it.

"Hey, what a sad dragon!"

Ling Luo poured a breath of wind into his throat, and coughed for a long time before he came to his senses.

With Black Feather's extreme speed, it didn't take long for them to land on the top of Zhushen Mountain.

A thousand years later, Ling Luo stood in front of this temple again, looking at its dilapidated form, and a desolation rose in his heart.

A layer of wet sweat appeared in her palms, and her heartbeat began to be irregular, just in response to the sentence of homesickness.

"Don't be afraid." Xuanyuan Yu saw her nervousness, stretched out a big hand, and wrapped her sweaty little hand tightly inside, "I'm here." ”

A warm breath spread from the palm of his hand all the way to his heart, which made Ling Luo's mood involuntarily calm down a lot.

The cheap dragon was a monkey anxious, and when Ling Luo stopped, he had already taken the lead in rushing into the temple.

Black Feather also flapped his wings and chased after him, and let out a soft whine from his sharp beak, and stepped forward to pick up the black cat.

Ling Luo froze his mind, grabbed Xuanyuan Yu's big hand, and stepped into the temple step by step.

The floor and walls of the temple were inlaid with countless moonstones, and a faint silver glow flowed down to illuminate a room.

A faint aura of melancholy emanated from the moonstone in the center of the temple engraved with the Burial Sea Pear Demon Array.

Ling Luo walked to the center of the vermilion evil array, which had been eroded by the years, and a faint twilight gradually emerged from his crystal beautiful eyes.

She squatted down, stretched out her trembling plain hand, and gently traced the complex lines of the burial sea pear demon array, and her heart was filled with a huge sense of sadness.

It was here that she ended her life in her previous life.

It was here that the seeds of hatred were planted in her heart.

The past is vivid, and a warm tear fell unexpectedly and smashed heavily into the eyes.

She was silent and unable to extricate herself from her grief.

One drop, two drops, three drops-

Suddenly, from the center of the largest moonstone with a radius of ten meters, a desolate meaning spread out to destroy the world and the earth.

The silver brilliance suddenly flourished, centering on the Burial Sea Pear Demon Array, completely enveloping Ling Luo inside.