Since following his master, the strength level has soared, and he has never encountered any opponents.

So it gradually became unsightly, and even forgot that there are mountains outside the mountains and there are heavens outside the sky.

This crisis is all its fault, it is so wrong that it almost has no chance to make up for it, if it weren't for the soul to strike at the critical moment, it may never see its master again.

At the thought of this, the owl's nose was sour, and his eye sockets were uncomfortable.

Yes, it is not afraid of the death brought to it by Lu Jiuque's death, what it is afraid of is that the warmth that Lu Jiuque brought to it will disappear.

At the moment when Lu Jiuque almost died, it could no longer think, and its mind was blank.

Fortunately, the soul saved the owner and its warmth

At this time, Xiao made up his mind that he would never give others another chance to threaten Lu Jiu's life, even if it was to step over its corpse.

Xiao was already ugly, and his dignified appearance at this time was even more ugly, which made Lu Jiuque couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing that Xiao was puzzled, Lu Jiu explained kindly: Xiao, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that it doesn't seem appropriate for you to run so slowly?

Xiao felt that his little liver was hit hard by Lu Jiuque, and the blood was pouring out!

It's not its fault that the legs are short and the wings are slow and can't fly, the master, you poke the baby's heart like this, it's really good?!

Just when the owl still wanted to argue with reason, the overwhelming frost suddenly shrouded down, and the wind and clouds changed instantly!

Someone, riding the cold current, Lu Jiuque felt the throbbing coming from his soul.

It's him!

She hurriedly looked up, but saw the silver-haired and silver-eyed young man Ling Li's void.

The thin morning light was reflected on his body, outlining the young man's delicate and graceful face like a splashed ink scroll.

Mountains and rivers dot him, clouds and frost surround him, and he looks more and more young with skin like snow, eyes like stars, independent and arrogant

It's like the man in the dream.

Obviously, he hadn't seen Duan Duan for a few hours, but Lu Jiuque had a kind of sadness that had been separated for thousands of years.

The restlessness and mutations of that night made her full of great distress and want to say to him, she wanted to be spoiled by him, and she wanted to pretend to be pitiful to him.

Before he appeared, Lu Jiuque felt that she had nothing to do, and she could fight again.

But as soon as he appeared, she was covered in the mountains, with hundreds of limbs and internal organs, and even her head hurt

It's just that before Lu Jiuque had time to complain, the Great Demon Mode of Emperor Shifang was opened!

But seeing Emperor Shifang's frosty eyes, he stared at Lu Jiuque, and he couldn't hear the sound of joy and anger.

Would you better explain what you're doing, playing in the mud? What is this special hobby?

Lu Jiu is out of breath, cough cough cough, what do you call her better explain, what is it called playing with mud?!

If she could, she wouldn't want to be like this, woo!

And the owl, who was still thinking about how to atone for his sins one minute ago, ran away with a sigh the next moment, and escaped into the dragon pattern realm as quickly as possible in his life.

Emperor Shifang's eyebrows frowned, as if he felt something, and because he took that thing and disappeared too quickly, Emperor Shifang didn't think about it immediately.

Not to mention that in the next moment, the thoughts in his heart were completely taken away by Lu Jiuque's pitiful little appearance