Chapter 540

The Dragon inclined the evil mouth corner to bend, looked at the blackened blood drops, half squinting his eyes and said: "should not be all the things in the boundary, still keep the appearance of sealing up the border at that moment?"

Zhou Feiyu heard him speak and glanced at him. His sharp eyes did not find anything abnormal.

Cloud dance willow eyebrow a wrinkling, suspiciously glanced at the Dragon inclined evil, "how do you know?"

Dragon inclined evil slightly raised eyebrows, corners of the mouth with a smile, pure magnetic way: "guess."

"You know how to guess!" The cloud dance glared at him, and a meditation flitted through his eyes.

He is right. The boundary separates the space of the forest. Everything in the space has not changed with time. Everything remains the same.

Then these blood drops and the smell of blood can explain it.

The cloud dance looks at the scene of the wind passing by. The eyes are shining. The oblique cutting of the trees is still new. The disordered maple leaves reflect the red of the body. The gullies on the ground seem to be rising by powerful forces.

The whole scene can only be described as messy.

There should have been a very intense fight here.

"Let's go." Cloud dance slightly frowned and looked at the two people behind her, the smell of blood filled her with a trace of resistance, as if to see their own bloodthirsty heart.

She was bloodthirsty, but she didn't want to see herself so clearly.

Long Qingxie seems to have seen through her mind and glanced back at Zhou Feiyu: "seven princes have so much blood in his hands. What do you think of this scene now?"

Zhou Feiyu cold hum a smile, eyes light dark a few minutes, "a hand without blood is doomed to be eliminated."

He said this to the dragon, but he looked at the cloud dance in front of him.

Cloud dance listen to two people's words, a trace of helplessness glanced at the bottom of their eyes. What do they want to express?

Enlighten her?

Does she still need them to enlighten

"When will you two go out in the same breath?" Cloud dance turned around and glanced at the two men.

"As long as it is good to you, my husband is willing to make do with it." The Dragon inclines evil to cloud dance, the smile in his eyes is dense, hazy on a shining.

Zhou Feiyu's face was instant, and his sharp eyes were full of anger, "you say it again."

Long Qingxie embraces the cloud dancing waist, glances at Zhou Feiyu, and his breath is still like, "I said I would like to..."

"Stop!"

Before long Qingxie's words could be uttered, a roar of cloud dance roared through the forest. With the wind in the voice, it became like a ghost's cry. It wandered back and forth in the ears of long Qingxie and Zhou Feiyu.

Both of them were slightly stunned when they heard the roar.

Maybe they haven't seen the roar of cloud dance.

And cloud dance completely no matter how surprised two people, a touch of anger flashed in the eyes, got up and walked forward.

If she stops the two of them, I'm afraid the two will fight in rhythm. She doesn't know if they will have a rational fight, but it is certain that they will become pig heads in the end.

Imagine two natural and handsome, evil people turn into black and blue, she felt that vision received a certain blow, so resolutely can't let such things happen.

This must not happen!

First of all, the Dragon turned evil. He glanced at the bottom of his eyes. Then, with the smiles of other evil spirits, Yang ran all the way to catch up with cloud dance. Half coquettish and half knave said, "don't be angry. It will hurt you if you hurt your son."

Cloud dance steps brush a listen, willow eyebrows a low, between the eyebrows looms a hazy frost, but in the eyes is difficult because of the residual sullen, "you say it again!"

Cloud dance stares at her, the corner of the mouth slightly twitches, this shameless fellow!

After hearing this, Zhou Feiyu's face suddenly changed. His feet, who were just about to step up, suddenly froze. Then he went back to the original place and did not move. The cold light in his sharp eyes suddenly looked at the seemingly provocative back of dragon Qingxie.

Long Qingxie glanced at Zhou Feiyu and saw his iron green face flying between his eyebrows and eyes. It could be seen that he was in a good mood at the moment.

"My son is in your stomach all the time." The Dragon tilts the evil sword eyebrow a Yang, the face of all evil beings with a touch of evil smile is looking at her like a smile.

"When!" Cloud dance mouth is another puff.

"All the time, just waiting for you to love me and give birth to him..." The hot breath of Longqing evil is slightly in the cold ear of cloud dance, and the smile in the eyes is always shining like a star.

"Long Qing Xie, can you be more shameless?" The cloud and mist forced to bear the anger and roared, and his eyes were cautiously angry. There was a clear flame hidden in the cold and indifferent eyes, which directly burned the evil eyes of dragon Qingxie.

"The shame of being a husband is only for you." Long Qingxie gave her a glance, looking at her angry face, the corner of her mouth outlined.

He still liked to see her expression of shame and anger.A little cute, a little people can't help but pinch a, kiss the impulse.

Cloud dance raised a glance at the dark half sky, the sullen in the eyes was completely degenerated into helplessness.

She looked back and glared at him, and said, "I'm really honored!"

She did not look at him, and started to move forward. Anyone could see her anger and clear light.

After a long time, the forest resounded with her long-standing sigh.

When she met him, she seemed to fail every time. The more she resisted, the worse she lost. If she didn't resist, she would lose even worse!

Can't he be the punishment that God gave her at the same time?

The dragon's evil figure moved, a touch of shadow immediately went forward, the next second appeared in front of the cloud dance body.

Cloud dance glared at him and sped up his pace.

"Ah..." Suddenly, a cry of pain came from behind.

Looking back at the cloud dance brush, he saw that dragon Qingxie was half kneeling on the ground, his hands covering his chest, and his body was constantly shaking. He obviously felt the degree of his pain just after that low roar.

"What's the matter?" The cloud danced like the wind and came to long Qingxie's side. A chill appeared in his eyes. His mental strength had been scattered around him, and he was inspecting the man who was plotting the evil dragon.

Her first instinct is that someone has plotted against longqingxie,

because she is worried that her calmness and shrewdness will be significantly lower than usual. Just like now, does she think that ordinary people's conspiracy can hurt longqingxie?

Even if it can be hurt, he will send out such a heartrending roar to make her worry about heartache, or will he try his best to suppress her to find out?

But at this time, cloud dance's mind is only on him, and he has no mind to think about such complicated things

Under the black gauze, that some ferocious face, now more twisted, that pair of evil eyes hidden pain, a drop of sweat down his face, finally fell on the cloud dance hand.