Really no dragon scales?

In an instant, Feng Zhilou woke up from his addiction. How could he lose his dragon scales? His fingers stroked Chu Moshang's cheek pity. The former young master of the holy land was cold and calm, and his ultimate goal was to become everyone.

The Dragon Emperor, but he doesn't even forget about a dragon now.

"What the hell is wrong? What happened?" Feng Zhilou asked afterwards.

Chu Moshang looked away and his eyes became cold. He told the story of the incident in the holy land. If the little bug had not practiced the book, he might have died on the Primrose now.

"He was so crazy for his power..." This was a fact that shocked Feng Zhilou. Unexpectedly, such a serious thing happened in the holy land, Nie Rongzhi dared to rebel?

Undoubtedly, that accident teleported her to another world, and sent another woman Xue Sheng to Chang Realm to replace her. With this woman who is almost exactly the same as Feng Zhilou, Nie Rongzhi has an opportunity to take advantage of and will also

Shang forced him to this point, and Zhilou felt like a knife.

"I didn't expect another fake saint to come out. I will personally unveil her veil and let the people in the holy land know that this is a scam." Feng Zhilou swore that she would not let Nie Rongzhi succeed, because she is the real saint

female.

Just the current Dragon Emperor...

Feng Zhilou's heart was filled with pain and convulsions. He had lost what he had been pursuing and must be in extreme depression now. How should she comfort him?

"It's hard to imagine that I was not with you at that time."

"I'm the same. When you were in the most painful time, you were also in a different place."

Chu Moshang pressed against Zhilou's cheek and felt her warmth. Compared to what he got, what he lost was nothing, and what Nie Rongzhi got was just a puppet status.

"We cannot admit defeat. In Zhilou's eyes, Mr. Chu will never give up and refuse to give up." Feng Zhilou's slender arm rested on Chu Moshang's shoulders and slowly pulled him towards him.

His eyes locked him firmly.

"Don't say defeat?" Chu Moshang's eyes raised slightly, his eyebrows spread out, and suddenly, he hugged her tightly. Yes, he refused to say defeat. This is what Chu Moshang has always adhered to.

Will not bow to anyone.

"We will go back, you and me, as the real saint, I belong only to you."

"Yes, Zhilou, you just belong to me."

He held her and enjoyed the moments of intimacy between each other.

Zhilou opened his misty eyes slightly, as if in this vast world, there were only the two of them in the jungle, penetrated and merged with each other, and the tranquility around him, and the starlight in the night was floating and dancing.

Never been so beautiful, so comfortable, so comfortable, her limbs relaxed, just like swaying in the night sky, endless...

The night became short and the stars became cherished. When she woke up and opened her eyes, strands of sunlight fell into the cracks of the trees, and woven spots on her smooth body, as if a piece of yarn was transmitted.

She turned her eyes gently to look at her clothes.

A pair of sharp eyes were staring at her silently.

Zhilou's face was flushed and he was drunk all the time.

"It's dawn."

She turned over and leaned in front of his chest, shaking her calves mischievously. Perhaps the sun was too full, and there was no cold feeling at all. She was surrounded by the sunshine and branches and leaves.

Chu Moshang caressed her hair. When she woke up in the early morning, she became even more beautiful and charming. The traces left by Esports last night were like plum blossoms blooming under the light. A frenzy that could not be expressed was immersed in his

In the eyes.

Sun Zhilou pursed her lips and looked at him. His eyes were so deep, his nose was so straight, and his firm forehead made her infinitely fascinated.

He is a man who makes women unable to move.

It's just his own face...

"Do you want the most beautiful Zhilou?" Sun Zhilou touched his cheek and asked softly.

"Are you talking about this blue spot?" Chu Moshang raised his slender fingers and landed on Zhilou's left face. It seemed that after last night, the spot had faded a lot.

"I have inner alchemy that can make myself what I am."

Feng Zhilou took out the inner pill from the ring. This is King Jin's. As long as she eats it, her toxicity is relieved and her skills are restored, she will be as beautiful as before.

"No!"

Chu Moshang held Zhilou's hand and reminded her: "It's not the time to restore your original appearance. Even if you return to Changjie, you can't let Heilong know your identity before there is no better solution. He is by his side now.

The saint is fake. Once you appear, it will inevitably lead to murder."

Chu Moshang gently hugged Zhilou. No matter how she changed, she was the righteous Miss Fengqi. Compared to her life, he cared more about the latter.

"Damn Nirvana..."

Feng Zhilou clenched her fists tightly. She wanted to smash the bastard's head with her own hands, so that he could understand what the consequences should be for greed and shamelessness.

But now thinking about it, Nerongzhi must be very proud now. With the fake Dragon Queen, the people of the Holy Land firmly believe in him. This time he finally got what he wanted and became the Dragon Emperor, but this Dragon Emperor

It seems a bit unfair to get the position.

"Everything must be carried out with caution. We must consider the safety of the Dragon Father and the Elders, but I can be sure of one thing... No matter how hard Nirrongzhi tried, he only controlled the holy land, but could not become a real dragon.

emperor."

Can't become the Dragon Emperor? What's going on?

Feng Zhilou was a little confused. She stared at Chu Moshang with her eyes widened and asked him for further explanation. Didn’t Nie Rongzhi succeed?

"After staying in another world for a long time, is your head blunt?"

Chu Moshang patted Feng Zhilou's head and continued, "He can't sit on that throne at all, where did the Dragon Emperor come from?"

"It's also said."

Feng Zhilou nodded. How could she forget this? Maybe she has lived in another world for a long time and forgot some of the rules of the holy land. It seems that the throne of the Dragon Emperor was opened by herself. Only the real Dragon Emperor can

Sitting upright, Nirrongzhi, the guy who used despicable means to seize power, but was unable to realize his ultimate dream.

"Then let's go back now. I'll take some inner elixir and restore some skills and then I can go back." Feng Zhilou was about to get up and leave, but was caught by Chu Moshang. He had a lot of things to say to her.

, After going back like this, I don’t know when I will get the opportunity to be alone, but the little bug is unyielding to him, his father, and he will never leave him when he opens his eyes.

"We have some time left..."

Chu Moshang raised his body, his strong muscles protruded, and under the light, he shone with an attractive luster. His powerful hand hugged Zhilou. How could he be so empty on such a sunny morning.
Chapter completed!