At the place where the dragon well was locked, the two beauties stood slowly, Bai Lu held an oil paper umbrella. She originally thought that Bai Qicai would pounce on the well and cried with exhaustion, but Senior Sister Bai was much stronger.

I saw her walking to the edge of the well. Although it was a little wet, she also sat down gently. The red blood on her body was a little tempting, but there were no passers-by now, so she didn't hide it at all.

"Hey, nerd, can you hear it? Are you really locked up below?"

At first glance, the blue brick walls are deep and quiet, but there is no well water, which is a shocking bottomless pit.

It can be seen that a chain climbed out of the well, winding and twisting on the eight sides of the wellhead with the dragon pattern on the wall locked on the wall, which is the Locking Dragon Well... People living in the capital, including the oldest family, do not know when this well appeared, and how many years have passed here to see the sky.

Bai Qicai sneered, laughing at her stupidity, but she couldn't help but shouted inside: "Neal, I'll answer me if I can't answer, it doesn't matter."

——

Downhole.

Next to the chessboard, the old master waved his sleeve and appeared a picture. The picture was Bai Qicai and Bai Lu. You Chuiyun was reviewing the show at this time, but he stopped and looked at the beauty on the picture stupidly.

"Oh, it doesn't matter if you can't hear it. I just want to come and see you. It's so funny. Why does it feel like this is your grave? I, a widow, came to burn incense for you?"

Bai Qicai smiled bitterly, and a man and a woman smiled knowingly through the darkness that was unknown.

"Senior Sister Bai..."

"Are you calling me Senior Sister Bai again?"

You Chuiyun was stunned.

I saw Bai Qicai as if she was talking to herself, and her lotus white fingers gently brushed across the moss on the well eaves, leaving a shallow mark.

"You always call me Senior Sister Bai, Senior Sister Bai, and I'm so shy every time... I feel like I'm an old cow eating tender grass... Old cow? Hahaha, can you just call me my name in the future? You, if you have half the courage to be in the tomb of the God King, maybe both of us would not have fallen to this point."

Bai Qicai said this, but her tone was charming: "But later, I was very glad that you were not as strong as you were, unreasonable, and you were still the gentle you."

Bai Qicai restrained the smile on her face: "I know you are struggling below and try your best to get out. Don't worry too much about the nerd. I'm not so easy to be knocked down."

Bai Lu was beside her and wanted to speak but stopped. She also looked at Jingdu and said, "You have really hurt Senior Sister Bai. The next time you see you, you will definitely kick your ass."

——

You Chuyun watched the two of them support each other and disappeared into the rain curtain. He seemed to be out of sight, and the chess piece in his hand shook inadvertently.

Suddenly, the old master took action to stabilize his wrist, and You Chuiyun suddenly realized it like a dream and looked at the old master.

The old master smiled and said, "Young man, I don't like anything to preach, I just want to tell you something."

You Chuiyun held the chess piece in his hand and sighed inwardly that he was fortunate that he had not lost his composure.

"If you love this kind of thing, don't be too hasty. I once met a woman. I went to Yaochi to steal wine, but she happened to be caught. Later I found out that she was actually here to steal wine, but I snatched it first. She was very angry.

But I was so grateful that she didn't report me—so."

Speaking of this, the old master blushed: "By the devil, I actually asked her to go back to my cave to drink the wine I stolen... Then I became familiar with this woman who didn't look very good..."

The stinky beggar seemed to have never heard of the old master telling stories, but he was interested and did not interrupt. He originally had a temperament, and he would definitely laugh when he heard this.

"Then I was captured by the heavenly soldiers and generals all over the sky. The casual cultivator who lived in the same mountain with me was shocked. He had never seen the clouds that were not enough to trample the heavenly soldiers and generals."

The old master smiled and recalled: "She actually

However, it is the Queen Mother's daughter, an unattainable existence."

"I was punished to resist the demons outside the realm of Tianshaxing. I died several times, but I survived miraculously. I became a blessing in disguise. I passed on the mantle of the God of War... Later, on Tianshaxing, I used war to support the war, and my reputation spread throughout the fairy world, and I became an amazing figure."

The stinky beggar smiled at this moment: "You really know how to brag."

"But it has been more than 10,000 years since I met her. I have achieved success and went to the Queen Mother to find her. With my ability, Queen Mother also has to treat me with three points, but I didn't expect that she is no longer here."

The old master sighed: "When I went to the battlefield, she often stole the magic weapon. It turned out that she used her special bloodline to save me every time.

Every time, it turns out that when I dreamed of her, it was not a dream, but a real thing.

My physique also changed quietly under her constant blood transfusions. I gradually became stronger and was appreciated by the God of War, but she gradually withered.

Until I became famous, I lost her forever…”

The old master suddenly remembered something: "The blood of the demon clan you are talking about now should be from her. She is a blond and blue-eyed beauty."

After the story was told, it was not so magnificent, nor so many bloody ups and downs, but for some reason, You Chuiyun seemed to see a vivid woman, she was so cute and charming.

"It would be great if I could meet her later. If I could... But without her, would I have the same me today? Isn't all this contradictory?

I have always understood that if I die, she can live, and if I live, she will die.

Is that true...?"

The old Master seemed to have spoken the words hidden in his heart for countless years. The world changed, things changed, but only scars were there, and they remained unchanged in the hearts of people.

"I don't know the answer..."

The old master suddenly laughed and said, "I practiced desperately, tried my best to use my clone to separate the part of her in my body. But I failed, her blood flowed into my body, and part of her had completely integrated into my body.

I also think that is a sin, deeply rooted in my body. I will bear the sin of killing my lover forever."

When You Chuiyun heard this, she couldn't help but look confused.

"Young man, I have come to this day because of her great love. But for this love, I keep forcing myself and even killing myself, just to exchange my life for life. Is it right? It's not right for me, but I regret it until today."

Wandering and blowing the clouds as if thinking.

The old master finally let go of You Chuiyun's hand and let him take this move by himself.

"There are thousands of ways of love. Never choose a way to hurt yourself and your lover."

You Chuyun took a deep breath and put the chess piece down. This step seemed to be not playing chess, but made an important decision.

He looked very relaxed, and then he stopped looking at the chessboard again, but said to the stinky beggar: "Senior, my Nine Dragon Blade seems to be almost complete. Recently, I have conquered Yilong and have a lot of experience. Why don't you try it with me?"

The stinky beggar took a sip of wine, and then thought that the dragon handed over his essence and blood recently and looked listless. Maybe he had no choice but to drink Longjiu in the future, so he vomited a little from his mouth and went back.

However, it seemed that You Chuiyun noticed it. Seeing the other party's contempt, the stinky beggar turned red and said embarrassedly: "Come on, old man, let me show you, stinky brat, have you been lazy again these days? Let's see how I taught you a lesson."

———

The dragon list is about to end.

You Chuiyun was defeated by Qi Tian.

"Well, don't you marry Wen Renzhu and smile?" Qi Tian was a little surprised: "Why did you lose? That woman is not bad. If she hadn't been related to my body and blood, maybe I would have joined me too."

"Who said I want to marry her?"

The handsome young sect reveals his mouth

A hint of ridicule: "People always have weaknesses that are exposed to others' eyes. If they have no desires and no desires, they will be afraid of them and regarded as monsters."

But—”

The handsome young sect jumped off the ring and gave in public: "That woman will not escape from my palm."

——

Demon World.

The castle of King Constantine II of the Flying Dragon.

Yun Qingxia was served by the slaves of the demon clan. These demonic women were selected and had good looks. Most of them were from good backgrounds, but unfortunately, they became slaves for some reason.

When Yun Qingxia faced these women, she could naturally guess the intention of the castle owner. Unfortunately, he was clean and did not intend to be as intended as the owner's intention.

"Mr. Yun."

After a housekeeper man called the old gentleman appeared at the door, Yun Qingxia obediently asked the female slaves to serve and wear dresses exclusively to the demons.

Then he finally walked out of the door of the room where he had been imprisoned for two years.

What awaited him was a scarlet carpet paved with the main hall. The large chandeliers were full of shiny crystals. Under the brilliance of the lights, there was a long table with ten beds that were so big.

At the far end of the long table, the owner was drinking, and there was a burly white-bearded demon man feasting. He seemed to like meat very much, so his eating habits were not very good.

Until Yun Qingxia sat three feet away, he picked up the goblet and drank it hard, but pinched the foot of the cup.

The servant standing next to him handed him a handkerchief and wiped his mouth.

"Sorry, sir, haanisay?"

The owner of the castle said softly in human language: "Mr. Minister of Rites, I just rudely eat.

It's strange, why do humans have to be controlled by others when eating?"

Yun Qingxia chuckled and faced a large piece of tomahawk steak in front of her.

"The Flying Dragon Prince, it seems that the nobles of the demon clan also pay attention to dining etiquette... As the Minister of Rites of the Human Tribe, I have also studied the history of the demon clan. Let me say something off topic first.
Chapter completed!