Tianluo Poison Spider felt that his breathing had almost stopped, and he looked at Yingjia Jade Sword Mantis beside him with a little gratitude. It turned out that the young master of the Dragon Clan who looked so handsome that she was dazed just now turned around and waved to the human race in front of her who had difficulty in reaching the Dharma eye. It was obvious that they knew each other well.

The black widow thought in her heart that it was fortunate that she had not attacked these human races before, otherwise the Tianluo Poison Spider clan could have been directly removed from the demon world.

From the hundreds of dragons in the dragon clan camp, a golden-skinned sea Dongqing, which was not inferior in size, emerged. Shenjun's eagle turned into Kong Wu. The powerful young man squeezed into Chang Xi and said excitedly: "Brother, I smell my mother, I smell my mother! Has she also come to the demon world with you, brother? Where is my mother now?"

"I said A Ying, you are now a great demon in the Void Refining Realm. Why are you still like a naughty green who has just entered the Immortal Cultivation Realm?" Xin Tong, who already has the temperament of Fengyi, smiled at the corner of her mouth. He obviously loved this Hai Dongqing, who had accompanied Chang Xi through a difficult path of cultivation. He stood on tiptoe and rubbed A Ying's head hard, pointed to the Phoenix seat on the third floor of the palace, and said with a smile: "Look at who is that?"

Aying looked up, his mouth wide open, tears flowing like a spring, and he couldn't say a word. He saw the figure that made him dreamy every night waved his hand hard, and there was the big red-bearded man who had taught him fighting skills under the Qinglong Pond beside him.

Xin Tong stood in front of Aying, wiped away the tears in his eyes little by little, and cursed with a smile: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you go to pay homage to your mother?"

Of course, Aying didn't want to wait for a moment, but he still stopped with difficulty. Chang Xi knew what he was worried about, so he patted his shoulder and comforted him: "Don't think too much. The dragon and phoenix clan are now an alliance. The phoenix clan will not stop you. If you didn't see your sister-in-law just take your mother to the phoenix clan, just for this day?"

Aying looked at Xin Tong gratefully, nodded fiercely, and then he turned golden wings toward the seat of the Phoenix clan. The mother and son, who had been away for nearly ten years, finally met again in the demon world.

The dragon holding a candle directly ignored the gloomy gaze of Hu Xiaotian and stayed at the end to lead the tribe members back to the seat. If it were normally done, Xin Tong would naturally follow Chang Xi to return to the seat of the Dragon Clan on the third floor, but now she is the saint of the Phoenix Clan. In full view of everyone, it is naturally difficult to disgrace the face of the Phoenix Clan, and he has to go back to the Phoenix Clan first.

After entering the corridor leading to the third floor of the hall, Xin Tong found that Chang Xi's arms that were holding her waist were particularly powerful, and she couldn't push them away no matter how hard she pushed them. She also slid down her waist with her snatch until half of her buttocks fell into the man's clutch. She trembled all over. After several symbolic struggles, she had to blush and slow down as much as possible, subconsciously cooperated with this guy's recklessness. Qing Xuan, who was walking on the other side, noticed the clue and had to cover the two bold guys with shame.

If others know that the young master of the Dragon Clan dared to be so frivolous in broad daylight, he would probably cause a lot of trouble.

Even if a couple is better than a newlywed marriage, it is not a place to be angry.

As the fork approached, Chang Xi let go of his palm with unfulfilled satisfaction. Xin Tong, who had regained his freedom, gave him a fierce look. Even his angry and annoyed look was a different feeling. He quickly followed the tail of the phoenix team and disappeared on the other side of the hall corridor.

It’s a pity that Qingxuan, who was careful to cover the two of them, became the next pitiful and helpless little lamb in Chang Xi’s magic claws without waiting for a sigh of relief.

With the finale of the Four Divine Beasts, the hot atmosphere in the Qilian Mountains was quickly pushed to the peak. The heavy drums surrounding the holy arena were ringing together as if there was thunder on the ground. The first one to enter the venue were the vassal races or powerful branches of the vassal races or tribes used to liven up the atmosphere. They began to fight each other without hurting their lives. For a moment, the sound of golden swords and iron horses on the holy are heard, and their blood is boiling.

The Qiuchi clan guarded the northern border, but just before Yuexu, an elder of the dragon clan suddenly arrived. The old leader of the Qiuchi clan thought that something had made mistakes in his actions, which attracted the dragon clan's punishment. Who would have thought that what they received was not a punishment, but the letter of order that the young master of the dragon clan asked them to return to their ancestral veins.

Qiu Chi, who returned to the dragon clan to restore his bloodline, swears to be loyal to the young master. This time, Huanlin, the best son of the young generation of Qiu Chi, made his debut. He got a lot of opportunities and luck in the transformation pool. He didn't think too much. He only knew that he could not let the young master be disappointed with him. If he didn't beat him, the branch of the White Tiger clan, ran away with his head in his arms, how could he deserve the young master's kindness to their lineage?

Seeing the figure in black robe on the north side of the circular palace waved to him, Huanlin was extremely excited and felt that he had endless power all over his body at this moment. He roared, and his magical powers and magic in his hand fell like rain, directly locking in the victory.

Qingxuan, under the eyes of the demons, was shy, her cheeks were red like ripe apples, and her butt eggs under her waist twisted around her seat, as if she was sitting on pins and pins.

This is an unpredictable and strange scene in the Dragon Clan camp.

It should be the luxurious throne of the next successor of the Dragon Clan. The one sitting was not the current young master of the Dragon Clan, but the young woman who came with the Phoenix before. Someone had previously guessed that the romantic young master of the Dragon Clan enjoyed the blessings of the people of the two beautiful wives should have a distinction between wives and concubines, not to mention that one of them is the current saint of the Phoenix clan, and it should be the one who has been favored by thousands of people. But according to the current situation, this gentle and beautiful woman from the human race seems to be at a disadvantage.

Chang Xi, who is the young master of the dragon clan, sat casually on the handrail of the throne, pinched the shoulders for Qingxuan, and gently exhaled beside her earlobe: "Do you think sitting in this position is the only scenery?"

Even Qing Xuan, who was the first person in the inner sect of Qingyun Peak, was not very capable of controlling the current big scene that was so eye-catching that thousands of demons were watching. She secretly reached out and twisted Chang Xi’s waist hard, but she had no choice but to find that the lump meat she used to like pinching was now hard as iron, and she couldn’t twist it no matter how hard she twisted it. Just when she was both sweet and slightly annoyed, she happened to encounter the playful look handed over by an old man in gray robe next to her. Only then did she remember Qing Xuan, who had not yet treated her to him, quickly bent down and said, "Little girl Qing Xuan has seen the leader of the Dragon Clan!"

The dragon holding a candle with a look at his wife's eyes laughed, and took out a dragon clan token from his arms and handed it to Qingxuan, laughing: "This is a gift for me to meet you. With this token, the dragon nest will be free to come and go in the future, and no one dares to say a word. Moreover, I see that the wind spirit body in your jealous body is also rare. This token contains the wind-control magic power left by the ancient divine beast Qingluan. Please hold it away. If one day you can understand it thoroughly, although you still can't escape the clutches of Chang Xi, the stinky brat, I promise that at least you can twist the piece of flesh on his waist."
Chapter completed!