The princess is the ancestor of evil

Chapter 231 I'll Take You Home

A huge dragon head emerged from the chaotic white mist.

The wind and snow receded in all directions, revealing its mountain-like body in an instant.

It was a huge white dragon, its whole body was covered with snow-white scales, and each scale seemed to be condensed with cold snow.

Behind the dragon is a pair of giant ice-blue wings, and with a slight wave of those wings, another violent storm is rolled out.

And the dragon's head looked down, almost touching Wen Ku's face.

That faucet is bigger than several Wenku.

Facing him was a pair of icy blue eyes filled with cold wind and snow.

On both sides of the dragon head, there are ice blue patterns.

It's a pity that the dragon's face, which should have been perfect, was torn off several pieces of dragon scales, and there were marks of raging fire on it. Even though the wound had healed, it was covered with scars, which were ugly and terrifying.

At that moment, Wen Ku's heart was stabbed severely.

The long dragon beard swept across the warm and dry cheeks, hitting the face like a cold storm.

The warm and fair face was covered with wind and snow, and the eyelashes and eyebrows were all white.

She stood where she was, letting the wind and snow blow her clothes and hair, and her black eyes fell on Bai Long.

In the chaotic world, this is a beautiful picture.

The cluster of flames on the tip of the warm and dry fingertips is still not extinguished.

Bai Long stared at her for a long time, and finally those ice blue eyes fell on the flames at her fingertips.

"It really is Honglian Yehuo." Bailong opened his mouth again, his eyes fell on Wen Ru again, "Who are you?"

Wen Ku raised her head, her eyes were full of white dragons, her lips were covered with ice, and when she spoke, her mouth felt cold.

"Bai Li." She said, "It really is you."

Bailong's eyes reflected a warm and dry look, white mist sprayed from its nostrils, and there was still a murderous look on his body.

Wen Ku's face remained unchanged, but his mood was quite complicated.

There is a talisman in her palm, which is the sound transmission talisman for Mo Yun.

She still looked at Bailong, but she spoke to the sound transmission talisman, "Mo Yun, come out and say something if you are still alive."

Hearing Mo Yun's words, Bailong's gaze finally changed, its huge dragon body continued to hover, a little restless.

The blizzard in the entire chaotic space became more and more violent.

After a long time, I finally heard a deep male voice coming out of the sound transmission talisman, "What's the matter, Xiao Qiqi, do you miss me?"

"It just so happens that this king misses you very much too."

"Long time no see, how are you doing?"

"Have you practiced some powerful elixir again, and you are going to send it to this king?"

"I have some good news for you. The rune chains on this king's body have loosened a lot. In a short time, this king will be able to come out to find you."

In the pitch-black cave, the black dragon was covered with rune chains, and the ink rhyme was coiled in a circle, pressing the sound transmission talisman that Wen Ku gave him when he left before his paws.

In the past six months, he has often wanted to transmit voices to her.

But this sound transmission talisman can only be used once, he didn't want to waste it, but he didn't want to, she was the one who looked for him first.

When Mo Yun heard her voice, he was naturally happy.

He said a lot, but finally he heard a sentence from the other end of the sound transmission talisman, "I found Bai Li."

For a moment, Mo Yun only felt that the dragon's blood was condensed, and his breathing relaxed a little, and his whole mind went blank for a moment.

He didn't know how long it took before he found his voice, "Is she... still alive?"

When he asked this sentence, Lan Xuanling at the side could clearly see that the whole body of Heilong was stiff and stiff.

He was looking forward to that answer, but he was afraid that what he heard would be different from what he expected.

Wen Ku just held the sound transmission talisman, stretched out his hand to Bailong, and said to it, "Mo Yun is still alive, he misses you very much."

The white dragon still sprayed cold mist from its nostrils, and its huge dragon body moved slightly.

"A Li, is it really you?" On the other side of the sound transmission talisman, Mo Yun seemed to have exhausted all his strength before he asked such a sentence.

There was only a muffled snort in answer to him, followed by a piercing tearing sound.

The huge dragon claws swept across Wen Ru's hand, tearing the sound transmission talisman into pieces.

Then he stomped on the ground fiercely, crushing it to ashes.

It sprayed cold mist from its nostrils, and its dragon beard danced wildly. After trampling the sound transmission talisman to pieces, it gave Wen Ku a hard look, "You misidentified the person."

"There is no Baili here."

"Really?" Wen Ku looked at the sound transmission talisman that was shattered into ashes, but he didn't even show any anger on his face.

"Are you questioning my words?" The white dragon firmly stepped on the pile of ashes, raised its huge dragon head, "Break into my chaotic world, seek relationships, do you want to die like this spell and die in ashes?"

Seeing her like that, Wen Ku didn't say a word for a long time.

In the dark cave, Mo Yun watched her sound transmission talisman inexplicably ignite, and suddenly panicked.

He immediately poured a lot of power into the sound transmission talisman, almost shouting, "Bai Li!"

The only thing that could respond to him was the ashes that were burned to the ground.

Lan Xuanling squatted beside him, watching the giant dragon frantically trying to break free from the chain, and suddenly felt that he was so pitiful.

……

In the chaotic world, the violent snowstorm almost drowned Wenku.

Bai Long turned his head and stared at her, "You still don't leave, do you really want to die here?"

Every strand of warm and dry hair seemed to be covered with cold snow, and her red dress was soaked by the wind and snow. She just stretched out her hand, "Bai Li, come home with me."

There is only one Baili in this world, the one and only Baili, no matter how much she denies it, Wen Ku recognized her the first time she saw her.

The only difference was the horrible wound on his face.

She said, "I'll take you home, the home of Mo Yun, and the home of Mount Jialuo."

When she said this, the white dragon's restlessly wagging tail almost froze for a moment.

She heard it just now, Mo Yun called her Xiao Qiqi.

She knew what those three words meant.

Feng Yunqi.

It was also because this 'boy' gave birth to the red lotus karma fire as soon as he came, that she didn't kill him.

But how could he be Feng Yunqi?

Feng Yunqi died a long time ago, in the endless cold and extremely cold Netherworld.

Mo Yun was also thrown into the Karmic Hell, and she...although she escaped, her life would be worse than death.

Her appearance was ruined, and it was impossible to restore it in this life.

And Mo Yun likes to see her dancing among the clouds the most.

She is so perfect, she can't tolerate any flaws in herself, let alone... in front of Mo Yun.

For so many years, she had always thought that everyone was dead.

In this chaotic world, if one treats only the strongest, even if one surrenders one's status and becomes its contracted beast, one must avenge one's revenge.

To avenge Mo Yun, Feng Yunqi, and Bai Li!
(End of this chapter)