Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

Yutian Xuanhuang knew what Zhuge Canglan was thinking at a glance, and scratched the tip of her nose: "Why do you want it?"

Zhuge Canglan, whose mind was broken, was a little embarrassed: "Who wants it, but... just want to play with it."

"Okay, don't talk about a small dragon rope, you just want to get all the dragons for you first."

Zhuge Canglan's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Want a dragon?"

"It seems good to have a dragon as a mount." Zhuge Canglan rubbed her chin. She has never found a suitable beast as a mount, but... the dragon seems to be good.

Yutian Xuanhuang smiled and said: "What's so good about dragons, I will give you a better mount next time."

Zhuge Canglan shook his head: "Forget it, I'll find the mount myself." It's more fulfilling and safer to tame the beasts by themselves.

Yutian Xuanhuang pulled Zhuge Canglan out: "Let's not talk about this first, let's get the dragon rope."

He said it very easily, as if he left something at home and forgot to bring it when he went out, and now he has to go back to get it.

When he was about to walk out of the hall, Zhuge Canglan turned his head and glanced at the head of the sect, a murderous look flashed in his eyes.

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At this time, Zhao Yuan had already returned to his room. He was not on duty today. After returning to the room, he immediately took out the dragon rope and said excitedly: "My Zhao Yuan's day is finally here, finally here..."

Seeing this scene, Zhuge Canglan sneered: "You are so grateful to be treated as a pawn, what an idiot."

Yutian Xuanhuang disdainfully said: "It's just a small ant, what do you care about with him?"

He didn't even bother to kill such a small reptile. . . . .

Zhuge Canglan asked suddenly: "Am I also a small ant in your eyes?"

She suddenly thought just now, if Yutian Xuanhuang hadn't looked at her differently, if she hadn't accidentally broken into Shenyin Lake that time, then how would he have looked at her?

Yutian Xuanhuang looked at Zhuge Canglan seriously for a while, took her into his arms, patted her on the shoulder lightly and said, "How are you like them? How can they compare with you? think……"

Zhuge Canglan didn't struggle, and said a little disappointed: "Why is it different, they are all low-level people."

Yutian Xuanhuang's arms tightened a little: "Silly girl, you are a 14-year-old Golden Core cultivator, you are the only one in the world."

Zhuge Canglan said dumbly: "Yeah, I'm only 14 years old, too young..."

She is too young and the time passed is too short. Cultivation is a long and lonely time. It takes at least a thousand years to cultivate to the realm of Mahayana flying to the sky. She is... only fourteen this year, fourteen...

Yutian Xuanhuang slowly shook her body like coaxing a child: "Don't be discouraged, you just have to let nature take its course, besides... I don't dislike you, do I?"

Zhuge Canglan's pretty face turned hot, she pushed him away, and said in an orderly tone: "I don't have anything to be discouraged, quickly bring me my dragon rope."

Zhuge Canglan's haughty face showed a bit of domineering, she spoke in a serious and natural way, as if the bundle of dragon ropes belonged to her, and Zhao Yuan stole it from her.

Yutian Xuanhuang smiled and said: "Yes, I obey..."

Zhuge Canglan blushed a little, she cleared her throat and said: "Don't let him find out, take the rope, and you can make him a fake one."

(Seven)