Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

Hearing what the other party said, Ling Luo came back to his senses a little bit. This Qingcheng Yeling should be the same as Ming Xiche, an old friend of Mansha back then.

Ming Xiche let out a cold snort, raised his head from the mountain of memorials, and said, "Go back to your underworld, don't make any wrong decisions!"

Qingcheng Yeling raised his eyebrows, glanced at Ming Xiche faintly, and the corners of his lips curled into an arc of unknown meaning.

"Miss Ye Ling, would you like some tea?" When meeting for the first time, some basic etiquette is still indispensable.

The expression on Qingcheng Yeling's face was a little surprised, and then, as if trying to understand something, a helpless wry smile crossed his face.

"You must have forgotten that I was the one who poured tea for you before." She looked dazed.

Ling Luo understood that she was talking about Mansha.

"The past is the past, and it is impossible for people to live in the past forever." Ling Luo looked indifferent, with a light curve on his lips, poured a cup of tea himself, and handed it to Qingcheng Yeling, "No matter what the mansha was in the past Look, now I'm just an ordinary little girl named Ling Luo."

Qingcheng took the tea from Ling Luo's hand in the night, put it on his lips, took a sip, stared at her with dark red eyes, and said: "You are destined to be extraordinary."

Your existence is a danger.

Qingcheng Yeling took these words to heart.

The cheap dragon waggled its furry black meow tail, took a catwalk, and rubbed against Qingcheng Yeling's side, a pair of red and black eyes squinted meanly, like a crescent moon.

"Hi, beauty~"

The cheap dragon shamelessly rubbed against Qingcheng Yeling's legs in various ways, and Chang's tail intentionally or unintentionally rolled up her slender white ankles that were exposed outside.

The moment Qingcheng Yeling saw Jianlong, a strange look flashed across her beautiful eyes. She squatted down, stretched out a plain hand painted with Alizarin Red Danko, and gently stroked the soft soft skin on the Jianlong's back. cat fur.

"It's really a nice dragon." Qingcheng Yeling couldn't help admiring, "It's much better than the gluttonous dragon raised by Ming Xiche."

Hearing the beauty's praise, Jianlong suddenly became proud, and his good self-esteem instantly inflated a thousand times.

Jianlong raised his head proudly, sprayed two tubes of hot gas from his nose, and said: "That is, Taotie can be regarded as the grandson of the emperor at most, and compared with the emperor, it is naturally ten times worse. Thousands of miles away."

The corners of Qingcheng Yeling's lips curled into a bewitching arc, but her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her voice was a little wistful: "Unfortunately, your horns and wings are all lost, and your strength is not complete."

The smile on Jianlong's face froze.

The complacent look was gone, and even the proudly raised tail drooped down.

He stretched out a black cat paw and touched his head. There were indeed two mighty dragon horns missing there.

It's just that he doesn't remember.

Where did I lose the dragon horns and wings?

Qingcheng Yeling comforted Fujianlong's furry head, and said: "The underworld has eyeliners all over the world, I can dismantle people to help you find them."

Jianlong raised his head, his red-black eyes were full of crystal light, and his eyes were a little excited.

"Beauty, you are such a good person!"

"Hehe, good man..." Qingcheng Yeling lowered his head, with a self-deprecating arc on his lips, and murmured, "I hope I'm a good man."