Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

Ling Yue's lips curled into a wry smile, and said, "I thought you were thinking about our sisterhood."

"Sorry, you're thinking too much." Ling Luo vetoed unceremoniously, "We've never been sisters, you've overestimated my kindness."

Ling Yue stopped talking, sneered, turned and left without hesitation.

From the beginning to the end, Jiedu has been standing not far from Ling Luo, with a pair of abruptly big eyes, shining brightly, closely following her figure, unable to take his eyes off.

"The antidote, give us the antidote!" Jing Shu, who was no longer invisible, waved her arms in the air, her face full of fear of the dark.

Ling Luo glanced at them lightly, with a slight smile on her lips, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, there is no antidote."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left.

The assessment for selecting the top ten freshmen will start in a few days. She must step up her cultivation and don't have too much free time to accompany these people with ulterior motives.

After saying goodbye to Jie, Ling Luo went directly to Yanguang Valley.

Since her soul piercing for thousands of years, she has offended countless people. As for sisters Jingying and Jingshu, who their masters are and whether they have wives or not, she doesn't care at all.

Soldiers come to block the water and cover it with soil, and the bridge is naturally straight to the bow.

*.*.*.*.*

Five or six days had passed since that day. Ling Luo was indulging in cultivation every day, and was able to increase the control range of Abiyan Prison from a radius of 30 meters to a radius of 40 meters.

She has almost penetrated the first-level method of the third inheritance.

That night, in the small bamboo forest in the backyard of Xuanzi Pavilion, Ling Luo once again sacrificed the mysterious black stick inherited from the Extreme Fire.

"Hell, I've always thought it was weird."

"Tsk tsk, Xiao Luo, you finally think of me, the Dragon Emperor. I'm so bored all day long, sir. How did you become the master? You don't care about your contracted beast at all."

"Don't cherish? What you said is too unfair." Ling Luo was speechless, "I will refine a bottle of precious spiritual liquid every day, soak the fire-sealing beads in it, and nourish your dragon soul."

"How can it just nourish the spiritual liquid?" A certain dragon began to growl, "I signed a contract with you, and you have to chat with me often. Haven't you heard that many contracted beasts die because they are too lonely?" Suffered from depression, and then became a beast, and did something irreparable?"

Hearing this, Ling Luo couldn't help laughing, and laughed out loud: "I'm really curious, what will a dragon soul look like when it's beastly?"

"Hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow--" A certain cheap dragon protested.

"Why are you ignoring you?" Ling Luo sighed softly, "Didn't I always take you with me every night when I entered the extreme fire inheritance training?"

"How is that enough? Twelve hours a day, the words you tell me don't add up to more than one cup of tea, but the time you spend with that Xuanyuan Yu is almost more than six hours!"

"Eh..."

"Don't you think so? Don't you think so? Hmph!" A Tsundere Dragon snorted softly, the dragon's body writhed vigorously in the Fire Sealing Orb, expressing his loneliness and dissatisfaction, "Forget about friends!"

Ling Luo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, is it really the ancient extremely fire dragon?Why does she feel that its character is so fuzzy?