Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

Strange to say.

Obviously it's just a drawn out control wire, but Ling Luo can clearly see the surrounding scene as long as the silk wire passes by.

The crimson control threads are her eyes!

Great skills!

Ling Luo's heartbeat started to speed up, and the lips curled up in an extremely satisfied arc.

She saw the moon.

I saw an extremely wide lotus pond under the moon. In the center of the lotus pond is a luxurious and simple pavilion.

And in the center of the pavilion, on the table, is the cheap dragon holding a wine jar, drinking and eating meat.

Next to Jianlong, squatting fluffy pure white, holding a small wine glass, babbling in his mouth, and even followed Jianlong's bad example, and began to drink.

Ling Luo's eyes flickered, and the red control line pulled out by her ten fingers moved with her thoughts.

Not a single sound came out.

A few crimson control wires sneaked up behind the dragon from behind, like slender spirit snakes, wrapping around the two of them suddenly.

"Yeah!"

"Bastard! Who dares to kidnap the emperor!"

Amidst the exclamation of the two little guys, Ling Luo wrapped dozens more tightly, completely restraining the dragon.

then--

Ling Luo's ten fingers began to dance like dancing elves.

The red silk thread bound the four fingers of the dragon and several other important joints of the body.

"Huh? Boss? Why are you dancing?!" Chunbai hiccupped loudly, and suddenly a pair of crimson eyes widened, staring at Jianlong in disbelief.

"Bastard! I don't want to! But my hands and feet are out of control, what should I do??"

The cheap dragon was so anxious that he was about to go crazy.

The whole body seemed to be convulsed, dancing in a very ridiculous dance.

Ling Luo was a hundred meters away, with an extremely naughty smile projected in her crystal clear eyes, her thin lips moved slightly, and her voice was like a witch: "Raise your head, kick your legs, lower your waist, yes—let's go around again .”

On the table in the booth.

"Hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh!

The dragon let out an angry growl.

But his body is still turning around, one circle, two circles, three circles, ten circles, fifty circles...

Finally, at the ninth lap of No.90, Jianlong finally couldn't bear it anymore, his feet were weak, and the black haze that fainted in front of his eyes fell down like this.

"Boss! You fainted from dancing!"

The pure white chin almost fell to the ground, the white hair on its body exploded, spread its small wings, and flew to Jianlong's side, stretched out two small white claws, trying to feed it, Carried him to Ling Luo's room.

"Master! It's over! The boss is crazy! He fainted from dancing himself!"

Chunbai, holding Jianlong's extremely heavy body, flew in through the open window of the room.

Ling Luo's eyes froze, and his fingers retracted into his palm, forming a fist.The ancient rune in his hand was gone, and the crimson control line was also gone.

Her eyes full of mischievous smiles turned to Jianlong, and she leaned back limply, leaning in an extremely lazy posture.

"what happened?"

Chunbai fluttered his little wings, threw the humble dragon down from mid-air, and threw it on the soft bed, sighed, and said: "Boss is really too fat and heavy, I am really exhausted."