The strongest dragon emperor system

Chapter 142 Whoops, my little aunt!

Ao Kong turned his head and looked at Luo Long, but Luo Long's reaction made Ao Kong's jaw almost drop out in shock.

Luo Long was not furious as Ao Kong had expected, but lowered his head shyly.

I saw that Luo Long, who was originally cold and cold, like a goddess, after hearing the teasing of the woman in red, his delicate face was quickly covered with crimson.

Luo Long was originally beautiful, and Ao Kong also had a slight liking for him, after all, Ao Kong was not a saint.

But Ao Kong was able to control his emotions well, and knew that Luo Long was his enemy, so he became ruthless and prepared to force flowers with his hands.

But Luo Long's reaction made Ao Kong dumbfounded.

Why are you blushing?

If you don't know how to fight, you will fall in love with yourself, right?
Fuck, when did my charm become so great?
Why is this?

Could it be that he is too handsome?
Thinking of this, Ao Kong nodded again. Combining these two consecutive things, it seems that there is only this explanation.

"The world is so big, why is it me who is the most handsome?"

Ao Kong raised his head and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle. On the top of the hall, there was a trace of indescribable sadness in his eyes.

After YY, Ao Kong hurriedly shattered these unrealistic fantasies, after all, life is beautiful and life is the most important thing.

What if this is Luo Long's plan, wanting to minimize his defensiveness before making a sneak attack?
"It seems that the possibility of this is infinitely greater than that of her falling in love with me!"

Ao Kong was startled, and then said: "Haha, sister, don't be joking, this sister is so good-looking, how can I be worthy of it?"

Regardless of whether it is appropriate to call sister or not, and how big the age gap between the two parties is, let's call first.

Besides, Luo Long looks like a 16-year-old girl, and Ao Kong looks a little more mature after upgrading to the Taiyi Xuanxian Realm, from a 16-year-old boy to a teenager.

But from the appearance, it seems that Ao Kong is indeed bigger.

"Heck, little brother, don't belittle yourself. You are so handsome, how can no one like you? Sister, I wish I was born in the same era as my little brother, so there will be nothing wrong with this guy."

The woman in red is really like a witch, every move, every frown and every smile is full of breathtaking charm. Fortunately, Ao Kong is determined and refrained from looking at it, otherwise if the domineering man next to him gets jealous, he will be so charming. If you slap yourself to death, that would be miserable.

Although the red-clothed witch said so, her eyes were aimed at the man beside her, and the slyness in her eyes disappeared in a flash.

Seeing this, the domineering man couldn't help laughing bitterly. He knew the woman's character very well, but he never thought that after endless years, she would still be so eccentric.

"Ming'er, stop joking, and get down to business!"

As he said that, the domineering man turned his head and looked at Ao Kong: "You are a descendant of my Dragon Clan, right? Your bloodline aura is very strange. It is obviously very thin, but it has the aura of ancestors."

"Very thin."

Ao Kong felt very speechless, his blood was extremely thick, even thicker than the blood of ordinary Tianlong clan, but it became very thin when it came into this man's mouth.

"Can you tell me about the current situation of the Dragon Clan?"

Da Neng opened his mouth, of course Ao Kong couldn't refuse, besides, this is his own Dragon Clan senior, and he has left so many good things for himself. spoke up.

A full quarter of an hour passed after this lecture, but the more the domineering man listened, the more ugly his face became, and in the end his face became as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"You mean, there are no more dragons in the world today?"

The domineering man suppressed the anger in his heart and asked.

"Uh, it's not that the Shenlong clan is gone, I guess there should be, but it's hidden in the world and doesn't appear anymore."

Seeing the man's anger soaring to the sky, Ao Kong couldn't help shrinking his head, and replied very puzzled.

This matter has been like this since a long time ago, and this man doesn't even know?
And he still pays so much attention to the Shenlong Clan, could it be that this man is a senior of the Shenlong Clan?

Ao Kong guessed in his heart, then nodded.

It seems that this should be the case, and if it is not the Shenlong clan, with the shackles of blood, the ordinary dragon clan should not be able to reach the level of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

"Blame me!"

The domineering man held his head in his hands, his expression extremely painful.

"It's all my fault. If it weren't for my willfulness, the Shenlong clan would not have declined to this point."

Seeing this scene, the demon girl in red changed her previous expression and gently hugged the man in her arms, her eyes also revealed a look of sadness and self-blame.

"Brother Tian, ​​how can you be blamed for this? If you hadn't met me, how could you have ended up like this."

The domineering man was shocked, knowing that Luo Ming must be feeling more uncomfortable than himself now, and attributed all the responsibility to himself, so he couldn't help suppressing the grief in his heart, and comforted: "I don't blame you, if I want to blame, I can only blame you. You can blame Rahu!"

As he said that, the eyes of the man called Brother Tian by the red-clothed witch radiated endless hatred.

Hearing the domineering man's words, the red-clothed demon girl's beautiful eyes narrowed, and many complex expressions flashed across her, but in the end, it turned into an unforgettable hatred.

After hearing this, Ao Kong didn't feel anything. After all, Ao Kong had already guessed that the decline of the dragon clan had a lot to do with the demon ancestor Luohu.

But Luo Long, who was standing aside and very curious, couldn't help it.

"What happened to you, the ancestor of Rahu, why do you blame Rahu?"

Seeing this scene, Ao Kong couldn't help covering his face, and lamented even more in his heart: "Hey, my little aunt, your strength has increased, but why haven't your eyesight improved? These two seem to have a different relationship with Luo Hu. Do you still speak for the great enemy of the world, do you think your life is too long?"

Ao Kong seemed to have thought of Luo Ting's tragic end, and was hesitating in his heart whether to save her or not.
Fuck, we are enemies!It's the enemy!

She wanted to die by herself, why should I save her?

Just when Ao Kong was struggling in his mind, the next plot development was beyond his expectation.

I saw two people who were originally extremely sad, but now they looked up in a daze, and looked up at Luo Long.

The red-clothed demon girl has already cleaned up her expression, and she is smiling again.

The speed of this face-changing is faster than that of Sichuan opera, which can be called a masterpiece, and Ao Kong can't help feeling that the witch is indeed a witch.

The demon girl in red smiled and asked Luo Taki, "Little girl, are you the witch saint of this generation?"

(End of this chapter)