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Chapter 309 Wushan Has a Dream (Part [-])
Sheng Chuyi didn't get up lazily until the three suns in Shenyu reached the mid-heaven.

Xiao Lian was lazy like never before, and continued to make a warm nest under the quilt, without lifting the irises on the dragon's eyes, he groaned, "What are you going to do? Who are you hitting today?"

"You don't need to pay attention to whoever you hit, you can rest assured to raise your baby, and wait for me to shoot down all three suns to send you off."

Sheng Chuyi put on his clothes slowly, straightened his hair crown in front of the mirror, with a calm expression on his face, looked at the dragon tail hanging by the bed from the mirror, still flicking it lazily, the tenderness in his eyes was more Nostalgia.

He raised his jaw slightly, and carefully arranged the folds of the neckline layer by layer.

Once upon a time, every time he went to see this father, he had to be meticulous in his clothes and clothes, and he would be scolded head and face if he did anything wrong.

At that time, he never saw an appreciative smile on his face, let alone being allowed to smile in front of him.

Sheng Chuyi faced the mirror with a flourishing and unparalleled smile on his face.

On the Yimaping River outside Liuli City, the two armies faced each other, and the flags were flying. When the black imperial sedan chair was raised, it looked like a vain black palace.

Yanhuang is leading the eight demon kings here to scold, and there, with the mentality of high-level creatures not being familiar with you low-level beasts, they can barely retaliate and maintain an elegant and noble posture. It's been a few hours now.

But with good eyesight, you can clearly see the remaining god kings, their faces turn green and pale for a while, very ugly.

But without Haoyuan's order, no one dared to say anything casually.

Haoyuan is at the other end right now, being carried on the back of the nine-color beast, drinking tea leisurely.

It should be seeing Sheng Chuyi's imperial sedan chair rising, the pomp is a bit bigger than him, and his face sank even more.

"Fang Cun, I haven't seen you for so many years, and you are still so unruly."

The more he said that he had no rules, the more uneducated Sheng Chuyi became, and he simply leaned on the soft pillow in the imperial sedan chair, "I was born with a mother, but I was not taught by my father. Even with this appearance, I have nothing to do with myself."

Sure enough, he no longer recognizes him as his father!

Hao Yuan shook his hand, and threw the teacup heavily, "Fang Cun, if you kneel down in front of the battle now, and call me father again, and read that I'm with your father and son, I can consider letting you live, not only can the past and old debts be written off , and tens of thousands of years later, this God Realm, heaven and earth, is all yours! Don't wait until the army is defeated, and then think of begging me to let you and your shameless beast that climbed onto the bed be spared. It’s too late, but it’s too late to regret it!”

He spoke so harshly that Sheng Chuyi clenched his hands and looked up at the sky, "I appreciate the kindness of the God Emperor. Don't worry, I have inherited the generosity and benevolence of the mother goddess, and I promise you now. If you are defeated, no matter what, this lord will protect you from death. Not only will you not die, but you will never die, and you can see how loving this lord and that little beast are every day, a hundred sons and thousands of grandchildren!"

He brazenly called Xiao Lian that little bastard in public, but those three words sounded extremely painful, and some people in the Tianzhu Army began to laugh uncontrollably.

The laughter became louder and louder, spreading like a sea tide, and finally turned into a sky-shattering unscrupulous laughter, but instead became a kind of contempt and demonstration against the group of well-dressed and sanctimonious gods opposite.

Sheng Chuyi leaned leisurely on the soft pillow, and waved lazily, "Go, give me a good hit, if it breaks, I will carry it!"

The kings below laughed wildly, and even Yan Sha half-covered his cheeks with a feather fan, his narrow eyebrows and eyes slightly curved.

Beating Lao Tzu, especially helping Lao Tzu beat Lao Tzu, inexplicably makes these demons and ghosts extremely excited.

The horns that shook the sky sounded again, and the forwards of the two armies rushed towards each other, colliding violently, there was a loud shout of killing, swords and soldiers clashed, and the light of mana flew across.

Sheng Chuyi leaned in the imperial sedan chair, his eyes passed through the elegant gauze curtain, and fell firmly on Haoyuan's body.

At this time, Canyang's voice from outside was not too loud, just falling into his ears, "Your Majesty, God King Chisu is missing from the opposite side."

Sheng Chuyi's expression turned serious, "Where did you go?"

"It should be a repeat of the old trick, but I don't know if the target is the dome this time, or..." Zhongjun Zhang.

Sheng Chuyi sat up straight, "You take a team of the fastest dragon beasts and cross the camp to support Qionglong. Be sure to keep the front line."

"Then...what about Dragon Lord?"

Sheng Chuyi's eyes returned to Hao Yuan who was only a white spot in the distance, he was betting who he would save first.

If it is said that among the six god kings who died last night, only Wuguang was able to fight, then today's Chisu is a hundred times stronger and more fierce, and he is very good at surprise attacks and assassinations.

He wanted to get back last night's account intact.

"It's okay, you just have to do your own thing."

Hao Yuan sat on the nine-color beast, looked down at the battlefield below, let out a cold snort, looked back slightly, and showed to the Wushan King who was always standing by his side.

The corner of Wushan King's lips curled up, his body remained still, and a cloud of green smoke scattered from the top of his head.

In Zhutian Zhongjun's tent, Xiao Lian just ate something, and fell down again, sleeping comfortably, with four paws spread out, belly upturned, without the elegance of the Demon Queen Dragon Lord at all.

A gentle hand gently caressed her slightly swollen belly, and the woman said in an elegant and quiet voice: "He is fighting to the death for you with his father, but you are sleeping soundly here."

In the dream, Xiao Lian frowned, but couldn't wake up, "Wushan?"

"Oh, it's really enviable that he loves you so much."

"What are you doing here? Get out of my dream!"

"This king has already come, but you can't just ask him to leave with a word or two."

"What do you want to do?" In the dream, Xiao Lian faced this elegant person like a flying goddess, for some reason, he felt a little embarrassed, carefully protected his stomach, and took a few steps back.

Wu Shan's voice flowed like a spring, gentle and reassuringly seductive, "I have just read your story carefully, and the relationship between you and Shaojun is really impeccable."

She was able to sneak into her dreams and spy on her memory!
"Get out of here!"

Wu Shan slightly helped Fu Ruyun's temples, "This king is not capable of fighting and killing, but to be king in this god's domain must have something extraordinary, Xiao Yunji, guess what, or die Either, give birth to a red-haired nine-tails, which outcome do you want to choose, and which one will drive your beloved lover completely crazy?"

Her weak and boneless hands flipped slowly in her sleeves, "For this king, changing tires is really easy, but he has always disdained it. But in the current form, life and death are at stake, each is his own master, and we can't tolerate it." Wife's benevolence, tell me, what should this king do?"

Xiao Lian fell into a nightmare, but he couldn't wake up, "How dare you! If you dare to touch my child, I will cut you into pieces and turn your bones into ashes!"

The Wushan King in the dream just smiled softly, "It's too illusory to talk about the future, let's just talk about the present..."

Her voice became softer and softer, approaching Xiao Lian.

Xiao Lian couldn't even dodge backwards, so she could only let her hands cover her lower abdomen.

"Get your hands off! Get your hands off!"

She struggled desperately, but it was all in vain.

That hand gently caressed the unconcealed lower abdomen, and Xiao Lian felt an extremely slight tremor in his abdomen.

no!Never let her touch the child!
She bit the tip of her tongue hard, filling her mouth with fishy sweetness, but she still couldn't wake up.

Looking up, she saw Wu Shan's eyes facing each other, she was very close, but she couldn't even move.

"Go away!"

Wu Shan smiled ferociously on his gentle face, "It's too late."

Xiao Lian suddenly looked behind her, "Pacifier! Help me!"

Wu Shan laughed more and more horribly, "In the dream of my ruler, you thought someone else would enter... ah... k... k..."

A big black mouth swallowed her in one gulp.

Creaking, chewing on the pacifier satisfactorily, the big wet tongue licked his lips, and then swung it out to lick Xiao Lian's face.

Boom!A gong sounded.

Wu Shan, who was standing beside Hao Yuan, collapsed and collapsed.

Xiao Lian was awakened by the loud noise, opened his eyes, and was facing the dark face of the pacifier.

"He sent you here?"

"That's right." The pacifier nodded, it was black and fierce, and it turned out to be the voice of a little doll.

"You can talk? Why is this voice?"

"Pacifier, porridge for you, so milk."

Xiao Lian felt a chill in his stomach, "Okay, okay, it's up to you."

Sheng Chuyi is really good at planning, and the only one who can clean up Wushan King, the god king who manipulates women's dreams, is the pacifier, a nightmare condensed monster.

(End of this chapter)