Emperor Zun's way of chasing his wife: Go away to the gods

Chapter 102 Still want to return?
When Shenlong was at a loss, a blue figure suddenly approached him slowly in Lei Yunjian.

The visitor stroked his knee-length white beard, his eye sockets were deep and sunken in, and the fundus of his eyes seemed to have not had a good rest all year round, showing a heavy blue-purple color.

He looked at Shenlong's drowsy appearance, even though his chest was filled with raging anger, he still suppressed it, and a slightly hoarse voice sounded,

"Master Shenlong, I have a way to take that tricky woman away!"

Shenlong drooped his eyelids and waved his claws, as if inviting him to come over. The man quickly moved to the side of Shenlong, with a flash of sternness in his eyes.

As soon as he walked into Shenlong's side, he felt the positive air pressure so that he couldn't breathe all over his body, so he knelt down neatly and said tremblingly,
"My lord Shenlong, the villain really has a way to take that nasty woman away. After the matter is done, I wonder if Lord Shenlong can give the villain the heart of the flood dragon?"

He made a good plan, the left and right Yunya were all out of their wits, wouldn't it be a waste of money to occupy that dragon's heart.

Shenlong glanced at him very arrogantly, with deep impatience in his eyes, he played with his dragon claws boredly, his eyes narrowed impatiently, with a hint of killing intent.

This person is really too crazy, he actually wants to use his noble dragon body to get the heart of the dragon.

Even if he's just a beast, he still has brains, okay? If his majestic Lord Shenlong is stained with the filth of the human world, how can he do justice for the heavens?

Seeing that Shenlong was a little impatient, the man quickly bent his back and showed his sincerity to Shenlong with an extremely humble gesture.

"Master Shenlong, don't worry, the villain will definitely not reveal this matter."

The implication is that only you and I know about this matter, and no third person knows about it.

When the man thought that Shenlong was about to agree, a multicolored ray of light suddenly shot out from the farther sky, and accompanied by that ray of light, was still the snow-white figure in fluttering robes.

At this time, she was wiping the rays of light from the other side, her outline was unparalleled, her eyes were squinting at a dragon and a person, and there was deep dissatisfaction in her eyes,
"Shenlong, God ordered you to let that man and demon go."

She looked anxiously in the God Realm, that's why she secretly went down to the God Realm, just to save Liu Ran's life, and Yun Ya was just passing by.

Shenlong saw that the person who came was Shangshen Zichu of Jiuchongtian, the daughter of Yinchuan, God of War. It lowered its eyes and uttered a dragon moan in depression, "Shangshen, it is hard to escape that day."

The man looked at the woman's beautiful face, a look of infatuation flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared quickly, but at this moment his back straightened up, and he said impassionedly,

"Shangshen must not let that monster go, if he lets go of that monster, disaster will happen to the human world!"

Zichu's footsteps gradually approached the man, and he stepped on his palm with a muddy spiritual force.

There was only a creaking sound, and the man yelled out in a miserable voice, his eyes were bloodshot, he looked at Zichu in disbelief, he couldn't believe that there was such a vicious woman in the God Realm, and shouted,

"God, what is this doing?"

And the Shenlong next to him took a few breaths, even though it was a divine object, but because of its urine nature, this first god has the sword Fuli, it will indeed become her flesh and blood, and let her slaughter it.

Zichu let out a leisurely breath, a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, and he let out a cold snort of contempt, "How dare a mere mortal preach to the god!"

The man looked at Zichu blankly. He was about to cast a spell to heal the wound on his hand, but he just used the breath of his dantian.

I only felt a sweetness in my throat, and spit out a mouthful of thick black blood, even the cloud was stained with that blood.

The sarcasm in Zichu's eyes was even worse, and he said proudly, "You still want to return the gift God gave you?"

(End of this chapter)