My Formidable Beast-Controlling Consort Rules

The young dragons think that most of the resources are given to the seniors to enjoy, but they don’t know that they are actually being given tribute.

Ao Dong and Ao Nan looked at each other. In these ten thousand years of wind and rain, it is rare to feel an impulse called fear.

No... it wouldn't be so coincidental, would it?

"Is the scenery of the Dragon Race good?" Yun Wanwan asked curiously, never expecting that Emperor Jiuque had been to the Dragon Race.

"Not good." Di Jiuque replied.

Ao Dong and Ao Nan: "..."

They are definitely wrong, right? How could that one answer this kind of question so calmly.

But because of that fear, the two were fine.

Ao Dong looked at Ao Qing who was shot flying by Cang Ming, "I receive the punishment."

Cang Ming said he was very satisfied with Ao Dong's approach, and the brat was a little older.

Ao Nan took a cautious look at Emperor Jiuque, and joined forces with Ao Dong to open a barrier leading to Dragon Valley.

"Please follow us." The honorific was already used unknowingly.

Although the posture is still very generous, Yun Qingyan always feels that the attitudes of the two Azure Dragon Kings towards Emperor Jiuque are not quite right, and there are several dragons of the Bailong clan who look a little older.

As if he had touched a natural enemy, he could no longer take care of her to prevent her from running away, but subconsciously stayed away for a certain distance.

Yun lightly leaned closer to Emperor Jiuque, holding his hand, "Di Jiuque, did you do something to the Dragon Race...excessive thing?"

Emperor Jiuque frowned and thought of the five-clawed golden dragon king's inner alchemy that was still in the nine-layer palace.

His face is precious and indifferent, and the emotions in his deep narrow eyes are cold, and there is no trace of lying.

Shaking his head, "No."

In his mind, it was just killing a dragon that coveted his power, not too much.

"Yeah." Yun nodded softly, expressing his trust in him.

Although his family's Xiaoqueque is a little colder, as long as others don't provoke him, he will not take the initiative.

"What should I do, King? They left with the dragon clan, the lord's gun..." In the second-floor box, people who were reluctant to leave witnessed their departure.

"Wei Ze, have you recorded it yet?" The demon man with scars on his face looked at another white and clean demon.

Wei Ze's talent is space control, and any fluctuation in space can't escape his magic eye.

"My lord, I have recorded the coordinates of Dragon Valley. We can go to the Dragon Clan at any time." The demon said.

"My lord! Are we going to Dragon Valley?" The Demon Race who spoke first looked horrified.

What is Dragon Valley? The base camp of the dragon!

Although Yawu City is a territory under the Dragon Clan, it is a mixture of fish and dragons, and their identities may not be discovered.

But when it comes to Dragon Valley, it's different.

It is absolutely exclusive there, and it is very disgusting to people outside Dragon Valley, and is extremely sensitive to strange breaths.

Moreover, Dragon Valley is not only inhabited by any of the Qinglong, Bailong and Red Dragon tribes, but the three tribes coexist.

Once discovered, they will be besieged by the dragons of the entire Dragon Valley!

"Yeah." Despite the scars on his face, the eye-catching eyes of the dazzlingly handsome Mozu looked deeply in the direction where Yun Qingyan had left, "The lord's gun, we must retrieve it.

That is the key to the resurrection of the lord. "

The mouth of the dragon clan who spoke first moved twice, but finally did not speak.

He thinks the king is absolutely crazy!

The lord has been dead for nearly a million years, how can there be a possibility of resurrection!