Chapter 212: Dragon Prison Platform
Ange originally wanted to find out about the Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan.
As a result, I listened to a Huang Mei opera.
The old dragon who had practiced the ruthless way for thousands of years was also pitiful. He had kept his virginity like a jade for tens of thousands of years, but one day he met the divine Huangnv, who directly deflowered him.
Wonderful!
"It's time to eat!" Long Chen came in with the gurgling beast soup.
Staring at Ange.
Ange looked at him in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Long Chen reached out and wiped her nose: "You have a nosebleed."
Ange wiped it quickly, "Oh, no, it's okay, I'm just getting angry, just a normal fever."
Long Chen raised his eyebrows slightly: "Getting angry? I can put out the fire."
"Oh~ how to destroy it?" Ange looked at him with affection.
Long Chen: "Do you want to eat me first or eat first?"
Ange sat in Long Chen's arms and touched his face: "Can't we eat together?"
Long Chen's breathing became heavier, and his Adam's apple rolled, "I'll hold you while you eat."
This meal was a very satisfying one.
At night, Ange lay in Long Chen's arms, feeling hot and uncomfortable all over.
"Long Chen." Ange called him.
Long Chen sniffed Ange's hair and responded lazily with a nasal voice: "Hmm?"
Ange's head was dizzy and her body temperature was high. "I might be in heat."
Long Chen was invigorated, turned over and pressed him down: "I am as vigorous as a dragon and a tiger."
As Ange was half conscious, she felt the scene described by the bluebird constantly changing before her eyes...
The Red Flame Armor lifted up the last layer of silk pants that covered the body.
"stop!"
Inside the black iron prison door, the golden pupils in Long Ye's eyes stood up into thin lines. The Dragon Prison Platform suddenly shook, but was pressed down by Phoenix's palm at the center of the flame pattern formation.
The Divine Phoenix touched his trembling belly and said, "Is this the place..."
The pure fire energy gathered at his fingertips and pierced into his lower abdomen. Long Ye's tense waist suddenly arched, and the dragon's roar echoed in the cell with a tremor.
The Flame Pattern Dragon Prison Formation began to rotate, and the dragon-locking chain tightened downwards, forcing Long Ye to lie on his back on the Dragon Prison Platform.
"Do you know why I want a dragon heir?"
The scarlet dress fell like a waterfall, "Because I want your bones and blood to be forever engraved with my mark."
The Dragon Prison Platform suddenly burst into golden light, and the Dragon Prison Formation under Long Ye began to tremble. He gritted his teeth and said, "I will never let you do what you want, even if I die."
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"An Ge, An Ge!"
Ange took a deep breath and suddenly woke up from the illusion.
Long Chen picked up the unconscious An Ge and said, "Don't scare me."
Ange felt dry mouth and hoarse throat as if a handful of sand was poured into it, "Thirsty."
Longwei picked up the cup of water that had been prepared on the table, helped Ange and fed her the water.
After drinking a glass of water, Long Chen worriedly asked, "Are you feeling better?"
Ange had a splitting headache, as if something was about to break out of its shell.
"pain."
Ange said: "Headache."
Long Chen laid her flat and gave her a head massage.
After pressing for a while, Ange grabbed his hand and said, "Hold me and sleep for a while."
"Okay." Long Chen hugged Ange into his arms, and released all the spiritual power that he usually didn't want to use, surrounding Ange.
The dragon egg covered with cloth placed in the living room outside the door seemed to sense that A Niang was sick, and did not even absorb a single breath of the surging spiritual energy.
It was not until the next morning that Ange woke up from this dazed feeling.
Long Chen picked the golden fruit and fed it to her. "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Ange opened her mouth and Long Chen fed her, "I don't feel uncomfortable anymore, just a little sleepy."
I was half asleep and half awake last night and my sleep quality was very poor.
"Eat the fruit and then take a nap." Long Chen said.
"Yeah." Ange lay down and continued to sleep.
Long Chen went down the mountain carrying the dragon egg!
Bang!
An object falls in a parabola.
The bluebird ignored the pain and retreated using its hands and feet.
Long Chen walked towards her step by step like a killing god, "What on earth did you do to Ange?"
Qingniao had never seen Long Chen angry. He looked like a god who had come back from hell, full of hostility.
Horrified: "I, I don't know what you are talking about."
"If you don't understand, then go to hell." Long Chen slashed down from the air with his palm, and golden light flew towards the blue bird with a gust of wind.
A white crane flew over, spread its huge wings to protect the blue bird, and the golden light shattered Heming's defense in a second. Heming hugged the blue bird in his arms, turned over and used his back to take the blow for her.
Both of them were knocked away.
Long Chen flew over, with a bright light in his hand, and he wanted to kill both of them together.
Heming: "I'll tell you whatever you want to know. Let Bluebird go."
The murderous intent in Long Chen's eyes made him realize that this man really intended to kill them both.
The golden light surrounded by spiritual energy between Long Chen's fingers did not go out, but his movements stopped.
Heming: "If Bluebird dies, she will never forgive you."
Heming did not say explicitly who this "she" was, because he knew that Longchen could understand.
Long Chen flew closer and flew away carrying Heming.
Half an hour later...
Heming walked back from outside the tribe.
Didn’t see Long Chen.
Bluebird ran over and asked worriedly, "Heming, are you okay?"
Heming shook his head.
"Have you told him everything?" asked Bluebird.
Heming looked at her: "He had guessed it a long time ago."
A cold sweat broke out on Qingniao's back, and he lowered his head, "I'm sorry."
Heming touched her head and said, "That is the only golden dragon in the world. No clues can be hidden from him."
Heming's hand slid down Qingniao's hair to her cheek, pinched her chin, and forced her to raise her head.
"Little Bluebird, what did you say to Ange? She got sick when she returned."
Panic flashed across Qingniao's face, but she quickly covered it up. "I cast a small barrier to cover the Divine Phoenix, and then used a small spell of backtracking on her, making the Divine Phoenix think that the scenes she saw were described to her by me."
Heming took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, pinched her chin and threw her aside angrily, "Long Chen didn't kill you, he really showed mercy."
Heming seemed to be unsatisfied, and he grabbed Qingniao's neck again and approached: "If you continue to be so reckless, how can I protect you?"
Qingniao was frightened by Heming's eyes, "It's just a replay spell, I just want Shenhuang to see how Longye deceived her."
"You!" Heming really wanted to strangle her to death. He sighed, "What the Backtracking Method allows the Divine Phoenix to see are all things she has personally experienced. If the Divine Phoenix awakens in advance..."
Bluebird's feet went weak, and he started to get scared. "Heming, I'm in trouble!"
Heming turned and left, saying, "Little bird, you have died several times, why don't you learn your lesson?"
How can I feel at ease with you like this?
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