Chapter 944: Emperor Lingzhi

Lu Jiuque didn't want to listen to all kinds of sophistry about the food shortage. She smiled coldly and said to Qiongxue, "I'll leave this to you."

Qiongxue said gloomyly: "Don't worry, I will never let it die so easily... If you dare to attack a weak chicken, you will die!"

Lu Jiuque was moved for a moment, thinking that although Qiongxue disliked her every day on the surface, she actually didn't think so in her heart, this duplicity guy.

"Hmph, my little weak chicken, I can only be bullied by a tree!"

Lu Jiuque: "..." Nima, you're lying, give me back the emotion in my heart just now!

"Aoshuang, Ugly, Little Chicken, let's see how hard this guy's bones are!"

Xiao Xiao: "..."

Tianyin: "..."

Your uncle, you are the ugly (chicken), your whole family is ugly (chicken)!

Xiao and Tianyin, who dared not speak out in their hearts, turned their heads and poured all their anger on Shi Huang, beating him so fiercely!

Aoshuang watched silently, but helplessly covered her eyes with wolf claws.

It really wants to say that it doesn't know them...

...

As soon as this Lu Jiuque came out of the Dragon Mark Realm, he was hugged into his arms immediately, and the young man's displeased voice came: "Why have you been gone for so long?"

Once Lu Jiuque entered her mustard, Di Shifang would not be able to perceive her existence.

It was as if she had completely disappeared.

This feeling made him very unhappy, even faintly irritable.

Lu Jiuque turned his head, looked at the young man's tightly furrowed brows, and tiptoed to lightly peck him on the cheek.

"Sorry, but I'm having a little trouble."

The soft temperature made his face turn pale, and he looked at her deeply: "What's wrong?"

"Can't you smell it?" Lu Jiuque raised his hand and put it on Di Shifang's lips, "The owls said that I have a smell..."

Di Shifang was startled,

The drooping eyes are close to her wrist, white and delicate, slender and moderate, with a little bit of comfortable coolness, like beautiful jade.

Following Lu Jiuque's breathing, bursts of clear and sweet breath came out.

It's not obvious, not strong, but it can touch the itching place in Di Shifang's heart at once.

I don't know whether she enriched the fragrance or whether it adorned her.

Di Shifang curled his lips into a smile, held her hand, pressed a kiss on it, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's so sweet, what does it taste like?"

Lu Jiuque told Di Shifang the cause and effect before and after, and then talked about the flower in detail.

"It's a flower with petals of ten different colors. Oh, by the way, one of the petals is colorless and transparent. Shi Huang said that this is called ten spirits, and he also said that I inherited the special fragrance of ten spirits."

"Ten-colored petals? Ten spirits?" Di Shifang squeezed Lu Jiuque's hand tightly, and the smile disappeared, "Are you sure it's really ten different-colored petals?"

Lu Jiuque's wrist hurt a little, and he whispered, "Yes, what's wrong?"

Di Shifang's eyes suddenly filled with ice, and he couldn't help but tightly grasped Lu Jiuque's hand, and even the surrounding dense forests gradually covered with frost.

"damn it."

Seeing Di Shifang like this made Lu Jiuque feel nervous.

"This flower is poisonous?" Otherwise, why such a dignified expression?

Di Shifang shook his head, his voice was low, like a dark river flowing: "No, this is a strange flower from heaven and earth, it can awaken the potential in the blood of all races, and it has the effect of changing the fate of all races. One of those that can be met but not sought after.”