Chapter 2129
Jin Yun is an evolved dragon from the white dragon clan. Although he no longer belongs to the white dragon clan after he evolves into a golden dragon, the white dragon clan has always regarded him as the glory of the white dragon clan. Yun is a junior again, and can't bear it.
But the other mere humans wanted to eat dragon meat, and this time he couldn't bear it anymore.
Di Jiuque flashed lightly and flashed past the hurricane, but because the speed was not timely, the mask on his face shattered.
"Crack." It was only a small piece at first, and then the crack grew bigger and bigger until it was completely broken.
A handsome face was revealed.
"Hi!" A faint gasp sounded.
In particular, the hands-on White Dragon King, bulging his eyes, stood still, trembling uncontrollably.
This...this...the devil!
Bloody memories flooded into his mind like a sea tide. Back then, it was this man who, with one hand, threw the emperor of their dragon clan into the dragon tomb like garbage.
At the moment when the mask shattered, a pressure as cold as frost radiated out, and the air was almost stagnant.
The black-haired man in dark clothes stared at the shattered mask in his hands, and a terrifying killing intent emerged from his narrow eyes.
"Your Highness!" The Dragon King of the Red Dragon Clan was the first to react, exclaimed, and hurriedly knelt down.
The speed was so fast that Yun Qingyan was speechless.
What about the dignity of the dragon race?
Immediately afterwards, the White Dragon King wanted to cry without tears and knelt down, "I don't know if your honor is here, and if you offend your honor, you should die."
No wonder they were so scared, it was because the Emperor Jiuque left a deep impression on them back then, and the entire dragon clan almost died.
In a fit of rage, millions of corpses were buried and bloodshed for thousands of miles, nothing more than that.
Di Jiuque clenched the fragments of the mask tightly, and looked at the White Dragon King with cold eyes, "You really deserve to die."
Ao Dong and Ao Nan stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, if the White Dragon King offends you, our dragon clan will punish him.
I beg your lord to spare his life. "
Dragons are rare in the first place. Recently, the relationship between Dragon Valley and Phoenix Cliff has been very tense. If they lose a Dragon King, their Dragon Valley triangle is equivalent to a corner collapse.
Cang Ming suffered a lot from Di Jiuque, and did not dare to speak directly, so he could only rely on the contract to contact Yun Qingyan for help.
Yun Qingyan received Cang Ming's request for help, stepped forward, and held the hand that wanted to attack.
She doesn't care about the White Dragon King, but her monsters always have to give some face.
Yun Qingyan, who had already mastered the skill of smoothing hair, grabbed Di Jiuque's hand and smoothed the hair patiently, with a smile in his dark eyes, "Let the dragon family handle this little white dragon by itself.
How tiring to do it yourself. "
At the end, Yun Qingyan added another sentence, "If your hand hurts, I will still feel bad for you."
In front of everyone's eyes, everyone saw a thin layer of blush on the fair and delicate face of the handsome man who was still furious and the mountains were about to come, and even his jade-like ears were stained with a sparkling crimson.
The eyelids are drooping, the clear and narrow pupils, which are usually intimidating and compelling, are dyed with a touch of shyness.
She pursed her thin lips slightly, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth seemed to rise slightly, but she was suppressed by the master pretending to be reserved.
Everyone: "?!!"
Fuck it!
shy?
Are they blind? !
The older dragon clan rubbed his eyes hard, with the strength of the dragon clan, there would be no problem of myopia.