693. Chapter 693 Explanation of the 9+Q Group of Gods From Heaven

3q c, the fastest update of The Evil King Chasing His Wife: Good-for-nothing Miss Nitian! The little Shenlong opened his eyes and saw Li Aoqiong for the first time.

Seeing him, he immediately thought of what he did to the little master before.

A look of evil flashed in the eyes of the little dragon, it raised its paw and slapped it towards Li Aoqiong's forehead!

The sharp claws not only scratched Li Aoqiong's face to pieces, but also knocked his body to the ground heavily!

Su Luo's jaw almost fell to the ground in shock.

The Little Shenlong was barely promoted to the sixth rank before, but now it suddenly overthrows Li Aoqiong, what kind of realm is this?

But when looking at Li Aoqiong again, Su Luo completely understood.

At this time, Li Aoqiong, who was released by Master Rong Yun most of his spiritual energy, had already reached the fourth level of strength.

Falling from the dignified ninth step to the fourth step is not stingy with the difference from heaven to hell.

Seeing him in such a state of distress, Su Luo felt less aggrieved by being hunted down before.

Then look at the sudden increase in the strength of the little dragon, that little bit of aggrieved feeling turned into excitement.

Su Luo hugged the little dragon happily, and flicked its little head: "Oh, it's back to its original shape, how powerful is it now?"

"Master, master, I'm already at the seventh level!" The little Shenlong's proud voice sounded in Su Luo's mind.

"It's much more competitive than your master." Su Luo patted its small head.

Compared with this, Su Luo is really envious and jealous.

Therefore, reincarnation is also a skill, and luck is also a part of strength.

As an exceptionally gifted dragon clan, the little dragon does not need to practice at all. It should eat, drink, sleep, and absorb the spiritual power of bad guys and turn it into used. It flew to the seventh level without paying attention.

On the other hand, she was hunted down everywhere, went on adventures again and again, and worked so hard that she was only at the fifth level.

This comparison is a bitter tear.

The little dragon didn't know what its master was thinking, it was standing in Su Luo's embrace with its little ass pouted, its moist pink tongue was licking her swollen neck.

After being massaged by the little dragon, Su Luo felt a cool and refreshing feeling, and when she touched it again, all the redness and swelling disappeared.

But Li Aoqiong.

With blood all over his face, he stumbled to his feet.

With just one glance, he saw the little divine dragon with confused eyes in Su Luo's arms.

It's a real little dragon, not a little milk dog!

"It, it, it..." Li Aoqiong's finger pointing at the little Shenlong continued to tremble, his face full of astonishment.

Little Shenlong hates him when he sees him!

So, before Su Luo could make a move, the little dragon jumped out of her embrace and aimed at Li Aoqiong's chest.

"Papa papa papa—"

He threw six punches in a row, and he vomited blood even if he punched it!

The appearance of the little Shenlong is clearly that of Master Rong Yun before learning.

At this time, Master Rong Yun looked at the little Shenlong, and a trace of warmth flashed in those usually indifferent eyes.

He waved to the little dragon.

The little Shenlong tilted his head and looked at him for a moment.

Maybe it felt that the breath on his body was clean and comfortable, so the little Shenlong hesitated for a moment, then let go of his calf and jumped onto him.

Master Rong Yun was obviously in a good mood.

The corner of his mouth, which was always serious and unsmiling, unexpectedly curved slightly.

Although it passed away in a flash, it was enough to shock everyone.

Almost everyone is guessing what is the relationship between Master Rong Yun and Little Shenlong.

Bei Chenying even patted Su Luo's shoulder enviously: "The pain has come to an end."

Lan Xuan also patted Su Luo's other shoulder: "Finally, the clouds opened to see the moonlight."

An Yeming pursed his lips and smiled: "Congratulations."

"Where does joy come from?" Su Luo was still puzzled.