Chapter 101: Dragon Prince's Little Koi (33-34)

He was in a daze, and couldn't help looking at the portrait under his pen.

Ruoli in the painting is as vivid as ever, as bright and moving as ever.

But, for some reason, in recent days, he has always felt that something is wrong.

It seemed that the people he painted shouldn't be like Ruoli.

Thinking about it, Du Yunwen's eyes trembled.

Can't help putting down the pen, pinching his eyebrows tangledly.

Why the recent Ruoli makes him feel even more unfamiliar.

Even, there is no excitement and longing for the pottery pots.

What the **** does this happen?

The more I thought about it, the more irritable and depressed, Du Yunwen's eyes constricted, and he couldn't help crumpling the painting on the table into a ball, and threw it on the ground casually.

Turning to take out the clay pot, take out the little poem inside, chanting over and over again.

He didn't know that at this time, in the courtyard outside the window, a dark shadow leaped out silently and went straight to Xiangguo Mansion.

"...He did it seriously?"

Hearing Du Yunwen's destruction of the painting from the spies, Liu Ruoli was startled, and the tea bowl clashed and fell to the ground.

The whole person couldn't stop the tremor.

He doubted, he really doubted it!

Sure enough, without the shelter of that little koi, even Yunwen would discover the truth and leave her...

Thinking of this, Liu Ruoli took a deep breath, her beautiful eyes stunned.

She must not let this happen!

Liu Ruoli turned to the spy again and asked in a deep voice, "The goddess, have you found it?"

The spy replied: "Miss Hui, the goddess has already been received in a temple on the outskirts of the city, look..."

"What do you look at!... This lady is going to find her now!"

Liu Ruoli slapped the table and hurriedly ordered.

Can't be dragged!

...

In the Crystal Palace, Xiang Xing hugged the brocade box with the happy clothes, and hopped back to his bedroom.

After going through the boxes and cabinets in the bedroom, he finally found a corner that he thought was very secret, and hid the brocade box in it.

After doing everything, the little guy triumphantly clapped his hands and returned to the small coral reef coffee table.

Eating with relish the candied haws delivered from the pantry.

However, as she was eating, she suddenly felt a tingling pain in the palm of her hand.

Xiang Xingjing stubbornly thought it was the candied haws stick sticking his hand.

Immediately he lowered his soft eyes and glanced at the palm of his hand.

Well?

It's white, nothing.

There are no barbs on the candied haws sticks either.

She frowned somewhat suspiciously.

At this moment, there was another tingling pain in the palm of his hand.

And it was worse than last time, and the pain made her squeeze her wrist vigorously, and she kept sucking in cold air.

Suspicious in my heart.

This, what is going on!

Xiang Xing thought about it for a while, and simply picked up his demon power, trying to check the veins of his palm.

But what she didn't expect was that the demon power had just been transported to the palm of her hand, and the sting was like being attacked, and the backlash was even more severe.

It was so painful that she couldn't help but screamed, her soft apricot eyes filled with tears for a moment.

As everyone knows, the big pearl on the waist forbidden step suddenly began to flicker.

On the other end, Ao Yuan, who was facing the guest roster with the old dragon king, instantly noticed the fluctuations from the Pearl Forbidden Step.

He paused, then threw away the roster, his figure flashed and disappeared.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Xiang Xing who was already lying on the table.

"Sister Xiaoyu!"

Seeing this scene, Ao Yuan suddenly felt that his heartbeat was about to stop, and quickly hugged her into his arms.

Seeing the little green palm, the man was taken aback for a moment, his azure blue eyes widened.

The evil bird's killing intent suddenly spread from the bottom of his eyes.

Who is using that Gu method on her!

The man immediately looked down and thought for a while.

Immediately squeezed the Dragon Jue, after chanting something in his mouth, his fingertips quickly poke Xiang Xing's palm.

At the same time that he was aware of it, the symptoms of turbulent redness quickly subsided.

Only then did Xiang Xing slowly come over, slowly opening his wet apricot eyes.

"Brother Xiaolong..."

She whispered softly, and couldn't help burying her small head in the man's arms, "Just now, hands, pain..."

"Don't be afraid, I'm already calm."

Ao Yuan coaxed distressedly, hugged her horizontally, and sent her to the big mussel shell bed.

Immediately half-kneeled in front of the bed, holding her little hand tightly with one hand, and gently stroking the little guy's sweaty forehead and cheek with the other.

His eyes were horribly heavy.

In that case, it was obvious who was using that evil Gu technique to test her or deal with her.

But……

Ao Yuan didn't understand again.

Unless the other party is also in the Crystal Palace, how can it be possible to suppress her through such a long distance?

Or, the other party has something on the little guy's body, and it is forcibly connected with her through that thing...

"hiss……"

The man couldn't help taking a breath.

If this is the case, the other party should have been to the place where the little guy stayed.

Ao Yuan thought of Xiangguo Mansion directly.

In addition, there are people in the Xiangguo Mansion who will control that kind of Gu, and the combination of the two has further confirmed his conjecture.

The man lifted up the power of the Dragon God without hesitation and pinched his fingers.

After a while, the thin lips snapped coldly.

Insatiable!

"……Well……"

The little guy's murmur came again, instantly blowing away the murderous aura from the man's eyes.

He paused, changing the soft color on his face, and Jun Yan moved closer to her.

Worried and whispered: "What's the matter?...Is it still uncomfortable?"

"much better……"

Xiang Xing sniffed, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and then struggled to sit up.

Ao Yuan quickly got up, sat down on the edge of the bed, and carefully supported her.

He whispered a little angrily, "I should continue to rest when I get better, huh?"

"Then, then I want you to hug and rest."

The little guy mumbled milkily, and continued to pounce on the man's arms.

The little hand gripped his front tightly, paused, and then said dullly, "Brother Xiaolong, just now...I saw a very strange picture."

"Ok?"

The man raised his eyebrows and rubbed his big hand with his little velvet head for a moment, "What picture?"

"that is……"

Xiang Xing sucked his nose again, thinking hard for a while.

Nuonuodi continued, "That is, it seems that in a strange temple, there is an old woman in a black cloak, who is dancing to the great god..."

"The more she jumped, the more painful my hands...until you came over, she suddenly seemed to be knocked down, fell to the ground and pumped, and even vomited a big mouthful of blood."

As he said, the little guy raised his face and looked at the man in confusion.

"Brother Xiaolong, why would I have such a dream?"

In short, she felt that it was too unusual.

Hearing this, Ao Yuan dropped his eyes slightly.

He smiled lightly: "You, maybe it's not a dream, but something that just happened."

"……what?"

Xiang Xing became more and more confused.

But the man didn't say much, he just gently helped her to lie down again.

Then, on the cool little forehead, a shallow kiss was dropped.

Immediately he lifted his lips: "Hey, rest early, tomorrow... let's go to the shore to play, eh?"