The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 306
"Then you choose a name that suits your strength." Xie Wanrong leaned leisurely in Qi Jinghuan's arms, and spoke slowly.

As soon as these words came out, Jiaolong really thought about it.

After deliberating carefully for a while, he smiled sinisterly and said triumphantly, "Flying Dragon!"

"..."

Xie Wanrong was stunned for a full two seconds, and repeated the two words that came out of Jiaolong's mouth in a funny way, and couldn't help but taunt him: "Flying dragon? Jiaolong, you are here to be funny."

She regained her composure, was a little tired, and yawned slightly: "Bingli, your name, if you really want to be called Feilong, believe it or not, I'll immediately take all the treasures in your cave into my bag."

"It's called Bingli!" Jiaolong replied almost immediately, then repeated the name again and said with a smile: "This name is not bad."

Qi Jinghuan smiled and moved his big hand on Xie Wanrong's soft waist, and at the same time told Jiaolong: "Go outside and watch the night."

Jiaolong was afraid of Qi Jinghuan, Qi Jinghuan glanced at him slightly, and he kept silent and walked out of his cave slowly.

Hong Ling then flew out.

The whole cave fell silent instantly, Xie Wanrong looked back and saw only a spacious stone bed, biting his lower lip tightly.

Even if she didn't look up, she could still feel the burning gaze on her.

She quickly picked up the divine jade mirror: "Who do you think is the owner of this mirror?"

"Wan'er, you've already asked a lot about this mirror. There are so many resentments about this ancient relic, and it's not a good thing to keep it." Qi Jinghuan narrowed his eyes coldly, staring at the divine jade mirror, his brows barely visible. wrinkled.

"I'm just curious, it's okay." Xie Wanrong had no choice but to put away the divine jade mirror, and a gust of wind blew in. Instantly, sleepiness swept over him, his eyelids became heavier, and there were many shadows in front of his eyes. He said vaguely: "Ah Huan, I A little tired."

Qi Jinghuan nodded and was about to speak, but saw that Xie Wanrong had fallen asleep in her arms.

His slightly sunken phoenix eyes became condensed, and he called tentatively: "Wan'er?"

There was no movement.

Qi Jinghuan frowned involuntarily, and hugged Xie Wanrong onto the stone bed, his deep cold eyes shot a cold light, he lay flat on his back, a sneer appeared on the corner of his thin lips, and the three words cold nothing came out of his mouth , "The Nether Palace."

When Xie Wanrong, who had passed out from a coma, woke up again, there was a black hole in front of him, and the silence was eerie.

She cautiously took a few steps forward, and suddenly there was light in the dark space.

Cyan-red will-o'-the-wisps stand on both sides, illuminating the path under your feet.

She lowered her eyes and saw that bones were piled up under her feet. Looking left and right, she saw a long bridge made of bones, and the stench of rotting flesh and blood greeted her.

"Goo-dong--"

Suddenly a sound came from under the bridge, Xie Wanrong glanced in surprise, only to see that the black-red blood began to boil, and something came out little by little.

Is this a dream?
If it was a dream, it would be too real.

If it wasn't a dream, her eyes became sharper, and she shouted in a deep voice: "What is wrong, get out!"

She dodges quickly, quickly crosses the bone bridge, stands beside the hard stone, and stares carefully at the black-red pool of blood.

Reflected by the blue-red will-o'-the-wisp, the huge monster emerging from the bottom gradually appeared in front of his eyes. His lower body was still not in the pool, and he walked slowly in the blood pool, walking towards the stone bank step by step.

　Thank you baby [little liar] for the reward of 100 book coins~Qiqi loves you~how big~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)