The evil king protects the short

Chapter 689 One day finally came 3
"I would like to ask you to hurry to Yexing to see if there is any way to fight against the enemy together."

When Zong Zehong said such words to Cang Yun, Mo Yuan, and Qiu Zhiling, the three of them were undoubtedly surprised.

In their eyes, this man who was once cold and ruthless to the point of heinousness would never use the word "please".

But they knew better that these words undoubtedly revealed a fact, that is, the emperor of the human world had already regarded them as his own.

For them, this is affirmation!
"Huoxie colluded with monsters? If that's the case, brother Mo Yuan and I must contribute our modest efforts!"

"Boss Ice Cube, if there is a fight, I definitely can't live without me!"

"After you say that, I want to go too..."

Sitting leisurely on the side sipping fragrant tea, her crystal-like purple eyes glowing like glass under the moonlit night, Ni Ling listened to everyone's words, and couldn't bear her lively temper.

"Ling'er, don't get meddled!"

"Otherwise, my lord will come to a royal conquest?"

Smiling, Ni Ling acted like "I knew it", and encouraged Zong Zehong to go out in person.

She hadn't forgotten that he had inherited the power of the Panlong, but now there was no room for him to use it. She hadn't seen the power of the legendary God of War yet!

"If I march in person, Ling'er, you will definitely accompany me, so what about Linyue?"

"..." That's right!She seems to have forgotten her precious son who can't even walk, talk, and only drool.

"The emperor, that's the decision. Moyuan Xiaoling and I will set off tonight and rush to the camp of General Ye Xing."

"Come back as soon as possible, and I will greet you personally!"

Substituting tea for wine under the moon, Zong Zehong and Ni Ling sent Mo Yuan and Cang Yun away, and Qiu Zhiling then left the imperial capital with the ancient flying dragon Zhan Gu.

But before Mo Yuan left, he took a deep look at Ni Ling, "Princess Ling, take care!" The succinct sentence expressed endless worries.

No one understands the deep meaning of Mo Yuan's words, perhaps only Ni Ling knows.

Sitting on the stone pavilion, looking at the giant flying dragon drifting away from the sky, after leading the three of them away, Ni Ling pouted and said with red eyes: "Why do I feel that Zhan Gu has become Xiao Ling's mount?"

"Could it be that Ling'er wants it too?" Seeing Ni Ling's thoughts, Zong Zehong smiled, and the world turned pale.

"I don't want it! It's ugly!"

Lying in Zong Zehong's arms, Ni Ling snorted and denied it.

It's just that Zong Zehong couldn't see it. The eyes of the person in his arms were covered by a thick layer of sadness at the moment. She concealed it so well that no one noticed.

"Zong Zehong..."

"Changing your mouth!" Zong Zehong slapped Ni Ling's little butt lightly, pretending to scold in a low voice.

"Oh, yes! My lord!"

"Well, what's the matter?"

"Ling'er feels very happy."

While speaking, he hugged Zong Zehong's strong waist tightly, Ni Ling buried in his arms, and his words were full of love.

"Meeting you is also the greatest happiness in my life."

Hugging Ni Ling tightly like a treasure, the attachment in Zong Zehong's eyes seemed to penetrate deep into the bone marrow and into the blood.

The appearance of the girl in his arms was like injecting light of hope into his endlessly dark and lonely life. He couldn't imagine what he would be like without her.

"My lord, if one day Linger is not by your side, you must wait for Linger to come back, okay?"

(End of this chapter)