Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Is it?

No way. How could she be so stupid?

Just a thought, falling dust changed his mind.

Seeing her again has been a blessing for him for several generations.

Even his silly resentment could not stop his deep love for her.

The falling dust looked at the Dragon Snow smoke, and her fine dark long hair covered her shoulders. In her memory, she smiled and dimples loomed on her pink cheeks. She was so cute. Now, things are different, and she is no longer the treasure in his heart.

Falling dust concealed his panic, "why do you feed your heart blood to your child?"

Painstaking?

Feng Ruyan only remembers that the Pluto cone also feeds Fansheng with heart blood. How can the children of the dragon family also feed heart blood?

Long Xueyan's face was calm. Just now he smiled like a curved moon, but when he was solemn, he was as cold as a cold star.

Feng Ruyan looked back at the Dragon Snow smoke. She was stunned. The corners of the woman's eyes were bleeding. What she shed was not tears, but blood.

Long Xueyan tried to hide her inner panic, but it was difficult to hide her increasingly pale face. Her nervous eyes showed panic, and her tone was a little stiff, "this is my business, so I won't bother you."

Long Xueyan thought that the falling dust could not be seen.

When the falling dust was not found, long Xueyan always transfused his heart and blood to his children to delay his life.

When she learned the whereabouts of Luochen, she hesitated for a long time. When she left him, she once said that she would never see each other in this life.

Long Xueyan turned his head and looked at Wu Luo, "wait for me in the sky. When I get the dragon scale, you will save our children."

Without hesitation, Wuluo waved his hand and went up to the clouds.

Long Xueyan looked back at the falling dust like a heavy load. In his black eyes, there was a faint incomprehension that couldn't be opened. He didn't wait for the falling dust to say anything. Long Xueyan said, "since you promised, tell me what conditions. Do you want my life or what?"

Falling dust's eyes flashed like a sharp sword. The black robe rustled in the wind and his face was iron green. "When did I say I wanted you to promise what conditions?"

He just saw that long Xueyan's hard work was exhausted. If he didn't agree to long Xueyan, he would have to die waiting for her.

Does the woman have to stab him in the heart with a knife?

Long Xueyan sneered, "since you don't mention the conditions, there's nothing to talk about." long Xueyan rolled up his sleeves and suddenly stood beside Linqing. His chin was raised slightly and smiled faintly, "Qing'er, do it."

Linqing looked at long Xueyan in front of him. When she just looked at him, she looked like a loving mother. Now she was so cold that she didn't care about his life or death.

But this woman is his mother.

She is now going to dial his son Longlin to save her other two children.

Feng Ruyan hurried over, "Linqing, have you thought about it?"

Linqing smiled faintly, as if it had nothing to do with him. "Yan'er, you'd better go, don't look, it's cruel."

He smiled just to embolden himself.

"I'm with you. Although I'm afraid, if you hurt, shout out."

Linqing looked at Feng Ruyan gratefully, "there's nothing terrible. Don't worry."

It's easy to say.

But he knew that pulling out the dragon scale was very painful.

Pulling out a piece of dragon scale means that his transformation of Jiao is basically a failure.

However, one side is the mother and the other is the mission to change the fate of the family.

How should he choose?

Following his inner voice, Linqing knows what to do.

The decision seemed cruel to him, but he thought that at least he would not regret it.

Linqing still promised long Xueyan that he would fulfill his promise.

At this time, there was a slight light in the sky. As soon as the falling dust waved, a huge light curtain surrounded the four people, and the inside was instantly isolated from the outside world.

At this time, there are only four people here.

Feng Ruyan, who hasn't had time to go, stays and looks at Linqing.

The four sides were closed, and no birds, animals and insects came in to disturb them.

But falling dust was still worried. He swept it inch by inch, because if he was careless, as long as there was a sound from the outside, his son would spit blood and die in the middle of the way.

Linqing is the most calm one. He adjusts his breathing, closes his eyes, turns his hands left and right, and the Qi slowly disperses from his hands.

A cloud of misty white air formed a dazzling white light in front of him. Linqing's palms pushed forward, and his body suddenly rushed to the top of the cloud.

A white dragon.

The waist was as thick as a dustpan, and the Dragon Beard was very long. After the body took off, a sharp sword flew out of the air. The sword handle swam with Linqing's idea, and then stabbed directly at the body of the little white dragon. The sharp sword penetrated the hard dragon scale of the little white dragon and pierced his back.

Then the sword stained with his blood and went to the Dragon Snow smoke.

Long Xueyan caught the sword. When he picked it up, the sword bled down along the top of the sword.

How precious the dragon blood is.

Still silent, long Xueyan took out a small white porcelain bottle and put the blood in the bottle.

Her hands trembled so that she covered the bottle several times without closing it.

Feng Ruyan went over and covered it for her.

They just looked at each other, and Feng Ruyan could not see a trace of guilt and heartache from long Xueyan's calm face.

Feng Ruyan really doesn't understand.

Why is her heart so cruel? Why are you so cruel to Linqing?

The rest is dragon scales.

Linqing opened her big eyes and looked at Feng Ruyan on the ground. She was the only girl who witnessed her pulling out the dragon scale.

The only regret is that she is not a dragon.

Linqing picked up the sword with aura. Luochen stood in the corner without making a sound. First, he was afraid to distract his son.

Second, he has reached this point. Since his son is willing to give up the opportunity to save Jiao Jackie Chan, even if he is unwilling, he can't stop him.

There's no point in what he said.

But will my son hurt himself by taking dragon scales?

After all, in the dragon family, taking dragon scales is the same as crossing robbery, which has to suffer extraordinary pain.

It's getting late. Long Xueyan looks forward to it, but falling dust is worried.

Linqing rose up again and flew back and forth in the light curtain circle.

He hovered over Feng Ruyan's head. Feng Ruyan raised her eyes and looked at Linqing, and Linqing suddenly flew away.

Linqing spits out a cloud of fog from his mouth. The cloud of white gas in the light curtain slowly turns into a cloud of purple gas. Linqing's body is entrenched on the sword.

Although it hurts to stab dragon blood, it's a piece of cake compared with pulling dragon scale.

This dragon scale is like a mortal. It has the body and skin, and is affected by its parents.

Pulling out a hair hurts and bares your teeth. How painful it would be if you pulled out a dragon scale with blood.

Feng Ruyan was stunned.

The atmosphere dare not breathe.

Pull out the dragon scale.

She couldn't bear to see it and thought it hurt.

Just hide your face.

At this time, there was no sound.

Feng Ruyan closed her eyes and her nervous heart pounded.

Linqing, who was entrenched on the sword, was already wrapped around the sword. The purple gas surrounded him. He held his breath. With his aura, the sharp sword tip turned from his body in an instant. At the moment he got to the dragon scale, he pulled out the sword and cut off the dragon scale.

Quick, steady, accurate, cruel.

If he is not cruel, he will be stabbed in the chest by the sword and die.

Linqing, who flew over, took a piece of dragon scale with blood stains, fell to the ground and went to the Dragon Snow smoke, "take it."

Long Xueyan took over the bloody dragon scale with trembling hands. She was stuck in her throat and couldn't speak. She was cold all over.

Although there was no bleeding in the corners of her eyes, she felt her chest hurt, like a boulder beating, suffocating and out of breath.

Falling dust stood like a statue and waved to open the light curtain. Then long Xueyan hurriedly turned and left. Out of the light curtain circle, a stream of blood gushed from her mouth and dyed her snow-white Royal dress red.

She bowed her head and left.

But Linqing shook his body and slowly closed his eyes

Feng Ruyan returned to the Marquis house. Like a nightmare, the scene she saw last night always appeared in her mind.

A dragon rises in the air.

A sharp sword stabs into the chest and cuts off the dragon scale

Later, Linqing fainted and was taken away by his father. I don't know how he is now?

Suddenly, the Sansheng stone in Feng Ruyan's arms sent out a faint light, and sent out a faint light through her thin clothes.

She took out the Sansheng stone from her arms and saw that the dark red color turned dark red.

Touch it. It's still wet.

She looked a little anxious and chased after others. She also heard that Mrs. Chang said that Mo'er stayed in the lotus Pavilion for three days just to see the girl.

Fortunately, the girl knows how to hide in Zhuyun Pavilion. If this little hoof is seducing his son, she will not spare her.

Just, Yan'er is a servant. What ability can she have to make her son love her and turn a blind eye to such a good girl as Ruoxi?