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Chapter 99: 【All Kinds of Style】How can I be rare for you?

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Chapter 99: [All kinds of charm] How to cherish you

"Oh, Qian'er, please let Ling'er return to the Dragon Clan. Then we will immediately prepare a marriage for you and let you and Ling'er get married."

Dragon Mother said, tears falling down, as long as Ling'er is willing to come back, she can make Ling'er's wish come true no matter what.

"Ah?!" Getting married? She didn't think about it at all, let alone letting He Xi Yanling return to the Dragon Clan.

"Yes, Fairy Qian'er, if you let Ling'er return to the Dragon Clan, I will get you married immediately."

Mao Qian'er twitched and couldn't laugh or cry, "No, that me..." Mao Qian'er just couldn't make sense and frowned.

He Xi Yanling put his arms around her and said, "Father and Queen, please don't embarrass her. Marrying her is inevitable, but our marriage is not a bargaining chip."

Mao Qian'er was startled and looked up at him. Oh, this guy really has long-term plans. He has already thought about marrying her, but she didn't think about anything.

It's really strange not to worry about her. What she wants to do most in her life is to run away from marriage. If he dares to marry, she will run away.

Mother Long didn't expect this, "Ling'er, don't you care about your father and mother at all?"

Of the nine sons, only he is the most outstanding. I remember when he was just born, he was the best-behaved and most obedient.

A dragon gave birth to nine sons, only one of whom became a dragon. The rest had to rely on cultivation to become dragons. He Xi Yanling was obviously the one with the most advantageous conditions.

"Mother, Father, the Dragon Clan has you. I want to protect the heaven. I am the Emperor of Heaven. This is an indisputable fact. This is my responsibility. I cannot abandon it rashly."

"Maybe one day I will no longer be the Emperor of Heaven, but at this moment I will definitely not leave Heaven alone."

The leaves of Miao Qian'er were withering little by little, but she didn't say anything, but as time passed, she became weaker and weaker.

Until she fell into He Xi Yanling's arms, her true form was about to appear.

"Qian'er." He Xi Yanling hugged her, with distress flashing in his eyes.

"Oops, He Xi Yanling, I feel like my leaves are about to die, and I'm about to show my true form." Miao Qian'er was as angry as a thread.

He Xi Yanling frowned, "I'll heal your wounds, and we'll be in heaven soon."

"Am I going to be reincarnated soon?"

Millet's life is the most fragile. If it shows its true form, it can only be reincarnated.

"Nonsense, it will be fine." How could he not even be able to handle this little thing? If Qian'er couldn't be protected, then he might as well abandon the heaven and return to the Dragon Clan.

With that said, he put Miao Qian'er into the divine jade, stood up, and said, "Father, Emperor, Mother, I am going back to the heaven."

With a dragon roar, Hexi Yanling appeared as a dragon, hovered in the air, and then left, with Mo Yiqing following behind.

Two dragons, one black and one silver, left again, "Ling'er."

The Dragon King, Dragon Mother and Dragon King were all helpless and could only watch them leave again.

He Xi Yanling took Miao Qian'er back to Yuqing Palace, and when he released her, she had already shown her original shape, and her buds were slowly withering.

He Xi Yanling's self-blame intensified, and he put magic power on her buds, and then kept sending magic power to her.

Mao Qian'er slowly recovered and opened his eyes. Hexi Yanling transformed into a very delicate and small flowerpot, with mud as white as clouds inside, which was very strange.

"What do you want to do?" It's not that you want to plant her in this flower pot.

"This is the cloud mud of heaven. You have to plant it in it for seven or forty-nine days before it can be restored."
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