The man in white hugged the woman in red, retreated back like a flowing cloud, Piaopiao stood still, and reached out to rub the woman in red, and rubbed her head: "Idiot, it's good to have a promising husband, who told you to touch other men's hands?" The sound was like a jade ringing in the corridor, which was extremely beautiful.

Indra was standing upright, the blood on his body was almost dry, his face was almost pale and transparent, his expression was distant and clear, and it was difficult to tell. It was a look of extreme despair, and it seemed that he was tired of everything in the world.

He looked at the two people who appeared in front of him in a faint voice, and spoke in a hoarse voice: "You can't stop me." His voice was indifferent, as if he was telling a fact.

The man in white couldn't help but raise his hand to touch his nose, frowned slightly, and looked at him calmly: "Yes! Di Shiyin, if you insist on seeking death, we really can't stop you..."

His narrow and dark eyes narrowed a beautiful curve, his thin lips curled, and he smiled leisurely: "Ti Shiyin, you are the only person I am afraid of. If you die, I can rest assured. In a few years, this heaven can also be incorporated into the territory of my dragon clan."

His voice was distant and dull, as if he was telling a fact.

Indra closed his eyes slightly: "What does this have to do with me?"

The man in white clapped his hands, flicked his trouser collar, and said with a smile: "Yes, I don't think it has anything to do with you, so you can die!" He turned around and hugged the woman in red and walked: "Xuan Ji, let's go back?"

Ye Xuanji looked at his husband helplessly. After he was reborn, he became more and more like the human nature. He was free and unrestrained, without any taboos...

She coughed and pulled out her husband's sleeve: "Wuxiang, don't you know how to weave souls?"

Hua Wuxiang yawned lazily: "So what will happen? It's time-consuming and laborious. I don't owe such a big favor to Heaven..."

Indra's eyes, which were originally dead, lit up suddenly, as if a traveler who had been thirsty in the desert for several days suddenly saw a line of oasis!

He couldn't help but pounce forward and pulled Hua Wuxiang's sleeve: "Holy Lord, you - you can weave souls, and those who have already been disarmed can also weave them again?" His voice trembled, his hands were grasping them tightly, and his eyes were staring at Hua Wuxiang's eyes, like a drowning person staring at a piece of driftwood.

Hua Wuxiang shook her sleeves, broke away from his grasp, took two steps back, and pulled a distance from him, raising her eyebrows: "I'm talking about Emperor, just talk, don't pull and pull, what do two big men pull and pull to pull and pull to pull?"

Indra: “…”

Lan Xiu: "..."

All the heavenly generals: "..."

The Emperor of Heaven took a step forward: "Thank you for your help from the Holy Lord Wuxiang."

Hua Wuxiang smiled slightly, her smile was so beautiful that the whole country was stunning, as if the spring breeze was blowing on her face: "It's easy to say. This time the dragon clan can finally pay off the debt he had owed before?" He bounced his fingertips, and a piece of golden scale disappeared in his palm: "This is the last piece that His Majesty uses. The dragon clan and the Heavenly Court will no longer owe each other,"
Chapter completed!