When Qin Chu heard Xiaojin talk about the dragon clan, she didn't have many concepts. When she met two dragons, she had a distinct feeling. They were countless times stronger than the Terrans. These two dragons seemed to be the most insignificant blood of the dragon clan.
Wushuangjian does not think highly of them. The common people of the Dragon nationality have such powerful power. They can do whatever they like in front of human beings. Human beings have no power to fight back and can only wait to be slaughtered.
She could not imagine that one day, if there was a war between the dragon and the Terran, it would be a catastrophe.
No wonder Rong LAN hates the dragon people so much.
"ChuChu, stay here until I come back." Let LAN Shen voice said, in her forehead kiss, slender body rose from the ground, chasing the direction of the dark cloud, Qin Chu was shocked.
"Rong lan..." Her voice can not help but let the figure of LAN far away, so determined, so heroic.
Qin Chu's heart was twisted.
If something goes wrong, what to do?
Although he was a sword emperor, he was the youngest sword emperor in the whole continent, but after all, he was only a human race. How to fight with the people of the dragon clan was a way of self seeking death. Qin Chu held his hand tightly. This massacre came quickly and tragically, and they were all unprepared.
There are ruins everywhere, dead people everywhere, grief everywhere.
Some are crying, others are shouting.
Qin Chu suddenly saw situ Zhuo sitting on a clean step, with his eyes slightly closed, as if he had nothing to do with himself. He was very indifferent to all this, as if he could not see the tragedy.
Liu Ting and Qin Xue both suffered a little injury, and they adjusted their breath. There were several aristocratic family members around them. Their looks were not very good. Qin Chu listened to them and seemed to have died.
The fire temperature of the dragon people is blazing hot. The pharmacists have no way to treat the damage. They have to obey God's will. Even if they can, they can't be cured overnight. Qin Chu looks at them and is in a complex mood.
"Third sister, what about the son of a son?" Qin Xue asked, even if injured, Qin Xue is very quiet and charming, not a bit embarrassed.
Qin Chu looks at the distance, that piece of dark cloud has lost direction, do not know where they went, Rong LAN exactly when to come back, she does not know, Qin Xue see her for a long time did not speak, heart sink.
She asked anxiously, "what happened to the son of heaven?"
Qin Chu frowned and shook his head, "he's OK. He'll come here soon."
She found a quiet place to sit down and rest. When Rong LAN came back, Qin Xue breathed a sigh of relief, and Liu Ting was gnashing her teeth. "Why didn't she die? There was such a big riot. Many people died. How could she be so lucky?"
Situ Chu frowned slightly and was not used to Liu Ting's arrogance and viciousness. Anyway, Qin Chu had saved her life. If it wasn't for Qin Chu, Rong LAN would not find her and beat the Xuanyuan Empire away.
She was dead long ago.
She was ungrateful and ungrateful even if she didn't feel grateful.
Liu Ting's heart suddenly filled with a vicious idea, this accident, countless deaths and injuries, if she died, certainly no one noticed, if she died, it would not hinder themselves.
Along the way, she thought about how to kill Qin Chu. Unfortunately, she couldn't find a chance. She and Rong LAN were inseparable. Even if she disappeared and left alone, she was lucky enough to die without any damage.
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