"Hey!" Han Yurou was slightly a little scared. Looking at Han Wulong who came out from the darkness, there was some dodge.

"Soft child, you are also big, some things are normal, but..." Han Wulong wants to stop, and the broad temperament keeps turning around in his body. The golden dragon pattern is like a **** in the sky.

"But what?" Han Yurou flashed a hint of panic between the moonlight, slightly dodging, whispered.

When Han Wulong stepped on the footsteps, the golden dragon pattern was completed, and the tumbling golden waves filled the entire small courtyard in an instant.

"Soft, you honestly tell you, you really feel the same golden dragon smell from him?"

Han Yu softly nodded and said: "In the beginning, I thought that he was only a talented person. The energy of his soul discovered later was also very different. In the few fights in the Tiangong Palace, I felt the same breath as you. I thought I was wrong, and I found out that it was."

"Well..." Han Wulong frowned, holding his hands and standing, his robes swaying, looking at the distant mountains, no longer talking.

"Oh, what happened?"

Looking at Han Wulong's tall body, Han Yurou was somewhat lost. Han Wulong, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly turned his body and his eyes were full of silence.

"If this is the case, tomorrow's 驭天魂赛苏逸 must come back safely!"

Han Yurou nodded gently. Since Su Yi left, Han Yurou’s heart was always suspending Su Yi. Immediately, Han Wulong looked at Han Yurou and said with a solemn expression.

"And, in the future, you must not have any emotional entanglement with Su Yi!"

"boom!"

Han Yurou's hot and incomparable body appeared extraordinarily fascinating under the glory of Yuehua, suddenly trembled, and the eyebrows picked up and looked at Han Wulong inexplicably.

"Why? Old women can, why can't I!"

Han Wulong, who has always loved Han Yurou, has a rounded look and changed his former gentle image and whispered.

"Don't talk nonsense, here is the Heavenly Palace! And I can't say no! You and Su Yi are not suitable!"

"How is it inappropriate? He is unmarried, I am not married! I am willing to be with whom I am together! He can save me, why do I feel that he can not reveal?"

Han Yu, who dared to love and hate, made no concessions, and Feng Mei’s eyes were full of anger and sigh.

"Yurou! You have promised you since childhood. Only this thing, you can't promise you! You have to be a good husband, even if you have turned over the six continents and three continents, you will find it." This is Su Yi, can't! Never!"

After that, Han Wulong was full of enthusiasm, and the horror and arrogance of the wind and the waves rushed out. Han Yuruo’s delicate and seductive body stepped back a few steps, the chest was sweet and the skirt behind him was raised high. .

The veil fell, and the white moonlight sprinkled over Han Yu's lacquered face, and the tears that lined up the line slid down the perfect side.

"Hey!"

Han Wulong looked at it and suddenly felt a pain in his heart, but still did not change his face.

"Oh, I hate you! You are afraid of that woman!"

"Hey!"

Han Yu's hand was lightly lifted, wiping the tears on his face, and glanced at Han Wulong with a heart-wrenching look. He turned back and turned, and then went away, like a moonlight fairy, dissipating in the night sky.

"Yurou!" Han Wulong screamed, and the wind came out, where there was Han Yurou's figure.

"Hey!"

Just listening to the "砰" sound, Han Wulong's right hand into a fist, a light flew out from the palm of his hand, the bluestone table was directly removed from the corner, under the uniform cut marks, the stone directly with the weathering made stone fragments scattered.

"boom!"

Convergence, Han Wulong's face is very serious, and there is a dignity between the micro-microwave moving tiger eyes.

"Yurou, you must understand! You and Su Yi are not a person of the world after all! If it is really for your happiness, what is the heavenly palace? The world is finally topped, you can't do the Lord, but Always need someone to break!"

Han Wulong’s breath suddenly dissipated, and his tall figure was sitting directly on the stone bench, and his body was extremely embarrassing. At this time, he was a sad father.

A breeze overnight, the stars dissipated.

The golden light of the sky once again sprinkled the mountains and rivers, sparkling, and it was a round of proud sun rising, as if with the hope of new life.

Once again, everyone gathered in Zhongzhen Square, and Ling Yuefeng and his party also came to the square early. Han Yu and Han Wulong stood on both sides of the crowd.

Han Yurou's eyebrows were full of sorrow. One night's sleeplessness made her look equally embarrassed, eyes sorrowful, and a faint look at Han Wulong turned away and didn't look at it.

Looking at her daughter, Han Wulong’s expression is also very unnatural. A bit of pain has once again rushed to the eyes, but she can only stare at the center of the square and try not to think about other things.

Duanmu Muman has come to the square, sitting in the central white jade chair, looks lonely and clear, like a fairy who is born out of the world, but unlike yesterday, no one dares to face the beauty of Duanmuman, and has raised his head. Very low.

The elders of the princes were sitting on both sides of the high platform. Each of the top ten princes stood still and looked calm. The elders and the elders of the faculty were finally selected and stood behind the elders of the princes. Do not dare to have any noise.

Gu Yue and Luo Wuya went together on the high platform, looking at the people who looked solemn underneath, and they were very embarrassed. Compared with yesterday’s crowds, today’s Qitian Palace is really deserted, and it’s only roughly half of yesterday’s candidates. Amazing, sigh.

"After the overnight selection of the elders of the princes, all of you here are eligible to participate in today's 驭天魂赛, in other words, you are all carefully selected by my 驭天宫, who can do my best for the Heavenly Palace!"

Among the crowds, when a figure heard this sentence, there was still a lot of incitement, and it was the monk who was selected by the elders.

Gu Yue faintly glanced at the monarchy under the stage, turned his head and looked at Duanmuman, and Duanmu Yuman nodded slightly, indicating that he could start, Gu Yue opened the jade in his hand and continued.

"The 驭天魂赛 today changed the system, the rules are as follows."

Gu Yue stared at Yu Jian, hesitated, and he was late, his eyes opened slightly, and then the sorrowful figure came back from Zhou Hua.

"The Soul of Heaven is no longer the standard of the previous four-wheel system. Today, the soul detection, alchemy, refining, soul, and repairing will be integrated!"

"Hey!"

The players standing under the stage and the elders blasted the pot. What kind of finals is this? Never heard of it.

For a time, everyone began to whisper, using their eyes to convey curiosity and doubts about the system, but they did not dare to make a loud voice.

"quiet!"