Chapter 1147

Longxi was stunned for a moment. He looked at the monsoon smoke incredibly, and realized in a trance that the girl in front of him was far more terrible than he imagined.

"You are going to take advantage of the presence of the holy Dragon Emperor to bring the national master and him..."

Monsoon smoke is just a light smile, "someone sent you to calculate, if not, is it a pity?"

Holy Dragon Emperor still wants to find a rescuer to calculate her? Look at her. She won't clean him up with the rescuers!

"But it's still a question whether Xinghun will meet Shenglong emperor, and I'm afraid it's not that easy to frame him. " Long Xi is not so optimistic. It is too difficult to design a star soul. Besides, it is very sensitive just because the star soul is the national master of thrall empire. With his current status, how can he see the declining holy dragon Empire?

"I'm free. You can rest assured." The smiling opening of monsoon smoke.

Longxi shakes his head helplessly, but just after contacting with monsoon smoke, he finds that the girl's thinking is not what ordinary people can keep up with.

"Well, you should go to have a rest first. Tomorrow morning, if nothing happens, I'll take you to the capital. " Longxi said.

Monsoon smoke did not refuse, went back to the room to rest.

On the other side, after Saint Dragon Emperor and Prince settled down, they immediately gathered together. Prince didn't say a word in the conversation just now. It wasn't that he didn't want to open his mouth, but that Longxi's aura was too strong. In front of Longxi, his inferiority in the bottom of his heart was sketched out involuntarily. This feeling of repression was a feeling of suffocation he had never felt as a prince.

"Father, do you really want to cede three cities to the eldest prince?" The prince looked at the saint Dragon Emperor hesitantly. In his heart, he had a strong resistance to Longxi, as if the existence of Longxi always made him realize his sadness.

The saint Dragon Emperor frowned slightly and said in a rather helpless tone: "if there were other ways, I would not make the decision to cede the city. You have also seen that the situation of the holy dragon empire is in crisis everywhere. If we can get the help of the national master Xinghun, it will be a good thing for us. "

Saint Dragon Emperor not only wants to deal with the monsoon smoke, but also wants to take advantage of the reputation of the Saar Empire to fight for a breath for Saint dragon empire.

The situation of Shenglong empire is very difficult now, not only the invasion of demons, but also the pressure of all countries. As long as Sal empire is willing to fight against China, other countries that are ready to move need to weigh up if they want to move Shenglong empire.

After all, China, which is the enemy of the holy dragon Empire, has been suppressed by the SAL Empire, so the relationship between the holy dragon Empire and the SAL Empire needs to be carefully considered.

There is no way.

The prince's eyes darkened. He didn't even have the courage to open his mouth in front of Longxi when he thought that he was the same as the emperor. The suffocation in his heart became more and more obvious.

"If it wasn't for monsoon smoke, how could our holy dragon Empire end today? She has brought our empire to such an extent that I will not let her go easily! " The saint Dragon Emperor thought of the initiator of all this, and his eyes became more and more sinister.

But the prince can only stand aside silently, but he dare not say what he thinks.

In fact, how could the monsoon smoke fight back if the saint Dragon Emperor didn't press on?