Chapter 407

"Do other dragon riders often come here?"

Mu Yu looks at Su Wanqing curiously and asks.

Su Wanqing gave her a cold, expressionless glance and didn't say anything. It's not hard to see that Su Wanqing was still wary of her, and even didn't want to get close to her. The expression on her face was wronged and looked at Dushan, which made her sigh helplessly.

Now she really doesn't know what to say. She can only give Mu Yu a comforting look. She follows Su Wanqing and bows her head on the back of Mu Yu.

Just entering the castle, the sky suddenly thundered and the wind blew wantonly. The castle looked very depressed, which could not compare with any small city on the mainland. The dilapidated streets, incomplete walls, big and small fierce animal paw prints, and even blood stains implied that the city would be attacked by fierce animals, and the people here could not live and work in peace and contentment.

It was just dark, and there was no one outside. The dark street and the heavy rain washed everything here. Su Wanqing didn't know how many doors she knocked on that night. All she knew was that the heavy rain made the night very cold, and her whole body was not afraid of the cold. At that time, it was not so simple for the dusk rain.

She was carried on her back by the evening smoke, and her whole body was wet. Because she had no cultivation, she was similar to the ordinary human body. The long distance running made her very weak. In addition, she was injured, so she became unconscious.

The evening smoke protects her carefully in the bosom, looks at Su Wanqing way: "found the hotel?"

Su Wanqing sighed, shook his head and said, "No

"What shall we do?" The evening smoke sighed a breath, red eye circles way.

"What to do?" Su Wanqing glanced at the dusk rain helplessly and said, "Bai Mo is not around. There is no therapist. How long do you think she can survive?"

At this time, Su Wanqing couldn't bear to be sad, and his tone was a little soft: "wait for big brother to come back, and then make a decision."

"Er..."

The dusk rain is obviously confused, that hand dead grasp dusk smoke, the voice is so a little gasp, roar out a voice: "I hate you... Dusk smoke! I hate you... "

Dusk smoke slightly a Leng, staring at dusk rain's cheek, red eyes biting lips for a long time did not speak.

Su Wanqing snorted coldly. She sat on the steps and looked at the rain in the distance. Her voice said coldly, "this is what she thinks in her heart."

"Even if it's in her heart, I can't bear to leave her here." The evening smoke heavily sighed a breath, looking at Su late Qing, some guilt way: "just implicated you and Yunyang elder brother."

"It doesn't matter if we are involved, mainly..."

"Twilight smoke... I want to take back everything I lost from you..."

Su Wanqing slightly pick eyebrows, a cold corner of the mouth hook, looking at the evening flue: "her purpose is not pure, you should be more careful."

Dusky shook his head with a bitter smile, looked at Su Wanqing and said, "when we get out of the devil's land, I will send you away."

"That's the best way. Otherwise, you'll be so soft that you'll fall on her." Su Wanqing is worried about the evening smoke in her heart. The resentment between the two sisters is not so easy to solve. The evening rain must be a time bomb beside the evening smoke.

When Su Wanqing thought of this, his eyes showed a touch of indifference, and his killing intention was all obvious.

"In the late Qing Dynasty, she was my only sister. She was dependent on each other since childhood. If she was really like what you said, I would like to keep her alive." Dushanyan's cold hand gently stroked Su Wanqing's hand, with pleading in his eyes.

Su Wanqing's heart is quite helpless. She can't make it through the dusk. However, she also has it. How can she kill it all? You can't do it yourself, let alone let others choose. It's all fate.

If dusk rain is the disaster of dusk smoke, then why is Zuo Zhen not her disaster?

It's raining in the magic world. It's the first real rain they've experienced in such a long time. The rain washes the whole street and cleans Su's heart in the late Qing Dynasty. The death of Yelao and Yanjin is still fresh in my mind. Since so many people pay for her life, she can't die, More can not be willful and reckless to live.

"Hold her and follow me."

Su Yunyang's figure came back to them again. His whole body was entangled by black fighting spirit, and the raindrops well avoided his body, which didn't seem to get wet.

Twilight smoke eyes slightly closed, a shield set in the body, holding the rain stood up, followed Su Wanqing and Su Yunyang walk quickly in the empty street, quickly across a pavilion attic, there are some shops.

But after a cup of tea, they came to a slightly remote street, where a carriage stopped. They couldn't help but probe into it. Feilong and his shadow are too big now, so they have to find a place to rest. Fortunately, they didn't catch up, otherwise the carriage would not be able to run a few steps.

The carriage looked a little down and out, but it was very gorgeous inside. There was a small hall outside and a sleeping compartment behind. There was a faint fragrance in it. As soon as I stepped in, I heard two dragon riders lying on the side of the carriage, covering the corners of their mouths and struggling all over.

Su Wanqing was slightly stunned. He turned his head and took a look at the embarrassed Su Yunyang. This made Su Yunyang feel embarrassed and said, "I can't find a shop, and I didn't do anything about them."

"Poof Pooh." Su late Qing Dynasty happy ha of smile voice, voice light way: "if you can't find, estimate I also can be so."

"It's good to have a place to sleep, not so much." It's hard for Dushan to have a smile on her face. She doesn't like to smile at all. Usually, her smile is luxurious. Since she talked with Yunqing, she can occasionally say two jokes.

"But there's another child..."

"Child?" Su Wanqing and Muyan are stunned and stare at Su Yunyang. At this time, Su Yunyang is more embarrassed and moves half an inch away. Su Wanqing and Muyan who have just sat down have a fight.

Isn't that a half grown girl on the cushion? A pair of big eyes red as if just cry, mouth was su Yunyang with a curse sealed, the body was tied two circles, gas drum sample paper, not to mention how lovely.

At this time, she even looked at some people in Su's late Qing Dynasty with provocation in her small eyes. Her noble spirit made people unable to move their eyes. If you think about it with your toes, the people who can get on this kind of carriage must not be fuel-efficient.

Several people looked at each other and sighed. There was an indescribable feeling of depression on the forehead.

"I'll deal with the two dragoons inside first." With these words, Su Yunyang plans to turn around and pick up the two dark dragon riders who are covered by their mouths and noses. Suddenly, Su Wanqing interrupts: "leave their clothes, and I'll change them with twilight smoke, so as not to go out and walk inconveniently."

"Good."