C72 This King will Snatch It for You If You Want (1/2)

”Yes?” ”Take it.”

Tong Yan's black eyes flashed, her bright eyes seemed to carry a trace of morning light, ”So many people know about the top quality Devil Flood Dragon, and those who go there are mostly people with cultivation, if you can call them that, then you can only forcefully take them away.”

”You little overlord.” Loong Yanhuang chuckled twice, but his smile was as if he had descended from the heavens, and also looked like a ferocious beast from hell.

His words were filled with an incomparable certainty, as if she said that she would give him to even the heavens, let alone the Devil Flood Dragon.

The bottom of Tong Yan's heart shook slightly, and for a moment, she couldn't tell what it was.

She slightly tilted her face and said, ”I want to, I'll do it myself. It's mine, not mine. Even if I have to snatch it away, it's not my opportunity. ”

Loong Yanhuang stared at her determined little face, and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth. There was a hint of affirmation in those deep black eyes.

This was the woman he was interested in.

As the two of them spoke, they had already reached the Spring Forest. Only when they were outside, did Tong Yan feel a huge pressure, a cold current surging over. Subsequently, the fragrance of peonies wafted into her nose.

Peony Fairy was already there waiting respectfully, her expression still had a noble look, looking at Loong Yanhuang with a slight nod, she did not spare him another glance.

”How shameless.” Yu Qian glanced at Tong Yan, her eyes filled with jealousy. She did not expect that this ugly monster was actually sitting on the same horse as the Lord Huangwu, it was so intimate. How could she not be jealous?

It would be fine if it was his own Peony Fairy, after all his beauty and cultivation level was high, and he could be considered a match made in heaven. However, this Lord Huangwu had chosen to be an ugly bastard with such a cultivation at rank 2.

”Yu Qian.”

Peony Fairy opened her mouth and called out. She looked at Tong Yan and smiled at him, ”Miss, please follow me closely.”

Tong Yan frowned, she did not like the feeling of the needle in her words, it was even less straightforward than the one beside her.