Chapter 1189： Profitable (3) (2/2)
The monsoon smoke raised his eyebrows slightly. ”After I left the Holy Dragon Empire, I fled to the Happy Valley. Now I have become a king in the Happy Valley. If the Second Emperor does not believe, I can prepare a letter for you. You can send a confidant to you. Take a look at Xiaoyao Valley, what I said is true or false.”
”Self-reliance is king?” Long Yue was really shocked by the words of the monsoon smoke. I thought it was a homeless wanted criminal, but I didn't think that the monsoon smoke was so bold that it was not so secretive. I even established my own country.
However, when I think about it, the monsoon rushes to let Long Xi handle the things on the other side of the temple for her. It is also reasonable. After all, the establishment of a country, even if it is hidden, will one day be known to the world, and then The identity of the monsoon smoke is just that it can’t be stopped. At that time, the temple will not easily let her go.
It is better to be prepared in advance, and it is more appropriate to appease the temple first.
However, for the monsoon smoke, Long Yue still has some doubts. Then, following the monsoon smoke, he asked for a letter from the monsoon smoke, and selected a reliable man. He quickly rushed to the Xiaoyao Valley to investigate.
After the completion of the party, Long Yue did not forget the instructions before the Star Soul. If the monsoon smoke is true, then her utilization value will be doubled in an instant, but before that, they still need to determine whether the monsoon smoke is Sincerely and sincerely.
”Quiet girl, you and my emperor have also worked together. Today, my emperor was arrested. You are not going to see him like me?” Long Yue smiled.
The monsoon smoke nodded slightly, without any rejection.
Long Yue was about to hit the monsoon in the dungeon of the holy dragon.
In the dark dungeon, five or six guards were at the entrance and saw the dragon leap coming. They immediately opened the door.
After advancing a dozen meters in the dark, the monsoon smoke finally saw the only cell holding the prisoner.
The holy dragon of a Chinese costume is now tied to the cold wall by four chains!