Chapter 1192： One dead road (3) (2/2)

As soon as I thought of myself, I was so diligent in the face of the monsoon smoke, and the Holy Dragon Emperor could not wait to slap himself.

Dig your own grave.

He really is digging his own grave!

After seeing all of this, the Holy Dragon Emperor leaned against the wall, and the body had been soaked in cold sweat.

Before the monsoon smoke has not revealed his identity, he may still have such a trace of luck, but now... all hopes have vanished with the announcement of the monsoon smoke identity.

He is finished.

This time, it’s really over.

Under the planning of monsoon smoke, can Shenglongdi once be able to pull back a city?

No, not at all!

I know that today, why should I be at the beginning...

The Holy Dragon Emperor wants to put the monsoon smoke to death many times, but every time, the loss is his own, and this time, he will also pay the price of his life for his stupidity.

The reaction of Shenglongdi fell into the eyes of Longyue. He only thought that the other party had completely lost all hope because of the break of the monsoon smoke, and the reaction of the monsoon smoke made him very satisfied.

The monsoon smoke looked at the St. Dragon Emperor, watching this a little bit to drive her out of the home, step by step to force her to go to this step of the emperor, there is no mercy in the eyes.

She took a step forward and kicked the locked door with her foot. The figure immediately came to the front of the Holy Dragon.

Under the horror of the sacred dragon, the monsoon smoke raised a palm, and the sly squatting on the forehead of Shenglongdi!