Princess Against the World

"Three young masters, do you think, we have encountered so many rare and exotic beasts before, Gu Lan, the old immortal, who doesn't even look at it, disdainfully, how can he care about an ordinary nine-headed dragon?"

"Then why is he here?"

"...How do I know?" Feng Chenglin hesitated for a while, and nodded confidently: "However, I can guarantee that this guy is definitely going to pick up a very, very big deal!!"

While speaking, Gu Lan had already reached the place where the nine-headed dragon was beheaded.

He lowered his head, looked at the blood stains under his feet, and then looked at the heads of Jiulong. He frowned slightly.

"The blood is fresh and it hasn't dried yet, which means that people are here..."

The strange thing is, why didn't he perceive at all?

Could it be that the opponent's cultivation base is higher than him?

The one that is so high that it is against the sky? ?

The sky is so bad that he can't even sense it? !

But if this is the case, why would the other party avoid him?

With that ability, he could be slapped to death with just one slap.

Why bother to hide?

Could it be...

Gu Lan's heart trembled, and an ominous premonition emerged spontaneously.

"Could it be that the other party also has... a heaven-defying artifact that can hide?"

Just like Ling Luoyu.

But as soon as this idea was born, it was denied by him himself.

"No, I must be thinking too much myself..."

In this world, there is only one Ling Luoyu.

There is also only one heaven-defying artifact like Chaos Youjing.

Thinking about it now, it should be his own mediocrity.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, he denied all ideas and walked towards the nine-headed dragon.

Seeing him coming, the nine-headed dragon made a low whimper in his throat, trembling all over, and seemed very scared.

Amid his trembling, Gu Lan's hand slowly raised, and his right hand was a knife, which suddenly pierced into the belly of the nine-headed dragon.

"What is this guy doing?"

Feng Chenglin jumped up abruptly and looked at Gu Lan dumbfounded.

"He, he, his hand... Third Young Master, have you seen his hand?"

"Nonsense, I'm not blind!"

"What is he doing? Is it possible that I still want to take out the heart of the nine-headed dragon... ate it?"

"..."

Ling Luoyu did not answer, but his pupils shrank.

Gu Lan's hand didn't know what he was groping in the belly of the nine-headed dragon, and it was dangling.

Feng Chenglin couldn't help gritting his teeth: "This guy only appears once, and it will blow a demon wind. What kind of moth is he doing?"

Ling Luoyu took a breath suddenly: "Fatty, don't you feel...is something very wrong?"

"It's definitely not right! I'm not blind either. That guy's hand has been digging and fleeing there. I don't know what baby he is digging out?"

Feng Chenglin stomped straight on the spot, clutching his hair in circles.

"No, no, what Gu Lan can look at is definitely a peerless treasure. Such a good treasure must never fall into his hands. That would be a thousand years of evil. Three young masters, we can't let it go. If he succeeds, we have to pierce it horizontally and **** that baby away..."

What does he care about?

Anyway, it must be a rare treasure to be targeted by Gu Lan.

Such a thing must not fall into the hands of this guy.

Even if it is robbed, they have to grab that thing.

But Ling Luoyu's performance was very wrong.

She didn't seem to have much interest in what Gu Lan was doing, her eyes were staring at the nine-headed dragon.