The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady Chapter 1826: Di Xiu (2)

"I like the name, it sounds better than Asura." Shen Yan Xiao smiled slightly, compared with Asura's murderous name, the original name is much better.

"Doesn't Siyu know your real name? Why would he call you Ashura?"

Xiu Dao: "Since I became a fighting god, already abandoned my name. As long as I was a fighting god, my name was Ashura."

Asura is a symbol of the God of Fighting and is indelible.

Shen Yan Xiao wiped her lips and held Xiu's hand firmly. She pointed at her own heart, facing Xiu Tao: "Here, Emperor Xiu is in love."

What she loves is this **** who is always thinking about her all the time, this **** who will take her first whenever and wherever, and this **** who has trained her from a waste wood to the present.

Her Emperor Xiu.

Xiu's eyes became very soft, but in that softness, there was a kind of emotion boiling. He suddenly pulled Shen Yanxiao into his arms, without giving her the opportunity to speak, and covered her head. That rosy cherry lips.

The lingering kiss seemed to release his inner feelings.

Shen Yanxiao's breathing was slightly short, but there was no meaning of resistance.

When the kiss is over, Shen Yanxiao's white face already has a flush.

Well, in the lair of other dragon gods, is it really okay to have such a big intimate contact?

"Follow me, I know where the Dragon King Ling is." Xiu looked at Shen Yan Xiao Honghong's small face with satisfaction, tightened her little hand, and walked towards one of the corridors.

"You know?" Shen Yan Xiao sighed for a while. Does Xiu have a good relationship with Dragon God? Do you know where to put things before Dragon God?

Xiu guessed Shen Yanxiao's doubts, he pointed to his head.

"I can sense it."

"..." Well, she knew that a sturdy uncle could not guess with normal thinking.

Xiu took Shen Yanxiao a long walk, and there were some abstract paintings hanging on both sides of the corridor. Draw, curious why there is such a magical thing here.

For a moment, their already came to the end of the corridor, and a wooden door of gold coins blocked them.

"A seal again?" Shen Yanxiao looked at it.

Fixed and nodded.

How much does this dragon **** want to give the Dragon King to others! !! The seals left by so many gods are simply torturing the nerves of Dragon Clan! Who can solve it!

If it wasn't for the repair of such a powerful existence, Shen Yanxiao would probably be crying at Shimen like the group of dragon dregs.

Xiu uses the technique of sealing again, easily touching the seal on the door.

When the wooden door was pushed open, the picture inside made Shen Yan and Xiao He hold on suddenly!

An extremely large eight-winged golden dragon is quietly lying in a large room. The eight-winged golden dragon is stronger and more beautiful than any one that Shen Yanxiao has ever seen. With the eye-catching luster, the four pairs of folded dragon wings were so strong and powerful.

Compared to the eight-winged golden dragon in front of them, those eight-winged golden dragons in the north are like malnourished guys.

In the circle of the eight-winged golden dragon, on a small table, a token flashing with a golden halo is placed.