MTL - My Senior Is Always Salivating After Me!-Chapter 151

That is a black dragon.

The dragon of the adult body is strong and hovering in the air, emitting a clear dragon "吟".

It is clearly a dark world of emptiness. On the body of the dragon, the scales are glittering, and the "shot" is a colorful and gorgeous.

Lin Su porcelain's body was taken away and landed on the back of the dragon's back.

The small "milk" cat with a big palm turned to a moment, and later realized that he had moved his position.

Lin Su porcelain has just recovered his consciousness from the painful attack. Not only that, but with his four claws on the back of the dragon's back, a gentle aura is transmitted from the dragon body to the body of Lin Su porcelain, only in a short time. The son will soon wash away the pain of tearing Lin Su porcelain.

Lin Su porcelain's trembling body gradually calmed down.

The black "color" dragon jumped up and hovered in the air, and the dragon "吟" with the pressure of the heavens and the earth shocked the whole world.

Lin's face "color" has completely changed.

He was taken away from Linsu Porcelain. He was in the palm of his hand, and then the black dragon appeared. The face of Lin’s face was gradually gloomy. It was a kind of Linsu porcelain that I had never seen before. dignified.

The world of vain is a sneak peek, and the side where Lin does not return has rolled up a black "color" storm.

Lin Su porcelain's body is too small, buried in the back of the dragon's back, almost only a black color of the dragon on the body of a white color.

As the dragon headed, a condensed ice hockey spit out in the mouth.

The coldness suddenly filled, and the cold air spread like smoke, instantly condensing the air into frost.

Lin Su porcelain breathed a stagnation, he had not had time to do anything, a warm current oozing out, he could breathe into the air again.

But it is only him.

Bai Qingkong Lin waited for others, his face was red, and the forehead was violent, relying on the instinctive endurance, holding his breath and not disturbing the action of the dragon.

The frost in the air cracked, like a waterfall impact, falling from the sky, a rushing three thousand miles like the forest did not return.

Lin did not return to the body and quickly flew up, and the cloak was filled with wind and hunting.

He has some vigilance.

The frost is like a cutting edge for cutting everything in the world, and he does not hesitate to put a sharp "plug" into Lin.

Along with the dragon "吟", the fury of the frost is almost invincible in the world of ignorance, and Lin does not return to dodge quickly, avoiding the edge.

The bell on Lin Su porcelain was close to him, and the ghosts in his eyes burned.

"Greatly big... brother..."

It’s hard to stutter from the bells, and even if you are shocked, you can’t even say a word.

Even if he said that he was incomplete, he was shackled in the bells and screaming, and Lin Su porcelain riding on the back of the dragon's back knew that he would say oh.

Lin Su porcelain with the dragon's hovering ups and downs, the cold frost to let the air freeze, a stock wind turned into an ice blade while whistling, and quickly "plugged" to Lin not return.

While Lin Su porcelain beard trembled and shook in the air, he swayed and slowly eased his breathing.

Dragon.

He rode in a black "color", filled with a suffocating dragon.

With the advent of the dragon, his family was deeply gone.

Lin Su porcelain cautiously felt that it might be... this dragon is his family.

After all, there is no second answer that can be explained.

"It’s Baishen... right?"

The sound of Lin Su porcelain is weak and weak, and it is on the back of the dragon's back. The white "color" small "milk" cat with a big palm is small with a feather that flutters in the wind, and the sound is melted into the solidified air. It is about to be frozen into frost.

The dragon of the black color gives a dragon "吟".

Lin Su porcelain was relieved.

His tail was raised high, his back was high with his chin, his beard shook, and he instantly became full of spirits.

His family is deep! It is a dragon! Dragon!

Lin Su porcelain suppressed all the doubts in his heart and was excited.

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Lin may not return to the ability to fight against the dragon, so there is a feast to deepen the strength of the dragon, he will certainly be able to retreat!

In the future, I will never have to be replaced by Lin.

Lin Su porcelain's excited claws are chaotic, almost to see the bright future!

"Oh...he...the dragon...the dragon...the original..."

Lin did not return to laughter, he looked at the eyes of the black "color" dragon, with disgust in the cold, almost no less than the sight of the dragon.

"Small porcelain, you know this guy around you, what kind of person is it?" After Lin refused to retreat from the attacking scope of the dragon, he said to Lin Suzhen, "You are with the real Magic is for Wu."

Lin Su Porcelain retorted: "It’s better than a thousand years of death to remember the people who robbed their sons!"

Lin did not return to his face, "color" sank.

"Do you know?" His tone is faint and faint. "Pray for telling you, right?"

Although it is a question, the tone of Lin’s return is determined.

Lin is not standing between a world of frosty condensation, his eyes are dark, with a deep silence.

Lin Su porcelain hesitated.

"This is not a shameful thing. It’s still so powerful after a thousand years of death. You are also a bad person." Lin Su porcelain first boasted, "This world can be like you, it is also a It is."

It was only Lin Su porcelain's praise that did not change Lin's refusal, but made him sneer.

"Small porcelain, do you know that it means a thousand years of death? What does it mean?"

Lin is not returning.

The cloak on his body was combined with the frosty blade of the frosty ice. It was broken into pieces of cloth and disappeared into the vast world of darkness.

Under the cloak, the body that Lin did not return is hidden.

Or, the body.

The body of a black-colored dress, "showing" a hand and a neck.

These places are almost black. It is full of corpse spots.

Old, dead, dead, desperate.

When Lin did not raise his hand, he could clearly see the wrinkles on his hand and the brown corpse.

The wind whistling and blowing the frost away.

"I should have been a soaring person, but I don't want to fall in front of a little demons."

Lin is not coveted, calmly watching his own palm.

"It's better to keep the body and the soul than to destroy the gods. I can still find a way to continue the world and re-cultivate after the blow of the disaster."

"It's just a small porcelain, you know."

In the center of the storm, Lin’s eyes are faint and dark.

"It’s too far between life and death. I thought I could re-cultivate me with a little thing, but who knows that my heart is forbidden after death. For a thousand years, I have been living in an inaccessible situation and cannot be relieved. Bondage, forever closed."

"A thousand years of death is really too difficult."

Lin did not quietly look at Lin Su porcelain, his mouth slowly spurred a curve.

"Fortunately, I met you."

His voice is warm, like in the small world of the past, still maintaining his gentle and gentle appearance.

Lin Su porcelain trembled.

"I have been looking for you for a thousand years and finally found you. How can I let go?"

Lin does not return to the corner of the mouth to expand the arc.

"Even if you have a dragon as a backing, you can't escape from my palm."

Lin does not blame.

Lin Su porcelain has a flower in front of her eyes.

The dark world of emptiness made a shock in an instant.

Almost the ravages of the sky, the moment caused the whole space to tremble.

The black cloud of "cloud" rolled up a whirlpool, and the air flew up and rounded the blood "color" light blade.

The black dragon incarnation of the banquet was deeply screamed, and the air "dang" opened a strong wave.

Lin Su porcelain's body is about to stop on the back of the feast.

A strong force from Lin did not return to the Lin Su porcelain.

His body is on the back of the banquet, and it is about to fall.

"Bai Shen!!!"

Lin Su porcelain "milk" in the "milk" gas screamed, "I want to fall!!!"

His "hairs" all stood upside down, and his face was round and chubby and his big eyes were blown straight.

The black dragons are coming up, and the shock between the heavens and the earth is getting stronger and stronger.

Lin Su porcelain body trembled fiercely.

He suddenly felt that the body lost strength.

Not only that, it is like the heart is about to burst, and the blood is flowing back.

No, he is in a wrong state!

Lin Su porcelain opened his mouth and couldn't even say a word. He was black.

The small "milk" cat in the palm of the hand has blood everywhere.

From his five senses, from every part of his skin, slowly flowed out.

The "milk" cat of white "color" has completely turned into a red "color" cat.

His blood has flowed along his body and flowed to the back of the dragon's spine.

Zhong Lie was the first to discover his problems, and the ghosts in his eyes had to look out.

"Little teacher, younger brother!!!! My mother-in-law!!! Master!!!! The younger brother changed to "color"!!!"

The sound of the horror of Zhong Yi’s screaming is about to tear the sternness of his throat.

Lin Su porcelain felt his body swaying.

Just between the moments, he fell off the dragon's ridge.

Lin Su porcelain head has been dizzy.

The world of vain is in a strong vibration, and the edge has already seen a circle of light.

Lin Su porcelain can't breathe smoothly. He has a strong feeling. This time, it is when he is closest to the death limit.

Finished the scorpion.

Does he still have to die in the hands of Lin not returning?

What is this, and give him the life of a group of auras that Lin did not blame?

When Lin Su porcelain fell in the air, he still had a mood to think about it. Isn’t this the kindness that Lin did not give to his life, and returned?

Lin Su porcelain opened his mouth and spit out a blood.

He blinked, blood and tears in a string.

A scream of horror, full of incomparable anger and violent.

Lin Su porcelain's body fell and stopped in an instant.

He fell back on the back of the dragon's back.

However, at this time, the black dragon body appeared a lot of scars, as if it was cut out by countless swords, the black "color" scales leaked out of the blood.

And these blood fell in the hands of Lin not return.

Lin did not condense a lot of dragon blood in his hands, and his face was smiling, it was the kind of smile.

As the black dragon chooses to save Lin Su porcelain, it means that he can't resist Lin Buhui.

The blood from Lin Su porcelain has also reached the hands of Lin.

Lin did not return to the left and right hands, respectively, with the blood of Lin Su porcelain, and the dragon blood of the feast.

"Small porcelain, I am sorry."

Lin is not looking at the soft eyes of the **** cat with a breath on the back of the dragon's back.

His hand was slightly hard.

In an instant, the world exploded.

The virtual world built by Lin Su porcelain's ontology was forcibly broken up.

Lin Su Porcelain's pupils shrank, and it was too late to react, and instantly disappeared from the back of the feast.