si-mexico Chapter 230 His Fairy
Chapter 230 His Fairy
The dungeon shook, and Gu Nianyu lost her balance and fell into Shangguan Jiuyou's arms.
The "click" sound kept sounding.
"Withdraw, collapse."
Shangguan Jiuyou said as he hugged Gu Nianyu and ran out.
"???" His Highness the Eighth Prince widened his eyes and didn't understand for a moment.
"Rumble..." Thunder sounded again, and the dungeon shook.
His Highness, the Eighth Prince, finally figured it out, "Will you die if you say one more word?" Then he shouted, "If you don't want to sleep in the dungeon, leave now."
"Master, where are they?" Lan Cong pointed at the people on the ground.
No. 2 raised his hand with difficulty, "Don't...prison...take...the trouble." It's better to be buried here, than to die miserably after going out.
"Take care of yourself and withdraw."
People who are going to die anyway, what’s the difference between dying here and dying outside? Lan Cong's brain is getting worse and worse.
I was complaining in my heart, but it didn't affect the wind on my feet, so I could run extremely fast.
When he was approaching the exit of the dungeon, he remembered something important, turned around and rushed in, but was held back by Lan Cong.
"Master, it's about to collapse. It's dangerous to go in."
"Go away, I haven't brought out my chair, it's worth a lot of money."
After hearing this, Gu Nianyu shouted, "Bago, if you want to be buried in it, go ahead."
With a "Boom...", the dungeon began to collapse from the inside.
Lan Cong was offended, so he picked up His Highness and ran away.
As soon as the group ran outside, the exit collapsed.
The Eighth Prince slapped Lan Cong on the top of his head, and he put him down.
He ran to the entrance of the dungeon and kicked his feet on the stone slab sealing the entrance.
"Damn it, this is my king's chair."
Lan Cong reminded me warmly, "Master, it will cost more money to rebuild the dungeon than that chair."
His Highness the Eighth Prince, whose brain was temporarily shut down, stared at Lan Cong blankly, and after a few breaths, he kicked him again.
Cursed, "Will you die if you don't speak?"
Then a weeping voice sounded, "My king's silver, my king's silver..."
"Lord...Lord..." Lan Cong pointed at the courtyard wall and interrupted him stumblingly.
"What kind of master?" He kicked Lan Cong again, "My money is gone, and I will be sad for a while, but you will interrupt me."
Gu Nianyu... The drama starring His Highness the Eighth Prince is good. If you don't have trouble to deal with at the moment, you must come to pick melon seeds. It is a standard part of watching the drama.
Shift your gaze to the wall.
The man who was grieving for Yinzi finally realized that the atmosphere at the scene was not right, and looked in the direction Lan Cong pointed.
Ha, old acquaintance! ! !
Raising his hand, the secret guards all appeared one after another.
"Hey, this king said that this weird thing is caused by you, the immortal old monster. Now that you are here, you can stay. There is no shortage of places to bury you in the Eighth Prince's Mansion."
"What a big breath."
The voice was hoarse and sounded very strange.
Gu Nianyu hugged Shangguan Jiuyou's neck tightly, "Brother You, who is this shady monster?"
"Ji Dongli." He subconsciously hugged the person in his arms tightly.
"Shangguan Jiuyou, your fate is quite good. I have a kind heart, so you will go on the road together today to avoid being lonely on the road to hell."
Gu Nianyu struggled to get down, but Shangguan Jiuyou didn't let go, but held her tighter.
He leaned against her ear and said, "Be good, enter the space immediately."
Gu Nianyu felt warm in her heart and raised her hand to pat his mask, "Don't forget, I am a fairy."
Shangguan Jiuyou's expression darkened, and he clearly disagreed.
But he knew that the person in his arms had a good intention, so he sighed and thought to himself: That's all, if you protect her with all your strength, you can finally protect her.
Gu Nianyu raised his upper body as much as possible and looked at Ji Dongli.
"What's wrong? You have a broken gong and a great voice? Who are you trying to scare? Huangquan Road is very lively all the time. My aunt will send you down today to see the world."
"Jie Jie Jie, the majestic murderer actually let a woman rush in front, I have learned a lot."
Gu Nianyu rubbed his ears and cursed, "Shut the hell up, you squeaking squeaking, are you a toad spirit?"
His Highness the Eighth Prince approached Gu Nianyu with admiration and gave a thumbs up, "Brothers and sisters are mighty."
Ji Dongli said, "You have such a tough mouth, I wonder how many lightning strikes you can take?"
As he spoke, a huge ball of light appeared in the palm of his hand, illuminating his black robe even more strangely.
"Jie, Jie, Jie, today is your death day."
The eerie sound echoed in the sky above the Eighth Prince's Mansion.
"My name is wrong, I am your aunt."
"Gu Nianyu, I will ask Lei to send you on your way first." He said gloomily, the light ball in his hand shot straight into the night sky, and he kept mumbling something.
After a few breaths, the ball of light became like a rope, binding the sky thunder in advance.
Suddenly there was lightning and thunder over the Nine Princes' Mansion.
Gu Nianyu shouted, "There are quite a lot of tricks, but it's not certain who will get hit."
Your Highness the Eighth Prince...the tiger man is about to be struck by lightning on his head, and he is still talking nonsense.
He quickly discussed with Guan Jiuyou, "Let's run."
He was not afraid of a fight, but he was afraid of being struck by lightning, mainly because he had no strength to fight back. In line with the principle that those who know the current affairs are heroes, retreating when the time comes is the best option.
Before Shangguan Jiuyou could answer, Gu Nianyu shouted, "Get out of here."
Staring at the sky intently, the night well hid the changes in her eyes, her lips moved slightly, "Thunder struck."
These two words were obscured by the thunder and no one heard them.
Suddenly, a thunderbolt as loud as a lion's roar came down and struck Ji Dongli directly.
Everyone's eyes widened in shock when they saw this.
Ji Dongli felt the danger approaching and flew away quickly, not even bothering to retract the ball of light.
But Lei followed closely as if he had eyes.
He kept changing his position, and the thunder kept falling, and he had a posture of never giving up until he hit.
Gu Nianyu shouted, "What's wrong with learning? You have to learn to play tricks. What's this called? If the sky is crazy, it will rain, and if people are crazy, there will be disaster."
I thought to myself: To act like a thunderbolt in front of the thunderous ancestors is to overestimate one's ability.
Lan Cong pointed at Ji Dongli who was running around and said to His Highness the Eighth Prince, "Master, this thunder doesn't look easy to deal with. Why don't we retreat to avoid getting hit?"
"Brothers and sisters..."
The other person raised his eyebrows, and he immediately covered his mouth, raised his foot and stepped on Shangguan Jiuyou, "Are you going to say something?"
Shangguan Jiuyou was analyzing the sudden thunder that came with them. Could it be that it was really called by a fairy?
His fairy?
He was very engrossed in his thoughts and was obviously unhappy when he was interrupted.
Without even giving him a look, he took the person in his arms and walked a few steps away.
His Highness the Eighth Prince...thinks he is Brother Niu? So awesome.
But he only dared to curse in his heart.
"Don't worry, that thunder will only strike shady monsters."
Ji Dongli, who was busy dodging thunder and running around, was very angry and shouted, "Shangguan Jiuyou, what is your dog barking?"
Shangguan Jiuyou... how dare you insult this king's wife.