Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 760 My Little Dragon is 1 and a half years old

"Really?" Lingyao asked in an ambiguous tone.

The Lord of the Nine Palaces smiled at her with a sincere look in his eyes, and raised his hand to stroke the black hair on Lingyao's shoulders.

"Of course, Sister Liugong, you can question me, but I completely trust you because you are a good person I know, and I will be responsible for my choice."

Having said this, the Lord of the Nine Palaces suddenly leaned close to Lingyao's ear and lowered his voice.

"I just mentioned the envelope to lure the werewolf out of its hole. Apparently the werewolf was quite cautious and didn't use my weakness to drag you down. But...it could also be that the werewolf himself was in danger at the time."

Lingyao looked at her without comment, but no matter whether Lingyao suspected her or not, the two of them were still grouped together this round.

The current grouping is

The second palace lord who is plump and has a hot temper, Lingyao who has a soft voice but a stern face, the eighth palace lord who is the youngest and has a bun-like hairstyle, and the ninth palace lord who is mature and calm and wears a green robe.

Plus a group of guardians of the eleventh house with sloppy and loose robes.

The steady and authoritative elder who guards the first palace, the third palace lord who wears a red robe and has a hot temper, and the fourth palace lord who wears a white fox skin and is free and easy by nature.

They are in the same group as the Fifth Palace Master, who is the most suspected by everyone and wears a blue robe, and the Tenth Palace Master, who just spoke completely without thinking, and the Ninth Palace Master.

As soon as the parliamentary grouping was completed, the guardian of the second palace took the first group to the residence of the highly suspected guardian of the fifth palace.

The room of the Five Palace Guardian was just like the others, with a simple and stylish layout, and the screens were embroidered with fluttering bamboo leaves with delicate needlework.

The five people searched the huge room but found nothing.

"What are you looking at?" At some point, the Lord of the Nine Palaces came to Lingyao's side, looked in the direction Lingyao was looking, and asked.

Lingyao's eyes scanned the entire room, finally stopping at the bookshelf stacked in the corner next to the corner bed. She walked over, picked up a book on the shelf, and put it down immediately.

The book is covered with dust, and your hands are covered with dust when you pick it up.

"If you don't read these books very often, why put a bookshelf next to the bed?"

Lingyao said it casually and turned to find a handkerchief to wipe her hands.

When she wiped her hands and turned around, she saw Jiugongzhu already flipping through the bookshelf.

The Lord of the Nine Palaces is indeed a man who understands things quickly.

The Second Palace Master was tired from looking through things, so he simply sat on the table, catching his breath and drinking water.

The Eighth Palace Master was young and small, so he couldn't help much, so he just sat next to the Second Palace Master and watched everyone search for evidence.

The Eleventh Palace Master stood aside, eating the cakes on the table like crazy as if he had never eaten cakes before, while shouting nonsense at the Ninth Palace Master with his mouth open.

"Master Jiugong, please stop looking around. That place is dirty. It will make your pretty fair face dirty. Let's listen to me and come over to eat something and rest for a while..."

Before the Eleventh Palace Lord finished his words, there was a creaking sound in the air.

When Lord Jiugong took the book down, he accidentally pushed the bookshelf off position.

The next second, the door that was wide open slammed shut.

The candlelight was blown out by the cold wind, and the whole room suddenly became dark.

The Eleventh Palace Master screamed "Oh my god" immediately, and the pastry in his hand became a little unsteady, followed by the Eighth Palace Master's childish scream.

And the Second Palace Master's resounding and soothing voice.

"Don't be afraid, just stand still and don't move. There's a flint in the second cabinet next to the wardrobe. I'll go get it!"

After saying this, the Second Palace Master began to move, and the sound of clothes rustling could be heard in the dark air.

The Eighth Palace Lord timidly grabbed the sleeve of the Eleventh Palace Lord, but was ruthlessly pulled out by the Eleventh Palace Lord.

"Sister, please don't move around or pull anyone. I almost thought the thief attacked me secretly. I was scared."

Upon hearing this, the Seventh Palace Master retracted his outstretched hand and stood where he was, tightly clenching the rabbit doll in his hand.

When the Second Palace Master heard what the Eleventh Palace Master said, her brows slightly frowned. She really didn't know how the Eleventh Palace Master and others were elected as guardians. They were so timid.

She walked swiftly to the wardrobe, and just as her fingers touched the wooden board of the second wardrobe, she saw the door that had been closed was blown open by the wind. The moonlight outside the window was particularly bright, illuminating the room.

The Lord of the Nine Palaces and Lingyao, who had not made any sound since just now and were standing closest to the bookshelf, suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

The Second Palace Master's pupils suddenly shrank, and his throat felt inexplicably itchy.

……

As for Lingyao, the moment the lights went out, she felt her feet go soft, as if she was stepping on cotton, and she collapsed.

He fell directly into a dark room with stone walls on all four sides.

Oil lamps were hung evenly on the stone walls on both sides of the dark room like colorful lanterns. The oil lamps illuminated the lifelike dragon-shaped runes on the wall. The dragon's eyes were bright, as if hiding endless wisdom and mysterious power, attracting people forward.

Lingyao took a step forward, and the moment her feet stepped on the ground, she heard the sound of stones loosening.

There was a thump in my heart, and I secretly thought it was not good.

Without giving her any time to prepare, the next second, a poisoned sword came flying from the air. Lingyao did a neat somersault and kicked the sword against the wall.

However, this is not the end, the next wave of traps pops up again...

Lingyao struggled with the mechanism for a long time, and finally stepped on all the endless swords, darts, and silver threads.

Although the system, which watched the entire process, wanted to applaud its host baby, it still had to remind him without complaint.

"Host baby, your fighting power is a bit too much beyond the original owner's personality."

Lingyao was so tired that she wanted to curse: "I didn't ask you to cheat for me, and it's good enough. No one here saw it. Can't you do something to hide this little thing?"

Rich: “…Yes.”

It almost forgot that the host baby could play tricks to deceive the Emperor of Heaven, so it would be strange if he would abide by the rules.

I remember the rumor that the Emperor of Heaven sent a host with extremely powerful combat power to guard the border between demons and monsters, but after this sister worked there for two days, he threw a life-size puppet of her to take charge.

The key point is that no one from the demon and monster tribes dared to break the rules. It was because someone from the immortal family wanted to come and compete in chess with Lingyao, but after losing and being kicked out of Lingyao's room, they discovered that there was another Lingyao standing on the city gate at the junction.

Lingyao stepped on a number of broken arrow handles and headed forward towards the place where she had spotted the colorful light when she entered the secret room.

She wanted to see what treasures were hidden behind all these mechanisms.

When I got closer, oh my god, it’s a treasure!

No, who can tell her why her baby God of Wealth is here?

And it's such a beast.

Bao Fu: "...Host baby, that's not the way to say it. This person is clearly a real ice dragon."

Lingyao: Isn’t this also an animal?

She no longer paid attention to the system that wanted to clear the name of the real dragon, and her eyes were on the little dragon in front of her.

The little dragon was curled up, about the length of two fingers, and its tail was curled around a piece of eggshell.

Its whole body is silver, and it also looks like blue-silver, moonlight, and snowy aurora. It has a pair of small black eyes and the hair around its mouth is also silver.

The little dragon, who had been drooping his head, immediately raised his head and became alert the moment he saw Lingyao approaching him. He opened his mouth slightly, stuck out a small section of pink tongue from his throat, and let out a roar.

He wanted to scare Lingyao away with the majesty of a real dragon.

Then, Lingyao raised her hand and lifted him up from the eggshell after hearing his roar.

The little dragon had just hatched from its shell and had never eaten since. Faced with the stranger's sudden action, the snow-white hair on its face stood up, and it curled its tail along Lingyao's fingers, then raised its head and bit the fingers of the strange girl.

Lingyao hissed and raised her hand to pat the little dragon on the back, but she didn't expect it to actually bite.

He also threatened: "If you bite me again, I will cook you into soup."

Xiaolong has inherited their unique way of deciphering language for thousands of years, so he understands Lingyao's words very well.

He roared at Lingyao twice to express his protest and threat.

But there was a sweet scent coming from the place where he bit Lingyao's finger.

Xiaolong, who had been hungry for who knows how long, couldn't help himself and licked it with his tongue. As soon as he licked it, the wound healed unexpectedly.

Xiaolong glanced at Lingyao with his big eyes and opened his little mouth as if to bite her again.

Before he could succeed, Lingyao grabbed his tail and swung him in circles in the air like a rubber band.