Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1521
Chapter 1521: Chapter 1509 Elf King, You Are the Girl Who Likes to Play with Fire_1 Chapter 1521: Chapter 1509 Elf King, You Are the Girl Who Likes to Play with Fire_1 “Huh.”
Without any hesitation, the Divine Beast Baby shot sparks at it, piercing its dragon scales.
The Flood Dragon shuddered in pain, its tail lashing violently and shattering a huge boulder between the cliff walls.
Another Flood Dragon appeared, its eyes filled with malice, baring its teeth in a threat.
“Chirp chirp.”
Little Kingfisher puffed out its cheeks, returning a disdainful look, ready to burst out a series of sparks at any moment.
“Stop!”
Both the phoenix and the dragon stared each other down, with a battle seemingly imminent.
Master of the flying car suddenly lifted the curtain, shouting sharply.
The two Flood Dragons heard their master's order and, shrinking their necks in fear, they ceased their provocation.
“Are you the one who, not long ago, manipulated the Thunder Dragon to devour lightning at the Immortal Ascension Platform?”
The master of the flying car, a middle-aged man dressed in blue, turned his gaze to Lin Qingluo, with a full measure of scrutiny and inquiry.
So he was after the Thunder Dragon after all, no wonder he came back.
Lin Qingluo sneered coldly and did not shy away from his gaze, showing a hint of ridicule.
“Why don't you answer?”
The middle-aged man seemed accustomed to being held in high esteem, used to the world's reverence and flattery. He was not used to someone daring to ignore his authority and found it difficult to adapt.
Rage followed, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
“Killing me won't get you the Thunder Dragon,” Lin Qingluo saw through his thoughts and mocked coldly.
“You …”
Just as the middle-aged man was about to lose his temper, a sudden anomaly occurred.
A tree root as thick as a Flood Dragon emerged from the void, stretching before Lin Qingluo's face.
At the very end of the root, a pair of half-hidden eyes appeared, examining her secretly.
“Hiss.”
Seeing the tree root, the blue-clad man's heart trembled in surprise, and he immediately ordered the Flood Dragons to leave.
The two Flood Dragons heard the order, pulled the flying car, and fled as if for dear life.
“Elf King, it's been fifty thousand years, and your fondness for spying hasn't changed!”
Seeing the tree root, Lin Qingluo suddenly let out a playful laugh and transformed into her previous life appearance as Immortal Monarch Si Ye.
“Ah, it's you, the girl who likes to set fire!”
The root shivered three times when she changed her appearance, and the eyes disappeared. A white-haired old man with eyebrows and beard reaching his ankles, barely a meter tall, emerged.
Lin Qingluo had a black line on her head.
What kind of description was that?
It was the Fire Phoenix who liked setting fires, not her, okay?
“Chirp chirp.”
Seeing the Elf King, Little Kingfisher chirped crisply, asserting its presence.
“Ah, it's you, it's you.”
The Elf King clearly recognized Little Kingfisher, and he complained angrily with his beard bristling, “The bird that broke into the Elf Domain and burned my beard was you.”
“Elf King, aren't you being too petty?”
Lin Qingluo held Little Kingfisher, teasingly saying, “Yin'er only burnt your beard, is it necessary to hold a grudge for fifty thousand years?”
“Hmph.”
The Elf King complained discontentedly, “My beard grows only two inches in a thousand years, and it was finally just long enough to reach my ankles when it was burned by her. Of course, I'll be angry.”
“Cough.”
Lin Qingluo couldn't help but laugh and cry, “Your beard grows too slowly.”
“Girl, let me have a look at that Lightning Spirit, and we'll call it even,” the Elf King said with a shift of his eyes, trying to make a deal using the beard as leverage.
“Oh?”
Lin Qingluo dragged her tone, feigning surprise, “So you came for the Thunder Dragon too.”
“Hehe.”
The Elf King's old face turned red, but fortunately, his white eyebrows and beard covered half of his face, and it was not noticeable.
“Tianlei is this lady's precious treasure; I cannot let outsiders see it casually.”
Lin Qingluo deliberately teased him, “What if it is snatched by someone with malicious intentions?”
Chapter end
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