My Wife Why is She So Cute

Everyone was looking up at the sky. Song Nianying was sitting on Bailong's body, her clothes fluttering and her long hair fluttering.

The moment she landed, a warm yellow halo surrounded her, and the white dragon beside her swung its tail and roared at the Dragon King of the West Sea.

This is a signal of challenge among the Dragon Clan.

Who doesn't know that the seventh princess has just been struck by lightning, and no matter how powerful she is, she is also made of flesh and blood. What's more, the Dragon King of the West Sea, like his father, has evolved into a dragon for thousands of years. She is too conceited.

If it was normal, he would be as sophisticated and cunning as the Dragon King of the West Sea, how could he be alone with the Seventh Princess.

But now, the son's jumping dragon tendon is still in his hand, and the seventh princess is so loud, he has to fight.

The navy blue dragon roared and dormant among the clouds, and the white dragon seemed to turn into a vine, twining around it like a flash.

They are intertwined.

The dragon claws fight, the dragon body strikes, and the dragon tail violently swings.

The East China Sea and the Dragon King of the North Sea looked up together, dumbfounded.

Although the Seventh Princess was said to be a **** of war in the South China Sea, she was born late in the younger generation. The two Dragon Kings only listened to the half-truths and half-false things, and did not believe them.

Now, the fierce confrontation in front of them let them know that it was not a rumor.

The navy blue dragon seemed to be unable to hold on any longer. It spit water at the white dragon. The white dragon turned around and hit its face fiercely with its tail. As it fell out, it released dark purple smoke.

It can't fight head-on, but it has a lot of tricks.

The white dragon dodges, taking advantage of the time difference, the tail of the Tibetan blue dragon ruthlessly hits the dragon's most vulnerable belly.

Song Nianying stood in front of the two dragon kings without any fear.

Instead, the two Dragon Kings already knew that this woman was not an ordinary person, so they took a step back together.

Song Nianying looked up at the two dragons who were still fighting fiercely. She took out the jade flute from her waist, put it to her lips, and began to play it.

The originally frozen South China Sea was filled with steam and blisters. The two dragon kings looked down at their feet. Accompanied by the hot white mist, Song Nianying's body was flying above her back. Black mist went out from her back.

The black shadows are the souls of the dead chasing their souls.

Song Nianying's long hair was picked up by Yin Qi, at that moment, her eyes were full of coquettish charm, "Go!"

Everything in the world changes according to her mind and is at her disposal.

Those dead souls, floating and crying, rushed towards the Tibetan dragon one by one.

They were like clouds, attached to its dragon scales little by little, whimpering and crying.

"pain…

"it hurts…

Although they have lost their bodies, their souls are still there. Tibetan Qinglong's body is stiff, and on each scale is attached the soul of his son Long Aoba who died.

They were either skinned, broken bones, or bled...

Some, even just because of Long Aoba's greed, were bitten and eaten alive.

So painful, so bitter.

What about them?

Whose children are they? How painful should their parents be?

Heaven and man are ruthless, so she, the divine shadow left behind in the world, will surely seek justice for them.

The Tibetan blue dragon twisted in pain, it felt their feelings, and the big tears slipped from the cloudy eyes of the dragon.

And the white dragon's claws ruthlessly grabbed the scales on its abdomen, and tore them off vigorously, blood dripping, and the pink flesh jumped out.

The bright red blood, for whom to pay homage.

If it wasn't for the sake of all beings in the South China Sea, with the personality of the Seventh Princess, she would have skinned it.

The dark blue dragon screamed, fell under the cloud and fell heavily on the ground, stirring up countless dust.

It turned into a human, twisted and lying on the ground, covered in blood, tears kept dripping, "Let me go... let me go... never again... never again..."

It feels the pain of every undead over and over again.

As if replacing them, he was killed by his son again and again.

You can't live by doing your own crimes.

Yan Chuyu, wearing a blue battle robe, fell in front of him, and the water sword in her hand was still facing the Dragon King of the West Sea.

The other two Dragon Kings were persuading: "Princess Seven, think twice!"

Although Xihai does many evils, if there is no Dragon King, countless souls will be homeless and wars will break out everywhere.

Yan Chuyu ignored the Dragon King who was still struggling on the ground. She walked to the frozen South Sea, pushed her hands forward, and tried to shake the seal with her spiritual power.

But following a wave of air, not only did she fail to untie the barrier, but her body was shaken by the impact of the air.

The Dragon King of the East China Sea and the Seventh Princess knew each other. After talking, he shook his head: "It's useless, this is the seal set by Emperor Wenying."

The seal of heaven and man can only be broken by heaven and man.

Even if they are extremely noble dragons, it is not allowed.

After hearing such words, Song Nianying was silent for a moment, then she walked to Yan Chuyu's side, "Let me do it."

Yan Chuyu grabbed her hand and shook his head at her.

In today's battle, she killed the prince of Xihai and severely injured the Dragon King of Xihai. The South China Sea was sealed because of her. It is impossible for her to return to her status as the seventh princess.

In the future, she doesn't know what kind of ability she should use to protect Song Nianying.

She wants to protect her.

And why isn't she?

Song Nianying held her hand, looked into her eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Chu Yu, do you know what is life and death Qikuo?"

From the day she was sure that she fell in love with Yan Chuyu, Song Nianying gave everything to her.

She said that her world was once pale and barren, and Yan Chuyu was like a ray of light, illuminating everything.

Her life and death have long been tied to her.

She is willing to give everything for her.

So does she.

The hand that grabbed her slipped slowly, tears welled up in Yan Chuyu's eyes, and she nodded choked up: "Okay."

Even if today is the last day, they must advance and retreat hand in hand.

Song Nianying jumped up and floated above the South China Sea. There was a golden light surging in the air. She opened her arms and limbs and raised her head to the sky.

How about heaven and man?

Bright red blood slowly dripped from her limbs and bones, dripping onto the sealed South China Sea.

The small animals that escaped from Long Aoba's hands came out of the forest one after another, and they consciously surrounded Song Nianying to protect her.

On the other side of the sky, there was a patter of rain, which was the tears of the Seventh Princess.

That blood, carrying the golden warm light and the pure goodness of the world, fell on the South China Sea. Gradually, little ripples appeared on the frozen sea.

Her strength is still damaged. If she wants to untie the barrier, she will probably die of blood.

As for Princess Seven, she held her sword and walked up to the Dragon King of the West Sea who had already struggled to sit up, with her hands on her chest, and her teeth were gritted.

The Dragon King of the West Sea's eyes were full of fear, he curled up and looked back: "You...what else do you want? There are rules in the heavens, dragons are not allowed to fight, but you, you violate the commandments again and again..."

Yan Chuyu sneered disdainfully, she raised the water sword in her hand, and slashed it down.

The eyes of the two dragon kings of Donghai and Beihai were filled with shock.

"Seventh princess!!"

Following the surface of the lake, Song Nianying said sharply "No!!"

The white dragon tail was cut off and fell heavily into the South Sea. The last strength of the dragon tail was to destroy the seal with Song Nianying's blood and return to the home it should belong to.

Yan Chuyu, who had lost her dragon tail, fell to the ground, her mouth and nose were bleeding, she looked at Song Nianying, and tried her best to smile at her.

How could she just watch her bleed to death.

In the past, she was so arrogant, thinking that dragons were the most noble existence in this world, and she was also high above her. She didn't understand why Song Nianying would give her flesh and blood for those animals that were as small as ants.

Now, when seeing the heavenly beings treat the Dragon Clan, there was never a contempt from above.

It's like an endless cycle.

The heart, how to give; one day in the future, the same will be given in return.

White and shining, Song Nianying's favorite dragon tail sank to the bottom of the water little by little.

As for the frozen Xihai Sea Clan, desolate tears slowly fell from the corners of their eyes, and the tears drifted and condensed together as if they were conscious.

In the end, a huge vortex was formed, and they wanted to break through the seal together from the inside.

Song Nianying and Yan Chuyu were outside, while all beings in the West Sea were inside.

The two forces merged into a huge momentum, condensed all the mental strength, and broke through the sea with a "bang".

And at that moment, Song Nianying's body fell straight down like a kite with broken strings as the waves splashed across the ground. Yan Chuyu, covered in blood, rushed up, hugged her, and landed on the edge of the cliff.

"Daughter..."

Dragon Mother was the first to speak, looking at Song Nianying tremblingly, and the other dragon beings also jumped out of the sea to save Song Nianying.

They were all rescued by Song Nianying.

Otherwise, even if everyone wants to break through the barrier of the immortal, they will be severely injured, either dead or injured.

It was Shenying, who saved Nanhai.

The Dragon King stared blankly at Song Nianying who was being held in his arms by his daughter. He didn't believe what Yan Chuyu said until this moment.

Whether it is dragons, animals, or ants, they are all the same in her eyes.

Yan Chuyu's tears fell drop by drop, "Niannian...Niannian..."

Song Nianying raised her hand and touched her cheek: "Chu Yu, don't cry."

do not Cry.

She was very happy to save her family.

It's just... I can't see the dragon tail that she likes anymore.

In the sky, clouds of seven colors rolled faintly, and Song Nianying heard that ethereal song similar to Sanskrit.

And following the ethereal music, a ray of light fell from the sky and struck down, and those dark crying undead were sucked up one after another.

The gods and shadows are crossing the catastrophe, why aren't they?

End the pain of this life, and they will have no pain in the future.

And within that pitch-black shadow, there was a bluish-black shadow. The Dragon King of the West Sea watched excitedly, breathing tremblingly.

Whether it is an animal or a dragon cultivator, what they want is to shed their flesh and become immortals.

Although Long Aoba died tragically, if he can keep up...

At that moment, the ground cracked, and a **** hand suddenly rose from the ground. With the rumbling sound and the tears of the Dragon King of the West Sea, Longaoba's soul was dragged into hell.

The gap is closed, the gate of **** is closed, and what awaits it will be eighteen levels of hell.

A figure exactly like Song Nianying swayed in the sky, and she stretched out a hand to face her own shadow.

Heaven and humans are in the heavenly court, wanting to be rich and luxurious, and have no luxury. The enjoyment of thousands of years has long made them forget how they worked hard in the Saha step by step.

If you don't understand the suffering in the world, how can you have compassion for all living beings?

Is it true that in the eyes of God, all living beings are divided into different classes, and only the supreme race will be loved by God?

Shenying, Shenying, she is a shadow left by God in the world.

He will surely replace God in the world, endure what others cannot endure, do what others cannot do, tolerate what others cannot tolerate, and behave in ways that others cannot treat, and taste the sufferings of all people in the world.

The aura on Song Nianying's body was passing away little by little, and her gradually darkened eyes were full of Yan Chuyu's figure.

Everyone calls her Yinger.

All she saw was the **** behind her.

Only in Yan Chuyu's side, she is a real existence that is not attached to God.

It's Niannian.

The tribulation is about to end.

"Don't...don't..."

Yan Chuyu hugged her tightly, "Don't leave me."

The Seventh Princess, who used to be calm and calm no matter what she faced, and who didn't talk too much, was now in a mess. Her hands and feet were cold, and she hugged Song Nianying tightly, pressing her cheek against her neck.

Don't leave her.

After breaking the dragon's tail and saying goodbye to the South China Sea, she has nothing left between heaven and earth.

If you want to leave...

All living beings in the South China Sea worked together to send spiritual energy to Song Nianying, but their spiritual energy came from the shadow of the gods, so how could it work.

And those creatures who were attracted by the Sanskrit sound and walked up one after another stopped their pace. They turned to look at Song Nianying, and spit out the last halo of light from their mouths in unison, falling down one after another like fireworks in the sky, and fell on Song Nianying's body.

At that moment, Yan Chuyu lowered her head and kissed Song Nianying's lips. She looked into her eyes, shook her head and muttered.

"do not leave Me."

The dragon ball slowly floated out from the abdominal cavity, it was the only thing left of the scarred Seventh Princess.

Following the exclamation of all the sea people, Yan Chuyu looked at Song Nianying, she raised her hand, and grabbed it suddenly.

The dragon ball shattered in her palm, and the sky was filled with the brilliance of colored glaze, very much like the fireflies that surrounded Song Nianying on that day, making her happy and nostalgic.

--what's your name?

——I don’t know either, do you know?

——I have a name, you can call me Yinger.

——Nian Nian.

…

Princess Long Shisan had already cried and fell to the ground, she remembered what her sister said when she came back this time.

"When you are with her, you will definitely experience all the sufferings in the world. You may even lose your life. Is it worth it?"

On the elder sister's face, there was an unprecedented warm smile, and even her voice was so gentle and firm.

"When she lives, I will not die; when she dies, I will turn into a tear in her eyes and stay with her forever."