Qingcheng, who was walking back from the outer hall to the Pearl Palace, saw this scene and was furious. He stepped forward and grabbed Long Jiuer's delicate neck: "What did you do to her? Where did you hide her body?

Hand her over." His deep black eyes turned blood red.

"I - I didn't do anything, ahem, I didn't do anything." Long Jiu'er struggled, trying to escape from his grasp, but still couldn't muster the strength.

Qingcheng gave a bitter smile: "Very good, since you want to get her away from me so much, then you should take her place and serve me well."

As he spoke, he grabbed Long Jiu'er's collar and walked towards the Crystal Palace in a few steps. The big bed in the Crystal Palace seemed to still have the smell of their love three days ago. Long Jiu'er frowned in pain, fearing that he would continue to torture him.

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"Why don't you let me go? I really don't know where she went." Long Jiuer stepped back, and the loose clothes on his body had begun to slip off.

Qingcheng stared at her chest. Three days ago, he didn't notice that her chest was not a red mole, but a dragon totem. She was really not his Jiu'er.

The golden dragon totem is a sashimi totem that can only be owned by high-ranking dragons. Dragons with low status are not worthy of having it at all.

He stepped forward a few steps, thrust into her body without mercy, and hit her hard: "Are you really from the royal family of the West Sea?" He put his hands on both sides of her body and ravaged her hard, making the big bed in the Crystal Palace squeak and shake.

, he looked at the trembling Long Jiuer who was tortured by him for a moment.

"I have said it many times, I am the Ninth Princess of the West Sea, the Ninth Princess of the West Sea! Let me go quickly. If you don't let me go, I will ask my father to go to heaven and find the God of Justice to administer justice!" Long

Jiu'er cried and hit his chest with weak hands.

"Justice God? Very good, let the old dragon of Xihai go! The ninth princess of Xihai is my king's concubine. Even if she sues to the Emperor of Heaven, I will not be afraid." Qingcheng clamped Long Jiuer's jaw angrily,

Let her look at herself.

She is beautiful, and her beauty is different from all the dragons in the world. She has an alien aura about her, the smell of alien blood that fascinates all the dragons.

Long Jiu'er stopped talking, and opened and closed her little mouth while crying. She didn't know why this man she had only met twice was her husband. That man who forced her to marry him two years ago on the beach with huge waves

Who is her man?

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Chapter completed!