SACRED BODY OF THE IMMORTALS Chapter 395: Ao Luan of the Dragon People

No man can endure hearing from his own woman that he is inferior to another man.

Although Bai ier is not currently Long Aotian's woman, it is only a matter of ti before she will be.

"ier, are you saying that I am not as good as that Jun Xiaoyao?" Long Aotian's forehead twitched with anger.

For soone with his domineering and arrogant personality, this was an absolute humiliation!

"Aotian Gege, this is a fact. Jun Gongzi's aura is too terrifying, unfathomable," Bai ier advised.

"ier, are you siding with an outsider or with ?"

Long Aotian felt extrely uncomfortable upon hearing this.

His cultivation had already reached the late stage of the True God realm, placing him at the pinnacle of the pyramid.

How strong could Jun Xiaoyao be, even if he was a genius?

At most, they would be evenly matched, which would still be impressive.

"That's not the point; the fact is as it is," Bai ier replied.

"Enough! I refuse to believe that with the blood of the Imperial Dragon in my veins and having refined seven Dragon Essences, I could be inferior to that Jun Xiaoyao!" Long Aotian shouted coldly.

Bai ier bit her red lip, feeling a wave of grievance in her heart.

She was wholeheartedly thinking of Long Aotian.

Yet, he blad her for not supporting him and even scolded her like this.

Any woman in her position would feel wronged and disheartened.

"If it were Jun Gongzi, with his character, he would never have such an attitude; he would listen to seriously," Bai ier suddenly thought.

People are often surprised when they compare; Long Aotian's temperant is vastly different from Jun Xiaoyao's.

A thought suddenly arose in Bai ier's mind.

How did she ever co to like Long Aotian?

Just as Long Aotian was about to ask Bai ier to take him to find Jun Xiaoyao, a weak female voice suddenly echoed from the hazy remnants of the killing formation ahead.

"Who will... save ..."

"Hmm? A woman's voice?"

This voice made Long Aotian stop in his tracks.

He had been pondering which faction the dragon blood aura ca from.

After investigating, Long Aotian concluded that it could not be from the Ancestral Dragon Nest.

"Could it be..." Long Aotian thought of a possibility, his eyes shining with excitent.

"Aotian Gege, what's wrong?" Bai ier asked.

"Let that Jun Xiaoyao live a few more days; I have sothing important to do right now," Long Aotian said, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

He had made up his mind to rescue the woman in the killing formation.

"Indeed, I, Long Aotian, am the born protagonist; this kind of hero saving the beauty scenario has co my way again," Long Aotian thought to himself.

His earlier frustration had lessened considerably.

No matter how strong Jun Xiaoyao was, could he have such an opportunity?

If he saved this woman, it might bring Long Aotian so fortune.

With that in mind, Long Aotian began to take action to break the killing formation.

"Aotian Gege, are you going to save soone?" Bai ier observed from the side.

After so investigation, Long Aotian charged in.

Although this killing formation was risky, the potential rewards were greater if he succeeded.

Boom!

Inside the killing formation, booming sounds echoed, and the ground trembled.

Clearly, Long Aotian was forcefully breaking the formation with his own strength.

It must be said that Long Aotian's power was indeed formidable; after about half a day's effort, a gap was finally broken in the killing formation.

Long Aotian erged, holding a woman in a blue dress.

The woman in the blue dress had an elegant figure and beautiful features, with two green dragon horns growing from her snow-white forehead.

In short, she was a great beauty.

However, at this mont, her face was pale, having exhausted much of her energy.

"Ao Luan... Thank you for saving , young master..." The woman nad Ao Luan looked pale, but as she gazed at Long Aotian, a blush appeared on her face.

"You're too polite, Miss Ao Luan," Long Aotian smiled, secretly pleased in his heart.

Not only had he saved a great beauty, but judging by her appearance, she also possessed the bloodline power of the dragon clan.

If he was not mistaken, Ao Luan should be from the Dragon People tribe of the Ancient Immortal races.

This was a very powerful tribe among the Ancient Immortal races, containing the bloodline of the ancient dragons.

If he could befriend the Dragon People tribe, Long Aotian would have great advantages in the Ancient Immortal world.

"I am Ao Luan of the Dragon People tribe. May I ask who you are, young master?" Ao Luan inquired.

"I am Long Aotian from the Ancestral Dragon Nest," Long Aotian said, revealing a bright smile, his white teeth shining, looking very handso.

Ao Luan's pretty face flushed slightly.

She had accidentally wandered into a killing formation, calling for help to no avail.

In her mont of despair, she never expected soone would co to save her.

What was most fateful was that Long Aotian also possessed the bloodline of the dragon clan.

Moreover, that bloodline instilled a sense of reverence in Ao Luan.

"You look very weak; let help you recuperate," Long Aotian said with concern.

"Thank you, Young Master Long," Ao Luan's heart raced uncontrollably.

Once Long Aotian exuded his charm, it was not sothing ordinary won could resist.

Long Aotian turned to Bai ier and said, "ier, please wait outside for a mont; I need to help Miss Ao Luan recuperate."

Upon hearing Long Aotian's words, Bai ier's delicate hands clenched tightly.

Was Long Aotian treating her like a servant?

If it were just that, Bai ier wouldn't mind, as she was very fond of Long Aotian.

But the problem was, the woman Long Aotian was holding was another woman, and he was going to help her recuperate.

What kind of situation was this?

Bai ier's face turned pale, her red lips trembling slightly.

But Long Aotian did not notice, and even if he did, he wouldn't care.

Because Long Aotian had made up his mind to build a good relationship with Ao Luan.

With the protection of the Dragon People tribe, Long Aotian could almost walk freely in the Ancient Immortal world.

Watching Long Aotian help Ao Luan recuperate, the sparkle in Bai ier's beautiful eyes gradually faded.

In its place was a sense of emptiness.

Initially, Long Aotian had saved her in such a heroic manner.

Yet now, he had saved another woman and left her outside.

"So it turns out... it was a trap?" Bai ier suddenly thought.

Long Aotian saved her, then saved Ao Luan, and perhaps in the future, he would save other won as well.

There was also Princess Long Ji, whom Long Aotian had been thinking about.

Was this really the Aotian Gege she admired?

"Why? Clearly, I am the one who likes Aotian Gege the most, but why do you keep hurting again and again?"

Bai ier's heart felt cold.

For so reason, at that mont, Bai ier suddenly thought of Jun Xiaoyao.

She recalled his gentle and handso smile, his elegant and composed figure.

"If it had been Jun Gongzi who saved back then, how would things be now?" A thought suddenly arose in Bai ier's mind.

This thought was absurd, causing Bai ier's heart to skip a beat.