The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

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The real dragon sensed the breath of the little dragon, and the indifferent eyelids flashed a bright light.

"Hey!" The little dragon dragon stood on the shoulder of the Soviet Union with a sigh of relief. The small face was serious and serious, and the small claw pointed at the real dragon. It was a human voice that could not be understood.

Although the young dragon is young, but the Longwei issued is not small, the ears of the audience are squeaking.

Everyone looked curiously at the little dragon, didn't understand what it meant by a call, but dared to point the real dragon with his claws. Even if it was a dragon, wouldn't he be afraid of being killed by a palm?

This is the misunderstanding of human beings against the dragons.

Because the dragons are slow to breed, all the dragons are well protected.

At this time, when the little dragon appeared, the eyes of the real dragon suddenly brightened.

Its original huge body was instantly reduced, narrowed to more than ten meters long, and then, like a figure, it fell directly onto the battle platform and suspended in front of the Soviet Union.

For the size of the fallen human being, such a real dragon is still very large.

The true dragon's gaze gaze at the little dragon, giving a soft glow, while also sticking out his fingers and poking the head of Xiaolong.

Unfortunately, its fingers are too big, a finger is bigger than the whole body of the small dragon, so it is a poke, the little dragon is poked to the ground.

Then, before the little dragon fell, the dragon would **** the little dragon and let it sit on his head.

There is a bad feeling in the heart of Su Luo.

This real dragon seems to have some kind of blood connection with Xiaoshen.

Sure enough, at this time, the sharp eyes of the real dragon shot toward the Soviet Union, and the bottom of the dragon was shining and violent!

Su Luo felt a huge murderous oncoming, rising from the soles of his feet, and the huge pressure seemed to be a mountain peak, falling from the top down on the shoulders of the Soviet Union!

"Ok!"

Su Luo snorted, a corner of the mouth slowly shed a blood.

Nangong Liu Yun is extremely angry, and he pulls the Sulu behind him, and the violent bloodthirsty eyes stare at the real dragon!

Although he is not an opponent of Real Dragon now, he does not hesitate to fight with blood and swear to protect his beloved woman!

Just in the four-eye handover, a small slap was heavily dropped on the real head.

"Hey!"

The little **** dragon was angry, standing on the top of the real faucet, stepping down angrily with one foot and one foot, and screaming angrily in his mouth.

Seeing the ancestors of their own ancestors, the true dragon's eyes showed a touch of helplessness. The **** grabbed the little dragon and placed it in front of the eyes and looked at it.

"Hey!" Xiaoshen Long angered the accusation.

"Hey..." Zhenlong had no choice but to explain.

"Hey!" The little dragon with his hands on his hips, leaning forward, continued to scream.

"Hey..." The explanation of the good temper of the dragon.

The little dragon was not convinced, and he punched and kicked the real dragon.

This interpretation, watching the people below the ground are all stupid, one eye shining, staring at the stage with contempt, I am afraid to miss a little detail.

It’s amazing, right? The pets of the Soviet Union actually went so far as to dare to kick the real dragon fist, but it was a real dragon!

What's even more amazing is that the real temper of the real dragon is so good, tolerant again and again with a gentle and gentle attitude, still sighing helplessly?

This, this, this simply subverts the impression of the dragons at the place? The dragons have always been synonymous with fierce, violent, **** and cold in their eyes, but they have never seen it, so... Meng.