The Lord Who Wants to Be Emperor

When the swordsman instructor who attacked Aslan saw the dragon claw blade, his face changed drastically.

As soon as his mouth opened, he felt the world spin.

He has been separated from the head.

Aslan also realized the seriousness of the matter, that little dragon man should be under siege!

"It's important to save people!" Aslan said.

Nuomili nodded, flapped his fleshy wings behind him, and disappeared in front of Aslan.

Only then did he understand that when he came, Nuomiri had already slowed down in order to take care of him, but in fact she could still be faster.

The blue figure fell from the sky and directly trampled to death the two swordsman instructors who were besieging the dwarf dragon.

That's right! It is trampled to death, when the dust of the impact dissipates.

There was a huge hole in the body of the two swordsman instructors.

Nuomili slowly walked out of the pothole, red blood sticking to the heel of his high-heeled shoes.

The remaining four mentor-level powerhouses who were besieged around saw this scene, and they were taken aback.

They didn't speak, looking at the dragon claw blade on Nuomili's arm, turning around and ran without saying a word.

With such a fierce appearance, all fools knew the power of the evil dragon who suddenly appeared in his eyes.

At least he is a mentor-level powerhouse, or he doesn't have such a sturdy combat effectiveness.

As soon as they wanted to run, two ice dragons gushed out of the river and swept towards several instructor-level powerhouses.

Rumble!

Four sword lights cut out and directly smashed the two ice dragons to pieces.

It is a pity that this delay has lost their last chance of escape.

Nuomili arrived, and the remaining mentor-level powerhouses were solved in three or two strokes. The speed was so fast that it felt like slashing a small soldier.

Aslan slowly landed on the battlefield area.

Eight mentor-level powerhouses have different heads.

A short figure was lying on the ground not far away, apparently fainted.

Nuomili walked to the little girl, her palm shot a red light, and the dragon armor on the little girl slowly dissipated.

"So small?" Aslan said unexpectedly.

"You don't know?" Nuomili asked very suspiciously.

Aslan shook his head in embarrassment.

He also let Lancelot pay attention based on memory, but in fact he was not sure whether the news was true or false.

The only information is that this dragon is a little girl.

As for how small it is, he is also not sure.

It's just never expected that this little girl who awakened the blood of the dragon was only three or four years old. No wonder Kurus wanted to capture her alive.

As long as you catch it alive, leaving a magical circuit on its body, once it loses control, it will explode. Coupled with the young age, you can train it to be a combat tool for many years.

"I really don't know, forget it, just treat it as doing good for our dragon people." Aslan said helplessly.

When Nuomili believes you have a ghostly expression, but his mouth is still very agreeable and said: "The young master is really kind."

Aslan directly ignored her yin and yang strangeness.

"Let's find her family first!" Aslan said, handing the little girl to Nomiri.

Nuomili nodded. The little girl was already dirty, her clothes were in tatters, and her hair was too dirty to recognize the original color.

But Nuomili didn't dislike it at all, but embraced her tenderly.

A knight in blue knight armor, without even showing half of his face, was walking on a rural passage with a three or four-year-old child, behind him was a black-robed magician.

When they entered a village, the people in the village recognized the child in Nomiri's arms, and many people cried out in exclamation.

Aslan saw the unbearable color in the eyes of many women. It seems that the child did not harm the people in the village after awakening his blood.

"Two adults! Congratulations on catching the evil dragon man."

A wicked young man walked up and hurriedly said flatteringly to Aslan and Nomiri.

Aslan casually threw out a few ten-dollar mark coins.

"Thanks, we just came to support. Now I need to investigate the identity of this little girl and talk about your intelligence!"

The young man in front of him was a famous ruffian in this village, and he had also reported that the little girl was an evil dragon.

The young man took the Mark coin, although his eyes were puzzled, he looked at the money, he still respectfully said: "This little girl is an orphan in the village, and his mother comes from a prostitute in the town. She gave birth to her. He died not long after that, and was taken in by the old blacksmith Tom's family next door. It was precisely because of the old Tom and his wife that this evil dragon man could survive."

"Not to mention, when old Tom took in this little girl, I felt something was wrong. This little girl was weird, very sensible, and would not make trouble."

Aslan listened quietly, but the other hand of Nomiri next to him slowly moved away from the little girl.

This is a clever and sensible child who never troubles others, and is polite and sensible. In addition, the old Tom’s family has a good reputation in the village, and the villagers also like this sensible girl very much until a certain rain At night, the village was attacked by monsters. In order to protect the villagers, the little girl activated the dragon blood.

Although the bloodline of the dragon was activated, the little girl did not attack the people around her like the ordinary evil dragon.

After hearing this, Aslan waved to interrupt the young man's words and said impatiently.

"Where is old Tom's house?"

The young man pointed to a house not far away, and said in embarrassment, "It's there, but it's my house now."

"Well, what about old Tom?" Aslan asked irritably.

"Dead! When you came to catch the little girl, you were beaten to death by an adult, and even his wife and son and daughter-in-law were also killed." The young man said naturally.

"Oh!" Aslan nodded. Since they are all dead, it saves him a lot of trouble. After all, he has to deal with the aftermath.

"Since you are reporting, then go down and apologize to Tom!" Nuomili suddenly interjected.

The young man was stunned subconsciously when he saw the female voice of a 1.9-meter-tall knight man, but he quickly woke up. He just showed a frightened expression and felt the sky spinning around.

The young man from the land ruffian was directly given to the head of the owl by Nuomi Li.

Aslan hurriedly sprayed a white mist from the palm of his hand, freezing the blood that was about to gush out.

"Oh! Can you change to a more civilized way of doing things, and almost got blood sprayed." Aslan said helplessly.

Nomiri didn't answer Aslan's words, but took out a clean towel from the magical space and wrapped the little girl, so as not to wait to go back and catch a cold.

Aslan suddenly turned around, looked at the surrounding villagers, took out a stack of Mark coins and scattered them into the sky.

"If someone asks about the identities of the two of us, you will say that it was the people saved by the Dragon Knights. Let the guys who beat the people of our tribe remember it for Lao Tzu. I will write down this account first."