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However, he was trying hard to endure it. He knew that Su Mo was sensitive and should not cause any trouble, so he was trying hard to suppress his anger.

"Okay, Longcheng, beating dogs depends on the owner. You have to give Long a little face!"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

At this time, Long Jue, who was beside him, spoke with a smile.

Although he was happy to see the humiliation of Longteng's slaves, he knew that Longcheng was no match for Longteng in all aspects, so he made a move to smooth things out at the right time.

"Long Teng, it's not that I don't give you face. You dog slave, you are so bold!" Long Cheng said with a cold expression.

"Longcheng, don't go too far, my patience is limited!" Long Teng looked ugly, and he also felt angry in his heart.

"What? Your dog slave is rude, is it reasonable?" Long Cheng said with a sneer, without fear in his heart.

Because he is a member of the dragon clan, and among the dragon clan, slaves are like ants.

The life of a slave is not worth mentioning.

If this matter is a big deal, this rude slave will inevitably be executed.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Long Teng, let your servants give Longcheng a humble message, let's expose this matter!"

At this time, the Dragon Woman who had not spoken spoke, her voice was elegant and quite gentle.

"Sister Shuangshuang, I can discipline my slave myself!" Long Teng said to the Dragon woman.

This dragon woman is named Long Shuangshuang, and she is the highest cultivation among them, but Long Teng will not listen to each other.

He would not let Sikong Yan apologize. He knew Sikong Yan's temper and would not apologize even if he was punished.

"Haha, Long Teng, you will be partial!"

Longcheng laughed anxiously, then his murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he turned to Wu Quan beside him and said, "Wu Quan, fight for the treasure later, please help me kill this dog slave!"

"Yes!" Wu Quan bowed to accept the order, with no expression on his face.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Longcheng, are you trying to feel uncomfortable?" Long Teng narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this.

"Just a dog slave, you will die if you die. If you are afraid that he will die, you can take him away!" Longcheng smiled disdainfully.

"You...!" Long Teng was about to say something again, but suddenly stopped again, and then said coldly: "Then I will wait and see."

The reason why Long Teng stopped was because Su Mo sent his thoughts.

Su Mo's face was plain and he looked at all this coldly. He asked Long Teng to bear it for a while and Sikong Yan to bear it for a while.

He knew that in the Dragon Clan, the life of slaves was very low, and their lives belonged to the Dragon Clan.

So, he did not let Long Teng say more.

Since Longcheng wanted Wu Quan to kill Sikong Yan, they would then be a small witch clan, who could kill with his backhand.

"Then let's go and see!" Longcheng sneered, then turned around and ignored Long Teng.

Long Shuangshuang frowned slightly. Long Teng didn't listen to her, which made her feel a little unhappy, but she didn't say much.

After all, this is a festival between Longteng and Longcheng, and it has nothing to do with her.

Long Ye and Long Ju both chuckled. It seemed that the slaves were competing for treasures later.

Afterwards, everyone stopped talking and continued to wait.

Sikong Yan held his breath in his heart and kept his face gloomy, which made Su Mo feel helpless.

Su Mo was looking around and observing the numerous slaves. There were too many strong people among these slaves, and there were many slaves with extremely strong aura. In his own cultivation level, he was obviously of extraordinary talent.

If the rules are unfair later, then he and Sikong Yan will basically not get any treasures.

Time passed, and about half an hour later, senior figures of the Dragon Clan finally arrived.

In the sky, a light flashed and two middle-aged dragons appeared.

Both of them are middle-aged men, one wearing a white robe and the other wearing a green robe. Both of them are vast and boundless, but they are slightly weaker than the God King-level powerhouse, and they should be deacons of the Dragon Clan.
Chapter completed!