Seeing that the little female dragon was about to look up to the sky, Rennes took the special issue and several newspapers and browsed it in ten lines at a glance.

Nana glared at the maid in a demonstration manner, raised her head slightly, and snorted softly, with a little disdain in her elongated tail sound.

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Anna: "…"

(One`'One)

She knew that the little mother dragon was competing for favor and wanted to get to power.

Usually, when she reports on work, Rennes can't help but be intimate with her, communicating physically and language.

The little mother dragon deliberately interrupted the process. She is now adult and becomes more and more hostile to her.

Medusa is not a good-looking lamp. She smiled charmingly and was full of charm, like a fairy who only harmed the country and the people. Her delicate body snuggled in Renne's arms, and her fair and plain hands gently stroked his face, and she turned around and blinked at the little female dragon like a provocative look.

What are you fighting with a yellow-haired girl with a stinky breast?

Nana's little face was tense, and the dragon pupil glared, and a milky white light surged all over her body. The petite loli grew taller in the light, her chest expanded, her waist and buttocks curled in attractive S curves, and her long snow-white legs were covered with silver boots, standing straight.

She returned to her posture as a royal sister, with silver hair flying, blue eyes clearer than gems, and contained the majestic pressure of a giant dragon.

The maid's expression stagnated, she was shrouded in the pressure of the Dragon King, and she was a little breathless.

Bang~

Renn browsed the newspapers and magazines without looking sideways, reached out to pat the maid's buttocks and said:

"Get up."

Medusa stood up from his knees and stood aside, and the powerful dragon power that seemed to be as strong as the sky was dissipating.

Nana hugged her chest with her hands, her eyes were filled with green light, and her cold expression like an iceberg goddess eased a little.

Humph, this vixen bullied her at the time, and she showed off her charm and seduced her boss every day. She really wanted to squirt her to death with a bite of salt soda.

Medusa looked at the white dragon girl with silver-haired lady's posture, and was very upset. Her face turned cold. A trace of charming purple light flashed in her eyes, and she almost couldn't help but activate the petrified demon eyes.

Both women stopped talking, stared at each other with big eyes, wishing they could tear each other apart.

Renn was reading the newspaper, feeling helpless.

Alas, when Nana grew up, she became more and more disgusted with Medusa and wanted to fight each other, with a white knife coming in and a red knife coming out.

There are only two women, that's it.

If Valkyrie, Queen of Demon Realm, Princess Erin, Nightmare Witch, and Rejiu were together, he would not have imagined what the situation would be.

Something will definitely happen.

Charles the Great is the lesson of the past.

The atmosphere like Shura Field made Ren a little numb. He couldn't favor anyone, so he could only pretend not to know and bury his head to read the newspaper.

The contents in the newspaper are hard to describe.

Various title parties, a smell of UC editors, "Shocked, it was him who killed the Demon King", "Exclusive Disclosure, The Mystery of the Millennium Immortality of the Pluto", "The Mysterious Female King Takes Action, the Fall of the Vampire Monarch Mark" "Experts Warn that the Beihai Incident may become the fuse of a total war!"...

The title is exaggerated, but the content is not very reliable. Many of them are just imagination and random fabrications.

Pluto asked not to make a statement about this matter, so, except for the parties involved, outsiders only knew a simple result that happened in the underground palace.

“Photo reviews.”

Rennes looked at a picture in the newspaper and exclaimed.

In the background of the setting sun at dusk and the golden sea, he held the blood-stained demon blade in his hand, wore divine armor, and brave as a god descended to earth, confronting the sea with the demon emperor lingering in black flames.

The confrontation between good and evil, the background, composition, and shooting angle are all outstanding.

Colorful pictures prove that they were not taken by the camera, but magic props.

"Strange, why are there such pictures?" Renn came to his senses and felt a little weird.

Nana smiled and walked to the back of the chair, spread her arms, wrapped herself around his neck, and said:

"The warfield reporters used magic props to shoot. At that time, in addition to pirates, navy, mercenaries, and some reporters on the ships, several reporters even entered the Tomb of the Pluto, but they were not strong enough to explore the temple."

Renn: "…"

So brave?

There was a peak showdown between the two camps, and there were a bunch of strange beasts. There were more than ten king-level strong men, and there were even reporters who dared to join in the fun.

Journalists in this world are so dedicated.

Ren sighed and picked up "People Magazine". The cover was Nana, who was in a silver-haired loli-like posture, flipped through it, and there were pictures of her spitting out a burst of wind bomb when she turned into a green-eyed dragon.

The background is the main hall and the burial pit in the tomb of Pluto.

In other words, when Nana, the Sword Saint of the Scourge and the Dark Monarch were fighting, several reporters who were not afraid of death were taking magic props to shoot in the distance.

Imagining that kind of scene, Renne shook his face and felt a little funny.

"Nana, you're in the limelight this time."

Little Loli, the Queen, and the White Dragon of Light, these attributes are combined, and there are pictures to prove it.

It is conceivable that she has become popular all over the continent.

Nana was very happy, shook his neck and said with a smile:

"That's, the White Dragon Girl Nana took action at a critical moment and turned the world around with one blow, causing the fall of the blood clan monarch Mark. The heroes of this battle are much better than the Earl Anna who can only wander around in the tomb."

The little mother dragon fought for the gods and knew the world, and was proud of the spring breeze, and he still didn't forget to step on Medusa.

Anna:(?_?), this stinky little bitch is getting more and more annoying.

Seeing that the Shura Field was about to break out again, Renn sighed in his heart, hurriedly changed the subject, and asked about Faroland's recent situation, and finally stopped the two women from confronting each other.

This won't work.

It seems that we should avoid Anna and Nana appearing at the same time in the future, otherwise we will not be able to live this life.

"Farrowland is still the same, fighting almost every day, and support troops, arms dealers and mercenaries from various countries on the mainland have poured into the southern plains, but there is no dark monarch and human king directly fighting...

The top leaders of humans and demons seem to have some tacit understanding and are training troops, but it is hard to say when this fragile balance can be maintained."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Anna talked about Faroland's recent situation.

Renn pondered for a while and said, "We'll go back in a few days."

There is nothing left to stay in Beihai.

He originally wanted to go to Silver Eagle Federation, but he was a little worried about Erin, so he decided to go back first.

I discussed the itinerary and it was soon evening.

Anna looked through the window at the setting sun outside the villa, the red clouds burning under the blue sky, and the sparkling waves in the water reflected the burning clouds, as if the scene of water and fire mixed together, beautiful and gorgeous.

This is a villa with sea views.

As Rennes, the Velgara family naturally brought out the top hospitality.

"Master, it's time to go to the banquet."

Anna picked up a tuxedo on the hanger, put it on for Renn, tied his tie, and tidied up her appearance.

She also changed into a white evening dress, with ice and snowy skin, long hair and waist, and a silk ribbon tied around her waist, outlining her graceful figure and showing her noble and elegant figure.

Ordinary female housekeepers cannot wear this way in social occasions, which is unruly.

But she is a female saint, and the nobles are particularly tolerant of the strong.

"Nana, aren't you going?" Ren was a little surprised to see that Nana didn't change into her evening dress.

"No, it's too boring."

Nana turned back to the little loli, lay on the sofa, looking through a fairy tale book with relish, without any intention of getting up.

On the way to Beihai, she ate mats and socialized every day, and she drank the red wine until she wanted to vomit.

It’s boring, hypocritical nobles know how to flatter you when you come around, and what you say is not nutritious.

Ren also didn't force it, and took the maid's hand and went out.

Good guy, as soon as he arrived outside the villa, before he got on the carriage, dozens of reporters pushed the guard in front of the iron art gate forward like a shark that smelled blood, trying to rush over.

"His Royale Renne, can I interview you?"

"Hello, I'm Clark, a reporter from the Beidai Post, I want to..."

"Don't squeeze, haha, you've stepped on my feet!"

The scene was very chaotic at one point.

The people in the north are fierce, and the men on the sea along the coast and islands are even more indifferent to life and death, and do what they don’t accept.

The group of journalists in the North were also particularly bold, and they were quite willing to take news and live. The guards of the Velgara family pointed their heads with guns, but they could not take a step back.

Seeing that the full martial arts were about to be performed, Renn waved his hand and said:

"Okay, you guys go back."
To be continued...