When they reached the other side, Jiao Tu slowly fell down, reluctant to leave the knife.
Suddenly, Jiao Tu exerted force on his front paws, and heard a loud noise and a howl!
The dragon is mutilating itself! It broke its other horn! At this moment, its face is red. You can imagine how painful it must be at this moment! The veins on its face are almost rioting.
Who can wield a sword from the palace except Dongfang Bubai! Dragon is so great.
It handed the other corner to Luota, with a pleading look on its face.
"I can't leave this river, otherwise I will send you to the king myself. There are many difficulties and obstacles ahead, I can't say, you can only rely on yourself."
"If the benefactor's wound opens again, grind this horn into pieces and apply it all over the body like I did just now. I have nothing else to give to my benefactor, only this horn. I hope I can stick to it until the end."
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It does this to repay its kindness, and it is to repay its father's kindness. The kindness of a drop of water is repaid by a spring.
In everyone's eyes, Jiao Tu's figure suddenly increased by 10%.
Daodao hugged its two flat horns and burst into tears. At this moment, he didn't want to care about the majesty of the king or the tears of a man... Man, crying, crying is not a sin!
He just wanted to cry, he cried when he wanted to, and just cried while holding Jiao Tu. It turns out that in the face of all moving faces, the soul is humble and weak, and will shed tears. This is love in a broad sense.
Jiaotu's paws also hugged Daodao, and he really wanted to ride on him with his hind paws. This is his favorite way to hug people.
But he didn't dare anymore, otherwise he would knock the knife to the ground again...
"Without the horns, is it still a dragon?" Daodao touched there distressedly.
"Don't worry, my benefactor, this place can still grow. It will only take a few years. When I leave here, I will be almost as powerful as before. Anyway, no one comes here, let alone dragons. No one else knows that I have ever been there."
It's a broken horn. Haha." Jiao Tu said with a smile, looking like a man who was fearless.
But Daodao still feels distressed.
"When we meet again, you will be able to see my new horns, but you must take good care of yourself and don't get poisoned again. I don't want to wait for a few more years..."
"Giggle..." Daodao still laughed at this not-so-funny joke. He hugged the dragon reluctantly.