Ling Luo's eyes twitched slightly, her face was a little stiff, and she said: "How about... you should go back to the drawing board and remake it."
A sharp sword that was lengthened and thickened once again pierced the base dragon's heart.
He opened his mouth, opened his throat, and howled again: "Ooooooooooooo-"
A trace of anger flashed in Ling Luo's eyes, and he stretched out his hand and hit the base dragon hard on the head.
The hysterical howling stopped abruptly.
There is a huge smoking bag on the head of a certain black little dragon.
"You abused me." Shilong complained with a flat mouth.
Ling Luo snorted and didn't look at him.
"You think my emperor is not beautiful." The cheap dragon stretched out two small claws and grabbed Ling Luo's clothes.
Ling Luo turned her head and glanced at him lightly.
The cheap dragon's red-black eyes widened, and he argued: "I want to throw you away and find a new master!"
Ling Luo still didn't speak. He stretched out his hand, placed it on Jianlong's head, and touched it gently.
The warm touch had just soothed the injured soul of Shi Long when he heard a somewhat melancholy voice coming from above his head.
"The hand feeling is not as good as before, much worse. As expected, it is still more furry and cute."
The pleasure in Shilong's eyes suddenly turned into hurt.
"Bang——" there was a soft sound.
With a burst of smoke, the black little dragon disappeared. What appeared in Ling Luo's sight was a standard black fat cat, stretching out a black paw, licking it happily, and rubbing it on the face.
, obviously washing his face.
The corners of Ling Luo's eyes twitched hard again, and the hand touching Jianlong's head stiffened: "What are you..."
"Hmph." The mean dragon flicked its furry cat tail, with a flash of disdain in his red-black eyes, and a standard meow-like smile on his lips, and said, "You humble humans, your minds are really deceived by appearances.
Such an extremely superficial reptile does not know how to appreciate the beauty of my cub form."
"..."
Hey hey hey, why don't you be so arrogant?
Admit it, admit that your appearance is ugly, don't cover it up.
"Huh huh huh." The dragon's eyes narrowed, he jumped into Ling Luo's arms, and scolded coldly, "I really can't stand you, you actually like this kind of furry meat ball, for
To accommodate your begging, I will reluctantly continue to transform into the form of a black cat."
The corners of Ling Luo's eyes twitched fiercely, her vision became dark, and her hands froze in mid-air.
The cheap dragon snorted again, stretched out his black claws, grabbed Ling Luo's hand, put it on his head, and said cheaply: "Come on, satisfy you, satisfy your desire to touch the furry flesh.
The dirty wish of the ball, kneel down and thank this emperor who is so selfless and so great."
Ling Luo slowly turned his head, looked at Xuanyuan Yu who was standing on the side and was also stunned, and said in a trembling voice: "Can I throw him out?"
"I'm very happy." A cruel smile appeared on Xuanyuan Yu's lips.
He took a step forward, stretched out his right hand, and immediately lifted the skin off the dragon's neck.
No one could clearly see the movements of Jianlong. They only knew that when he came back to his senses, the black pig cat was squatting in Ling Luo's arms.
"There is really no other way, Xiaoluo, you actually want this emperor to throw you out?" Jianlong stretched out a black cat paw, shook it seriously, and said, "This emperor is so kind, so he wouldn't do something so heartless and crazy.