"The eighteenth-grade Demon Lord's mount is so cool."
"I dream about sitting down for a while and enjoying myself for a few minutes."
Qiao Hongpo suppressed her smile and said, "It's okay to touch her, but it's definitely not okay to sit down."
"Except for Young Master Lin'an, Chilong has never taken a second man on board."
"Su, Suning is an exception. He has certain privileges that you know very well."
Mo Chen nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and said, "I understand, I understand."
"I'm not greedy, just touch it a few times."
With a silly smile, he trotted closer to the dragon's head, stretched out his rough palms and carefully touched the dragon's body.
"Oh, these dragon scales are so thick that you can create a low-grade fairy weapon just by pulling off one of them."
"Dragon's Breath. It is said that Dragon's Breath is a great tonic. It can remove the evil spirit contained in it and refine it into a pill with specific medicinal materials. It can promote cultivation."
"Dragon horns, chi dragons don't have horns."
"By the way, this is a female dragon, right?"
Qiao Hongpo said with great interest: "Where did you see it?"
Mo Chen rubbed his hands and said with embarrassment: "Eyes."
Suning asked curiously: "You can see the male and female of Chilong from the eyes?"
Mo Chen coughed repeatedly and choked, "No, I saw anger in its eyes."
"Generally, when men see me, they look down upon me and show hostility."
"Only women, women who hate me, want to crush me to ashes."
"Their anger is special and cannot be described in words."
"Well, it can only be understood, not expressed in words."
Suning said speechlessly: "You don't seem to be ashamed but proud of it. You are very complacent."
Mo Chen retreated to the central open space and said with emotion: "Junior brother, you are lucky and don't understand the sadness and suffering of us singles."
"In the lower world, there is a wife as beautiful as a fairy, and a well-behaved and lovely daughter."
"After coming to the fairy world, I will still be blessed with great beauty."
"You don't know how many people dream of the beauty you don't want."
"Hey hey hey."
After a few strange laughs, Mo Chen winked and waved, "Remember, the future is long, don't act too hastily."
"If you have nothing to do, you can read more scriptures."
"If that doesn't work, let's find someone to play chess with."
Suning understood the potential connotation of the pun almost instantly.
I understood that Mo Chen had read more "Books", but was confused by the sentence about finding someone to play chess with.
So, halfway up the white mist stairs, he turned around and asked, "What's the point of playing chess?"
Mo Chen laughed loudly and said: "The first step is to surrender the troops."
"The second step is to set up the artillery."
"third......
"Well, bye bye."
Sensing that Qiao Hongpo was looking at her unkindly, Mo Chen covered his face and ran away.
Suning logged into the car, got on the soft seat, and changed the topic: "Senior, you can set off."
Qiao Hongpo flew onto the dragon's head, and the seal on her palm turned into sixteen gold rune chains again.
She stamped her feet expressionlessly and yelled sternly: "You bastard, why don't you return quickly?"
"Roar."
The unwilling dragon roar spread in all directions, shattering the void above.
"Whoosh."
The dragon body flew and disappeared in the blink of an eye at the top of Hanshan Mountain.
Suning sat in the spacious carriage, smelling the throbbing aroma.
