Of course she knows that the little black dragon is not weak, but the problem is that now she is holding the little white dragon in her arms who is responsible for the cute treasure hunt...
Su Luo sighed and asked Xiaobai Shenlong: "How about you try it? Maybe a miracle will happen?"
Xiaobai Shenlong looked confused.
Su Luo patted its little head and encouraged it: "Go ahead, go ahead, give it a try."
The little dragon nodded blankly: "Oh."
All dragon people are looking forward to their little dragon master!
Yes! Lord Little Divine Dragon is super powerful! He is invincible in all the remote lands! It’s just a broken door. He can stop them, but Lord Little Divine Dragon can’t stop them, huh!
Everyone watched with anticipation and nervousness as Mr. Little Shenlong walked to the door step by step.
Compared with that huge door, the little Shenlong... is as short as a small winter melon.
But! It doesn’t matter! It is a descendant of a dragon! It is born with divine power! I will let you know later what it means to have a small fist but a lot of power!
The little dragon raised his fist.
"hiss"
All the dragon people took a deep breath in anticipation, and they dared not let go for a long time.
They opened their eyes wide and stared at the little dragon's fist as big as a red date.
boom!
Hit it with one fist!
Everyone: "..."
There was silence all around.
There was silence.
Everyone held their breath, almost suffocating themselves to death.
until
"Just now, did I read it correctly?"
"The door is not moving at all?"
"When Long Kuangtian smashed his fist, it was still dented a bit, but Lord Shenlong...could it be that the dent was too fast and I didn't see it clearly?"
"There's no dent at all, okay?"
"But, how could it be possible? That's Master Xiao Shenlong! How could Master Xiao Shenlong..."
Swish, brush, brush!
All eyes were directed at the little dragon.
The little divine dragon looked at Su Luo innocently and confused, not realizing at all the horrific mental images its behavior brought to others.
Long Potian was about to cry. He said to Little Shenlong with a mournful face: "Sir Little Shenlong, just, just, just now, you, you, are you joking? You are definitely joking, right?!"
The little Shenlong looked at him puzzled: "..." What do you mean?
Long Potian grabbed the little Shenlong and was about to cry: "Master Little Shenlong, little Master, my little ancestor, what time has it been? Can you please stop joking? We can't afford to joke, please.
Come on, please do it seriously, please!"
When the dragon people saw it, Long Potian knelt down and begged the little dragon, so why were they still standing? Just beg quickly.
"Master Xiao Shenlong, would you like to try again?"
"Master Xiao Shenlong, are you serious about trying again?"
"Sir Little Shenlong, I don't expect you to be able to break three doors with one fist, but you have to... you have to break this door, right?"
The little dragon blinked its clear and beautiful eyes and looked at Su Luo innocently.
Su Luo sighed: "The little dragon is really not good now. It is injured and has not recovered, so..."
"Try it, try it seriously, try it again?"
Everyone was begging.
Su Luo had no choice but to squat down, hold the little Shenlong's arms with both hands, look at it, and listen to the Little Shenlong's opinions carefully: "Then do you want to be as serious as they said?
How about giving it a try?”
The little dragon tilted his head and looked at the group of dragon-men who were crying without understanding in confusion.