Chapter 46 I'm Short
Chapter 46 I'm Short
Demonized creatures... can only be regarded as vassals of the demons.
Gu Qingchi has always felt that saving people is a good thing, but saving people must be based on self-protection. If you can't protect yourself, how can you protect others.Therefore, before you stand up, you have already figured out how to deal with it.
The demonized dragon will not harm the people of the demon clan. He could pretend to be the demon clan before, and now he can do it again.
But we had to wait for Wu Yuanbing and the others to leave. It would be bad if they were treated as a gang.
Since this flood dragon was formed from the mountain, every shot has a premonition of the mountain.With his current state, he couldn't perceive the movement of the mountain for a long time, and he could only last until Wu Yuanbing and the others left.
His current state has become worse and worse, from the perfect dodge at the beginning to the current pass.In a gap to dodge, he glanced at Wu Yuanbing and his party from the corner of his eye.
Any faster, and he couldn't hold it anymore.
...Why, stopped a few steps away? !
At this moment of thinking, another dragon's breath struck, brushed against his shoulder, and the clothes instantly burned, rolling around on the ground before barely extinguishing the fire.
The current appearance is really a bit miserable.
At this moment, Wu Yuanbing's shout was heard.
"Teammate! You must come to us!"
Gu Qingchi didn't have time to go back to him, so he only paid attention to the situation over there, and he felt relieved when he saw that everyone had left.
——Finally all left, then he...
he……
It was sent flying by Jiaolong's tail.
Gu Qingchi, who was flying in the air: ...It really took too much time.
This time the attack could not be avoided.
The heart sword in his hand dissipated into the air, and now not only the soul hurts, but also the place where it was drawn by the dragon.A black speck of sand appeared in front of his eyes, and gradually spread to the entire field of vision bit by bit, and the voice in his ears gradually became blurred, as if an invisible hand covered his ears, and the roar of the dragon became even weaker. It was extremely light, and a burst of fishy sweetness rushed to the throat.
—He couldn't pass out at this moment.
However, he is now in the mid-air flying mode, and there is still a landing impact waiting for him, and he will be half disabled even if he is not dead.
What else can be done?
rest.
Concentrate.
Concentrate.
Concentrate.
...Do you want to try Liang Wan's beauty?Perhaps this Jiaolong could still be attracted by Liang Wan's interracial beauty.
What the hell is he thinking.
Forcing myself to concentrate, my thinking became even more scattered.
—began to fall.
Jiaolong roared excitedly, but in the next second, it let out a wailing sound.
At the same time, there were several clanging sounds.
Why is there... the sound of a piano here?Among the complex and changing sounds of the piano, there is the rustling sound of the wind.From a soft sound, it changed abruptly to high-pitched, and then stopped abruptly after a clang sound.
The flood dragon seemed to be caught in a giant net made of zither sounds, and was tightened at the last sound, like a salted fish, losing its strength to struggle.
This is... Shen Huan? !
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