Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 381 Falling in Love with the Sick Jiaolong (55)
Watching these people's movements, the black dragon Zhai Qi smiled darkly and tapped his fingertips.

Since these people care so much about Hell, and that hybrid dragon likes that woman so much.

Then let everything rest on the hybrid dragon, and then let the woman push him into the abyss with her own hands.

Being bullied by the tribe, stabbed by the "good brother", pushed into the abyss by the one he loves...

Just thinking about it makes the dragon happy.

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The dragon who was brought out by Tan Sang could see that he was very happy, even his eyebrows were stained with a smile: "Why did the goddess bring me to the endless hell?"

I heard from those gossiping believers that only by treating him as the only one in this life, will he live and die with himself.

This journey is full of dangers.

Tan Sang couldn't hear what the little slave said because she had something in her heart, so she turned her head to look.

This person is actually flushed, shy? !If this is a woman, it is really small and gentle.

Tan Sang rubbed his hair. The little slave's hair was no longer so dry.

Although his face was still pale, there was a hint of rosiness from time to time.

After Mr. Evil Dragon was rubbed like this, his brain became hot.

My heart beat a little faster.

How could this woman rub a man's head in public? !
I really don't know how to cover up.

He was just thinking like this, but still consciously lowered his head to be rubbed by Tan Sang.

If you like it, then I will let you touch it again.

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Originally thinking that Tan Sang would look around him eagerly, Jocelyn looked coldly at the smiles of the little slave and the woman.

Sure enough, the love of a woman like Tan Sang is nothing more than that.

There was a cold mockery in my heart.

But Jocelyn seems to have forgotten that there is an emotion called jealousy, called jealousy.

He was self-righteous, and arrogantly attributed the reason for such strange emotions to Tan Sang.

It's all Tan Sang's fault.

Even looking at Catherine next to her was a little unpleasant.

Walked a little further out.

Jocelyn approached Tan Sang and the others unknowingly, but not too close, just enough to see them.

He suddenly saw Tan Sang smiling. For the first time, he discovered that her eyes are so beautiful, and her clear pupils are like colored glaze, which makes people tremble.

There are thousands of styles in it, but it is clean and cool.

The exquisite beauty suddenly hit the chest.

She was holding something, and smiled to make the slave bow his head again, and she spoke very gently.

Nothing like before.

No, it's not, it's just that she seems to care about that slave now.

The slave was very obedient, he lowered his head, she stood on tiptoe and put on a black necklace for him.

The slave looked happy too.

Standing together, the two of them looked like a beautiful picture scroll.

Really...

Not comfortable...

Jocelyn didn't want to look any more, and was about to leave, looking at the saliva at his feet.

There is a strange thing on top of the head.

"Warning, emergency alert, suspicious traces found."

As soon as the words fell, Tan Sang took Samuel's hand and led him behind him.

"..."

The dumbfounded Samuel raised his forehead, how weak is he in this woman's eyes? ? ?

A group of grotesque animals, some with cat-like heads and spider-like bodies.

Others looked like bugs magnified more than N times, secreting white saliva while moving, disgusting to death.

Tan Sang put Samuel under a certain tree and activated the magic circle.

The blood spreads and renders.

All the people present were fighting all the way, exhausted physically and mentally. A black thing was too magical. After a strong earthquake, most of them fell down.

The only ones who could barely stand were Keberi, her, and Jocelyn.

The three of them looked at each other, held their breath, were fully alert, and waited quietly.

From the darkness, a man's figure slowly appeared.

(End of this chapter)