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Chapter 385 Falling in Love with the Sick Jiaolong (59)
The goddess who protected the Quartet disappeared, and everyone secretly speculated that the little slave killed back then was the lover of the goddess.

A very loving, loving lover.

So much so that after killing, I can't forget it for a long time, and I can only be sad every night.

I can't help myself.

Those believers who have taken care of Her Lady Goddess have all heard Her Lady Goddess's sad and heartbroken voice.

"Little slave, little slave..."

Everyone knows that Goddess loves little slaves in her heart.

But for the sake of justice and the people, the Goddess still sealed the slave with ulterior motives in the endless hell.

Thinking about it this way, the Goddess is too miserable.

The sweetheart just disappeared.

Or was she killed by herself...

So everyone didn't have much reaction to Tan Sang's disappearance, probably knowing that it was caused by too much emotional injury.

But these people didn't know that Tan Sang didn't run away for love. She was too afraid of Samuel's return, so she was killed directly.

It's scary to think about it.

So he happily took Keberi to avoid the limelight.

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[Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the second mission, please keep up the good work. ]
Hearing this long-lost notification sound, Tan Sang felt that he was still alive.

Tan Sang thought about what the first task was, dragged his chin with one hand, and knocked casually on the table with the other hand.

The fact that Jocelyn and Catherine's villains have bad retribution, in fact, has nothing to do with Tan Sang.

Tan Sang didn't expect that without the death of the original owner, the relationship between Jocelyn and Catherine was like fallen leaves, floating.

In the end, they separated directly? !

But Tan Sang doesn't want to eat melons about these things now.

It would be great if she could stabilize her little life now...

The monsters, monsters, and karma in the endless hell are not something ordinary people can bear.

And in the end, the heart of this person was broken to pieces by her.

In fact, she knew that the unreasonable dragon seemed to be vaguely expecting and yearning.

He probably really, really likes himself.

But she still lied to him...

In recent days, a handsome young man dressed in black has single-handedly unified a certain rubbish country that has fallen apart.

Later, less than a month after the reunification, he began to slaughter all directions, leading the army across countless countries, squeezing from the end of the powerful country to the front.

This method is not generally powerful.

Tan Sang listened to Keberi inquiring about the news, and when he talked about the young man, his eyes sparkled with admiration.

Later, the elder brother actually searched everywhere for books about the boy, and even bought the same clothes as the legendary boy.

Obviously, so many people are saying that the young man is so cruel, must have a hateful appearance, and has an impure style.

Kerbery still loves it enthusiastically.

Tan Sang reckoned that this young man must be the reborn Samuel from Nirvana...

Tan Sang could imagine the cold look in that person's eyes.

He carelessly sliced ​​the bloody raw meat on the plate, his movements graceful as if he were carving a work of art.

Eat the piece of raw meat bit by bit.

And that piece of meat belongs to him! ! !

I don't know if it's because the boy's appearance is too powerful.

In just a few months, the Dragon Clan, which was originally hidden from the world, also gradually appeared in the eyes of everyone.

However, the Dragon Clan is still very low-key, and Tan Sang doesn't even know who the leader of the Dragon Clan is now.

If it's a powerful character, Tan Sang doesn't mind avoiding it.

It's always good to stay out of the limelight.

So Tan Sang obliged and dragged Kebeli to the Dragon Clan.

I thought it was possible to see the dragon who bullied the little slave, but I didn't expect to see this dragon with restrained brows and eyes and indifferent expression.

　I feel that when I write about the West, I feel lonely.

　　Still a bit similar to Chinese fantasy.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)