He sat back on the sofa, hurriedly took out the special medicine, endured the severe pain, applied the medicine, wrapped the gauze, and waited for the emergency measures to be done, he breathed a sigh of relief, and at this time, the dragon eye also slowly left the door, and the joke of the six-winged flame dragon came again:

"The little arms and legs, so without a blow, just one rebound force to crack their bones, it's really sad, poof..."

"You..."

"Rest assured, this little injury, with the recovery ability of you young people, can heal in three or four days. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"It's easy to say, it's not like your forearm is cracked, you goddamn stupid..."

"I didn't let you attack me, hehe, I can finally clean up for a few days"

“......”

Mo Jiaer put away the special medicine and said secretly: "Wait for me, you stupid dragon!"

He walked out of the wooden house and kicked away the huge dragon wings blocking the doorway, but the six-winged flame dragon did not embarrass Mo Jiaer anymore, and took advantage of the situation to move the dragon wings, he crossed the six-winged flame dragon and walked towards the entrance of the ancient tree.

The intermittent sound of mocking and cheerful laughter behind him made Mo Jiaer grit his teeth secretly, and thousands of scenes of torturing the Seraperasaurus to death appeared in his mind, but in the end, he could only think about it.

He walked out of the 'Magma Hell', and as soon as he came to Tibet, he met a very beautifully dressed Sakora who came out of the door, although she was only ten years old, but she was already a beautiful little beauty, and she had come to invite Mogar to be her dance partner and participate in the semi-annual exchange ball.

"Where's the little henchman next to you? Why did you suddenly remember to look for me?"

"He took a leave of absence, and there are only two boys in the three grades who can make me look good, except for the 'little follower' you said, and the other is you, looking for a dance partner is such a grand thing, except for him, I only think of you, and I can't go to say a word. ”

"Don't go, don't be interested in this kind of ball, waste time. ”

"You... What a boring person!I heard... Xia Yi will also go there, and she will be with an extremely handsome senior in the fifth grade!"

"Go, of course I have to go, you have invited me so ceremoniously, besides, how can I not go to such an interesting thing as a ball. Mo Jiaer didn't think about it, and said through gritted teeth.

"Hmph, I guessed right, No, this is your dress, I borrowed it from Didley, you can make do with it!"

"You... Even the dress is ready, let's calculate it!" asked Mogar, squinting his eyes.

Sakora almost shouted, "Are you going or not?"

"Go, definitely go, you wait, I'll change my clothes. ”

"Hurry! The prom is almost here. Sakora gave him a blank look.

As soon as Mo Jia Er finished changing his clothes and walked to the Tibetan door, Griffitz shouted at Mo Jia Er: "That's right, that's right, get along with that little girl more, don't keep pestering Xia'er." ”

"Fat aunt... Fat aunt. Mogar glanced at her, then waved his hand, and followed Sakela to the ball restaurant with a grin, and when she arrived at the door, Sagara restrained a little, patted Mogar's arm on her shoulder, and then took his left arm and entered the hall.

The moonlight casts colorful light and shadow through the stained glass on the handsome men and women talking to each other, the girls in low-cut evening dresses exude a seductive atmosphere, and several young people in ornate tuxedos are the center of attention, and many people hang around these people.

On the high stage, Kenston College's famous band plays beautiful tunes, and from time to time couples dance on the circular dance floor in the middle, where a giant chandelier made of thousands of candles slowly rotates, emitting a soft halo of light in all directions.

When the two of them entered, Mo Jiaer asked with a black line on his forehead: "They are both students over fifteen or sixteen years old, is it not suitable for the two of us to come?"

"Who says how old you have to be to come in?

Mogar followed Sakura's eyes, and sure enough, a group of eleven or twelve-year-old children were sitting around, looking enviously at the men and women dancing in the field, when a familiar voice sounded: "Hey, Sha... Sha, you... How are you... Come on, all... It's all good to start with... It's been a while. ”

Didley walked from one of the conspicuous groups to the two of them, and as Morgar smiled at him, he saw Morgar beside Sakora, "You're coming to the ball, Mogar." ”

When Shakra saw Didley, she immediately abandoned Morgar and happily took Didley's arm.

Mogar pouted at Sakra and asked Didley, "Didn't you ask for leave, why are you here?"

"Oh, because of this ball, I guess Sha... Kora will also come, and I am afraid that she will not find a dance partner, so I will put the matter off the matter and wait for her. ”

Sakora patted Didley on the shoulder and yelled, "That's funny, let's go and dance, I won't accompany you, you feel free." The second half was addressed to Mogar, who dragged Didley to the circular dance floor.

Mo Jiaer shook his shoulders helplessly, and then glanced at the audience, because he had only taken a few classes, so he didn't know the few first-year freshmen inside, but the first-year students looked at Mo Jiaer excitedly, and waved at him, he frowned, but also nodded.

Continue to look around, accompanied by bursts of pleasant music, and finally found Xia Yi's figure in one of the groups, she sat expressionlessly next to a young man in gorgeous aristocratic costumes, and a group of people around him continued to show flattery to the young man, the young man was casually perfunctory, and said something to Xia Yi from time to time, wanting to attract Xia Yi's attention.

As he walked there, he greeted him with a few second-year students, who he had the impression that they were all customers of the Magma Hell platform, and he forced a smile in response.

When Mojar approached with a gloomy face, he noticed that the young man was a little familiar, and after taking a closer look, he remembered that this was Jeff, the fifth-grade senior who had taken them in at the time of admission.

Mojar quickly regained his composure, squeezed closer, and gave a standard invitation to the quiet Xia Yi: "This beautiful lady, can I have the honor of inviting you to dance?"

Xia Yi paused, and when he saw Mo Jiaer's face clearly, it seemed that the eternal and unchanging beautiful face finally showed a smile, like the sunshine that melted the iceberg of ten thousand years, and Jeff on the side was intoxicated, and his eyes lit up.

As soon as he wanted to speak, Xia Yi stood up and took Mogar's arm and came to the field, she put one hand on Mogar's shoulder with great skill, and the other hand took the initiative to lead his hand.

Mo Jiaer was held by her with his left hand, and his right hand was extremely jerky to hold her waist, coupled with the newly added laceration, his right hand became extremely stiff, and a faint fragrance passed into Mo Jiaer's nose, which immediately made him in a trance, and his heart began to beat faster.

The young man looked at this scene, stared at Xia Yi's back and gritted his teeth and said secretly: "It took me so much Zhou Zhang to invite you, but you smiled at a stinky kid, and hugged him so affectionately, hum, it seems that your coldness and fireworks are all pretended, maybe your heart is very... Hey..."

The young man seemed to think of some naked picture, and laughed lewdly a few times, and suddenly the young man shook his head, looking at Mo Jiaer's figure and revealing a cold light, and then he turned his head and whispered something to the plainly dressed young man beside him, as if he had forgotten the two people dancing in the field.

On the circular dance floor, Mogar was riding Xia Yi jerkyly, his steps were extremely stiff, and he didn't look like he could do it at all, and he now regretted that when he stayed in the imperial capital, he didn't listen to the words of the Grand Butler of Algernon and learn the social etiquette of the nobles.