Wu Hongjun looked at the golden dragon in the air in a daze.

He really couldn't believe it was Xiao Jin.

But he knew that it was Xiao Jin!

This cute child who came to New York all the way from China holding hands ...... It turned out to be a mythical object that even Huaxia only existed in the legend!

No wonder Yan Jun wasn't worried at all when he left—wait! Wu Hongjun suddenly remembered a certain passage that had been mentioned in the Secret Judgment Formula, and immediately widened his eyes and observed carefully.

Wu Hongjun, who had just completed the breakthrough, had extremely strong eyesight. Even from such a distance, you can clearly see the purple streamer in the middle of the faucet.

That's purple eyes! Wu Hongjun naturally knew that these purple eyes were the private collection of Zhao Feifei's mother, and he never showed people lightly. But now that it is here, it proves that the dragon is Xiao Jin.

Grand Judge Wu was slightly excited in his heart, and his eyes fell on Xiao Jinzheng's slowly unopened dragon feet.

The golden dragon scales glow unusually brightly in the sunlight. And the clouds brought by the huge dragon body softened the light. As if knowing Wu Hongjun's thoughts, the phoenix-clawed dragon feet stretched out straight, and the five sharp toes gently grasped the void, bringing a trace of flowing clouds to stir.

Actually...... Actually......

It's actually the five-clawed golden dragon with the most revered bloodline and the most powerful ability in the dragon clan?!

Rao is already mentally prepared, and Wu Hongjun was still shocked by Xiao Jin's noble identity - this is the real Dragon King! King of Dragons!

"Sure enough, there is a temperament! Worthy of my son! ”

Zhao Feifei proudly showed off:

"This is the real rich second generation! Sister Yue'er, you help me calculate, if I exchange Xiaojin's size for gold, how much will it be worth at least? ”

Tang Yue'er giggled, ruthlessly shattering the conjecture of a wealthy mother:

"Huh! If you can really sell Xiaojin, do you want a son? Or do you want money? ”

"Of course I'm ......" Zhao Feifei blurted out, but paused slightly unnaturally:

"I want a son!"

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The good mood of the three members of the Han family did not infect the people on the ground.

Especially Quest.

Ever since he was teased by Wu Hongjun with a small bat, he pinned his hopes for leaving this place on these powerful pterosaurs. It's just that the heavens don't obey people's wishes, first there is a torture like a magic sound piercing the brain, and then the Lenka family escapes. Until now, these sad deserters have been arrested again!

Judging from the current situation, it is extremely unrealistic to expect five "small" pterosaurs to defeat the legendary Huaxia Golden Dragon. However, at this time, Quest had no other hope.

What if, what if, what if, that seemingly mighty dragon suddenly short-circuited its brain or was not vulnerable at all?

Just like the unattainable huge jackpot, I know that I can't win, but I still hold on to the lottery ticket, waiting for the lottery moment to come, waiting for the dream to really shine into reality.

Quest clenched his fists, staring at the dazzling body of the golden dragon in the air, silently sending his will:

Kill him, kill him, kill him!

…………

Not far from Quest is the WindClan's camp.

George was the first to be convinced that the Huaxia Golden Dragon that suddenly appeared was Young Master Xiao Jin. The reason is very simple: because Xiaojin's body has the breath of Korean style!

If you know, you know, but anyone who suddenly sees such a huge, powerful, powerful, and even hideous thing will inevitably be frightened and shocked by it. This is true even for George and the Wind Clan, who are already extremely determined. Not to mention the newcomers who have just come to pass, and who have not yet left the category of dark creatures.

Whether it was the sensitive vampire Carol, or the nervous little Fulints, or the scheming Lloant, and the super-intelligent bear man Degaloff, they were all shocked and surrendered by the aura of the oriental dragon, and they couldn't give birth to a trace of resistance.

At least they really understand what is the real king, what is the real soldier who surrenders without a fight!

With such a huge amount of power, it seems that he has become a Wind Clan...... Uh-huh, that's a good choice.

The eyes of the old and new wind clans, like small suns that have just jumped out of the sea, gradually became brighter.

…………

Everyone's mood did not affect the feelings of the person concerned.

From the first glimpse of the dragon's appearance, Lenka knew it wasn't a good day.

The Oriental Divine Dragon, which can make itself run away from the wilderness with just its voice, how can it be competed by the small pterosaur family?

Although everyone is called a dragon, Lenka knows very well: this Chinese dragon has always been a sacred symbol of human worship, faith and pride, and it is always worshipped behind the high incense table.

However, the Western pterosaur has always been regarded as a representative of evil, viciousness, murder and insidiousness, and has always been placed on the opposite side of justice and light, accepting the spurning and disgust of humans.

Whether it is prestige, strength, or image, the gap between the two sides is so obvious that even the most powerful pterosaur patriarch in North America does not dare to have the slightest luck.

The sunlight became more and more intense, and the purple eyes also reflected ten thousand purple rays. Mysterious, magical, ethereal, and piercing!

Yes, Lenka clearly felt the murderous intent coming from the dream-like purple light, cold and resolute.

This is the heart of the Huaxia golden dragon. Lenka knew very well that it was impossible to see the pterosaur show off its power in the underground world of the West, but if he really wanted to escape under the giant tooth and claws of the Eastern Divine Dragon, it would be an impossible task!

I'm afraid it's a catastrophe today!

Lenka sighed silently in her heart, looked straight at the smallest pterodactyl, and whispered:

"David, wait a minute, we and your uncles and uncles will rush up and entangle this damn Eastern Dragon, and you get out of here while you have a spare time. Remember, you must leave far away, it is better to stay in Europe, never to return, and never to avenge me! ”

The little pterosaur looked at the glittering dragon in horror, and although he was sad, he also shook his head lightly, and looked at Karen fixedly, his eyes full of determination:

"No, my dear father! As a member of the Pterodactyl family, I must stay and fight with you! I beg your pardon, this is the first time I have gone against your will. ...... later"

Lenka flapped his wings and blocked David's next words:

"As long as I'm here, there's no room for you to object! Remember, no matter what happens, you have to get out of here! The continuation of the family depends on you. My child, this is not only the order of the patriarch, but also the request of a father! ”