"Boss, you fart, it stinks." Pure White muttered and grumbled, while stretching out a small white paw and pinching his nose.

"Fart?" The cheap dragon lowered his head, the roots of his ears were hot, and he snorted softly, and said, "How noble this emperor is, this emperor will not do such a shameful thing as farting!" ”

Chun Bai blinked his big wet eyes a little aggrievedly, and said, "But boss, you are a chrysanthemum lying in front of someone's face, and people feel it, you are a fart." ”

The cheap dragon's meow face condensed into a huge embarrassment, and a deep embarrassment crossed his red black eyes, and he coughed lightly: "That's your delusion!" ”

"Not really!" Chun Bai pinched his nose with one hand, stretched out his hand and waved it full of protest, "Boss, your fart has a special taste, the master said, because you are always constipated, the poop has been stagnant and fermented in the stomach for too long, so the gas released will be particularly smelly." ”

This time, even the night couldn't hide the embarrassment of the cheap dragon, his head burned directly, and the flames were in full bloom.

"I said that it wasn't the emperor's fart!"

He roared at pure white, and roared angrily: "It's obviously your own fart, and you have to frame it on the emperor's head!" Dragons never fart! ”

The hairs on the pure white body were burned.

There is no doubt that the quilt on the couch is also on fire.

Ling Luo frowned, rubbed his sleepy eyes unhappily, and muttered unhappily: "What is the noise, I don't sleep in the middle of the night......

The next moment.

"Ahh It's on fire! ”

Ling Luo's eyes widened suddenly, looking at the black flames that had spread to the entire quilt, the corners of his eyes twitched fiercely, and the green tendons in the corners of his forehead violent.

She jumped off the couch and looked at the culprit with the head still bubbling with sparks next to the pillow.

"Hell, what are you doing!"

The cheap dragon was in a bad mood, turned his head, and roared indiscriminately at Ling Luo: "I said that dragons never fart!" ”

"Boom-"

Chun Bai fluttered his little wings, flew away from the area of the fire, and threw himself into Ling Luo's arms with great grievances, crying: "Master, boss, he bullied me. ”

Ling Luo sighed a little helplessly, stretched out a hand, and touched the pure white head as if soothingly.

These two troublemakers. It's hopeless.

"Bu-"

An extremely loud voice rang out in the room.

Ling Luo and pure white gaze subconsciously moved to the source of the sound, and the flame of shame on one of the culprit's heads burned even more vigorously.

"What do you see? Hum! The cheap dragon looks extremely ferocious, opening its mouth, and breathing fire when it speaks, "This emperor won't fart!" Delusions, all illusions! ”

“……”

Ling Luo was completely helpless, a whole row of black lines crossed her head, her eyelids drooped, and her gaze slowly swept around the room.

At least seven or eight places have been burned by the black flames that the dragon spewed out in its rage.

Extreme fire is different from ordinary fires in the world, the fire spreads extremely quickly, and burns extremely quickly. In a few moments, the whole room was on fire.

"Anyway, there's nothing to be ashamed of when dragons fart such things." Ling Luo stepped forward, stretched out his hand, grabbed the skin on the neck of the cheap dragon, lifted it up, and said, "What is there to be ashamed of, normal people will have it." ”