Hide and seek or something, the most loving.

Ling Luo grabbed the scales on the back of the cheap dragon and stabilized his body, his eyes still hung with deep worry, but his heart was warm.

She knows.

He was reluctant to give up on himself.

She still clearly remembered that when she was in General Ling's mansion, when she first signed a contract with Cheap Dragon, he still disliked her very much at that time.

I don't know where to start, but with the deepening of getting along and feelings, a very deep bond has been established between the two people.

She liked him, and of all the pets she had contracted with, he was her favorite.

Even though he has the cheapest mouth, even though he likes to bully, and even though his personality is too weird, she still likes him the most for no reason.

"Don't worry, as long as the emperor doesn't release a large amount of his dragon breath at will, it won't attract the attention of the Heavenly Realm enforcers." The cheap dragon explained, wanting to reassure the little master on his back.

Ling Luo nodded and said, "Then we have to be extra careful when we look for the dragon horns and wings on your left side next." ”

"No problem!" The Cheap Dragon promised.

Ling Luo's gaze drifted to the large area of the island in the middle of the lake, which had been destroyed into ruins by the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, and said, "Why would the dark elves worship your dragon horns as holy relics?" ”

The cheap dragon smiled and said, "They must be very worshipful of the emperor." ”

Ling Luo smiled dumbly and said, "I mean seriously, maybe the Amelia Dark Elf God they worship has a certain relationship with you." ”

"Amelia?" The cheap dragon made a contemplative appearance, and after a while, he shook his head and said, "I have no impression." ”

Ling Luo's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "Amelia Dark Elf God, since you have collected one of your dragon horns, then the other one will also have eyebrows. ”

The cheap dragon wondered: "Where are the eyebrows?" ”

Ling Luo's gaze drifted to the ruined island in the middle of the lake, and said, "When you were in the temple just now, didn't you notice, that city lord called Night Dance seems to be the core figure of the entire temple, I guess she must know something." ”

She vaguely remembered that when she entered the temple, Nightdance sat in the dark, in a very revered position.

"Then let's go find that!"

The dragon turned around and headed in the direction of the ruins of the island in the middle of the lake.

Almost instantaneously, it arrived.

After the cheap dragon landed, with a "bang", his body turned into the original image of a big black fat cat, squatting lazily on Ling Luo's shoulder, licking his paws and washing his face.

Ling Luo stretched out a hand and gently stroked the hairy head of the cheap dragon, and the corners of his lips hooked up with a touch of affection.

In a few moments, in the midst of the ruins, she found Nightdance's hideout.

Nightdance was wounded, one leg crushed by a massive stone, and blood gushed out, soaking the ground.

She was sweating profusely and struggled to pull her injured leg out from under the boulder, but the more she did it, the more it hurt.

Ling Luo's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.

She took out a quaint celadon pill bottle from the Black Feather Space Ring, pulled out the lid, and took out a red pill from it, which instantly flicked into Night Dance's mouth.

Night Dance was caught off guard at all, and swallowed it with a "grunt".