Chapter 4 Is There a Dragon Like You?

Feng Yi's villain's coquettish smile kept coming to mind.

Looking back on the past, Lang Kite's heart rose with an unprecedented doubt.

The cold wind blew in through the hole in the roof, and Lang Kite shivered, and her mind returned to the embarrassment in front of her.

With the slight footsteps of the small animal, there was a flutter, and there was a light in front of him.

Lang Kite looked up sharply and saw the wet wood fire in front of him lit!

The little thing stood by the fire with a pair of little paws and tilted its head, "Warm, huh?" ”

Lang Kite's heart was hot, staring at its smug appearance, and laughed out loud.

"So you're a salamander."

It took a deep breath, blinked its eyes, and after calming down, solemnly said to the heroine: "How can you compare that kind of bug-eating thing with the old man?" The old man is a dragon! The old man's name is Qianxian! ”

Lang Kite pulled it over with a smile and gently scratched its chin with her fingertips, "Qianxian doesn't sound like a small animal's name. ”

"A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated!" It howled at the top of its throat, but in the blink of an eye......

"It's so cool...... And here......" It slumped on Lang Kite's legs, stretching and rolling.

The beauty's slender nails gently scratched and brought up strings of crispy numbness, and the whole body was as comfortable as an electric shock.

It narrowed its eyes and blushed two little faces, "Ah...... Don't stop ......"

Just then, there was a strange noise outside. "Shh Place your index finger in front of your lips.

It got up and ran on Lang Kite's back with a grunt, Lang Kite felt the little thing behind him tremble and be a little helpless, who was pretending to be a dragon just now?

"Boom!"

Again, not loud, but distinctly clear in the silent darkness.

Lang Kite lightly picked up the candlestick on the offering table and put it behind his back, preparing to hide behind the door, when suddenly, the door was slammed open.

It was the cold-faced guard standing in the doorway.

Lang Kite breathed a sigh of relief, "What's going on outside?" ”

Immediately afterward, the guard fell straight and fell head-on, and Lang Kite screamed and stepped back.

It turned out that the guards were killed and poked on the tip of the knife! The masked assassin's knife behind him was covered in blood!

The assassin is coming! Lang Kite struggled with the candlestick, and the Qianxian on his back almost slipped off his back.

Unable to defeat the Assassin's blow, Lang Kite took a few steps back one after another, and with a flash of inspiration, he pulled it out from behind and pointed it at the Assassin, commanding, "Spit fire!" ”

The masked assassin was startled when he saw this strange little face that suddenly came to his face, and subconsciously shrank back.

It worked hard to brew the fire, its small body trembled slightly, and the golden dragon relief on the wall behind it shone in the moonlight.

The masked assassin held his breath and didn't dare to act rashly, after all, this is the Dragon Temple, could it be that the real dragon has appeared!

Its eyes reddened as it took a deep breath back, then jerked ......

"Ahh

“……”

The Kite and the Assassin were petrified.

"Aren't you a dragon! Is there a dragon like you? The kite shook its neck in exasperation, and the Assassin silently wiped the saliva from his forehead.

It rolled its eyes to explain, only to open its mouth...... Spit out a small spark.

"Ahhhh Lang Kite threw it away and quickly threw the fire on his eyebrows, and the assassin made a comeback with a knife in black lines.

Just as Lang Kite felt that he was going to die, the Assassin stopped.

Take a look down......

It bit down on the Assassin's crotch.

With a terrible howl, Lang Kite escaped from the Dragon Temple, and after a while, the sound of four paws running behind him was heard.

Lang Kite turned his head and stretched out his hand to Qianxian, "Come up!" Dot! ”

It scurried down her hand deftly over her shoulder, looked at the direction she ran and asked blankly, "Aren't you going back to the palace?" ”

Lang Kite's eyebrows sank: "This palace wants to go back to my mother's house, check some things, find a place to hide first!" ”