"Sister."

"Don't hit my sister, woo."

"Woo, sister, sister."

"Smack."

The whip fell with a clatter, and in the dark corner, a helmeted Draco man frantically whipped three little girls, the whip was stained with blood, and the more excited he was when he listened to the miserable screams.

"Haha, if you don't obey, you will be beaten, lowly human beings, dare to disobey the orders of my great Celestial Dragons, and if you don't teach you a lesson, you don't know how to be a slave."

"A slave should be like a slave, humble and lowly."

"Smack."

The whip was swung, blood splattered, and the little girl and the others wept miserably or pleaded.

The Celestial Dragon Man stood, staring coldly, his eyes projecting coldness, as if looking at an ant.

The three little girls huddled together, trembling, not daring to look up, holding their heads in both hands, one girl protecting the other two, suffering the most damage.

"Useless waste."

The Draconians spat out a mouthful of saliva and left in a rage, the cage closed, pitch black, cold, and descended again.

The little girl saw that after the Draconians left, she couldn't sit on the ground, her back was hot, and her clothes were wet with blood, and she was afraid to pat her sister.

"Okay, don't be afraid, they're gone."

"Woo, sister, you're bleeding."

"Sister, it's all our fault, if we weren't stupid, you wouldn't be ...... Woooooooo ”

The little girl looked at her sister's back, the wound was blurred with flesh and blood, this was the pain they had endured, and the sister had to bear it all alone.

"I'm sorry, sister."

"I'm sorry, sister, it's all my sister who is not good."

"It's okay, don't cry."

This kind of situation can often happen here, slaves, femdom, the favorite thing of the Draconians.

The death of slaves, as we often see here, is that three little girls have experienced too much death, but they have not given up yet.

Dark, dirty, cold, it's hell here.

…………

Chambord Islands.

After the bear and Reilly parted, the two looked at each other, Reilly's flip-flops were thrown in his face, and Bear raised his hand to block the kick, and his foot was raised and kicked at Reilly's chest.

This kick, the bear did not spare his hand, and directly bombarded.

Reilly laughed and stepped back, the sword in his hand piercing between the bear's palms and stabbing accurately into the chest.

The pitch-black armament-colored domineering was covered, and the sword touched the domineering, as if it was touching steel, making a thumping sound.

"Drink."

With a loud shout, Lei Li exerted his strength, and the bear flew out, trembling a few times, and stopped, and the ground behind him was bulging like a small hill.

He looked down at his chest, red blood appeared in the faint wound, and the armed domineering spirit could not resist Reilly's sword, and in his heyday, his strength did not regress.

The battle, to this point, is basically into the groove.

"Boy, you're doing a good job of domineering."

Reilly fiddled with his sword, not forgetting to pretend to be forced, Xia Qi listened to his words, covered his mouth and smiled.

This Reilly is becoming more and more like a child, how old he is, and he doesn't forget to pretend to be forced.

However, the bear surprised him even more, he was able to remain undefeated under the full strength of Reilly, and he was a little embarrassed, knowing that Reilly was the king of Hades.

The strength of Xiong deepened again, and Xia Qi drew the name of a strong man in his heart.

"Not as good as you."

"Haha, that's for sure, the old man is much older than you, you are still young, there will be more time in the future, and when you cultivate for more than ten years, you will find that it turns out that there is no use for eggs."

When people get old, their strength begins to regress.

Unless he eats the fruit of the terrible, he can let his body age slowly and stay at the peak.

"Huh."

This poisonous chicken soup was so good that Xiong almost drank it.

He was wary of Reilly, fighting, and on the verge of eruption.

The wind blew across their faces, and at that moment, the bear moved, teleporting, and slammed his palm down on Reilly's body.

"Bang."

A hole appeared in the ground, and the bear's palm was only ten centimeters close to the ground, and Reilly's foot swept over, hitting the bear's face and flying out.

Holding down the ground with one hand, he rolls a punch and shoots the pressure cannon in front of him.

"It's useless."

With a sword slashing open, Reilly's sword defied the bear's abilities and broke through the defenses and approached the bear.

"Your strength is good, but the old man is stronger."

Reilly's sword landed on the bear's chest, and as expected, the bear was directly covered with domineering, plus a piece of iron.

"Pieces of iron."

Stand still, grounded, and let Reilly's sword fall wildly.

After more than a dozen swords, Xiong couldn't resist the impact of power, kept retreating, his feet sank to the ground, he couldn't hold on, and wanted to attack.

"Hee-hee, the old man is behind you."

Reilly moved quickly, appeared behind the bear in the blink of an eye, and kicked over, and the bear ate a vicious dog pounce and slammed it into the ground.

The burly body, the broad face, became larger.

"The power is not well controlled, sorry, are you okay?"

Reilly, who was hanging a child, lost the madness of the battle, stroked his sword and laughed slightly.

The battle can no longer continue.

The bear knew that if he continued to fight, he would bring humiliation on himself, he stood up, coughed, and patted the dust off his body.

Although he was not injured and wanted to continue fighting, it was unlikely, and if he failed, he had to admit it.

If he can't beat it, even if he tries hard, Xiong can feel that he is not his opponent, and he still needs to continue to cultivate and become stronger.

"No fight, no fight."

Shake your hands and stop fighting.

Reilly smiled, put away his sword, and stopped fighting, that was the best option.

Knowing the current affairs, knowing the advance and retreat, the evaluation of the bear in my heart has one more point.

"Okay, let's go back, if we continue to fight, the navy will come." Seeing that the two were finished, Xia Qi did something peaceful and did not let them continue to fight.

Take the two back to the shop, sit down, and pour the wine.

Xiong looked at Reilly seriously and asked, "Roger is stronger, right?" ”

"Huh?" Reilly touched his nose embarrassedly and nodded, "Well, he's stronger." ”

It is really uncomfortable and aggrieved for a person to admit that others are stronger.

"How strong?"

"Huh?" Reilly began to think, for a long time, and replied, "Very strong." ”

"You and I join forces, not necessarily his opponent."

That's how you describe it, you know?

Xiong nodded, Roger is Roger, his strength is ridiculously strong, but it's a pity that he can't fight once.

"Why do you ask this? You can't just want to talk to him, right? Thinking too much about you. ”

"Hehe, yes, I think too much."

Nowadays, people like to imagine, once they think too much, maybe it can come true?

"Don't you think people have dreams?"

"Dreams must be had, the problem is that dreams must be close to reality." Reilly rolled his eyes as he said this, you can't fight a dead man, can you?