As long as Tan Sang dares to make the next move, the man guarantees that the illusion weapon will pierce her head in the next moment.

But the girl didn't move, and there was no other emotion in her eyes, with a little indifference, as if she was thinking about something.

She whispered, "Dead?" ”

She seemed to sigh, a little curious as to why he died?

The next moment, a healing spell that did not belong to him entered his broken body.

Magic is powerful and domineering.

A warm current spread to his limbs and bones.

His mana suddenly stopped, and as if he had been stung by something bright, he suddenly deviated and stabbed at Tan Sang's head, stabbing the air into loneliness.

The little girl seemed to kick hard, but it was actually soft.

She crossed her waist and said, "Why, I have such a powerful healing magic, and you still have to pretend to be dead?" ”

Tan Sang's good-looking eyebrows frowned slightly, and it hurt to kick him? In the eyes of men, it is simply too squeamish.

Tan Sang didn't expect this kick to hurt himself.

The main thing is this monster-like man, and the clothes on his body are just made of thick hemp rope mixed with iron wire, which is not soft at all.

This poor little slave was completely a piece of iron in Tan Sang's eyes.

She opened her mouth coquettishly, but the little slave didn't bother with her at all.

"Hey!"

Very coquettish tone.

As soon as she heard it, she knew she was angry.

Tan Sang leaned forward and glanced twice, only then did he really see the blood on the little slave's body.

In fact, the clothes on the little slave's body knew at a glance that she had gotten them.

Specially used to vent anger.

As long as you put on this garment, you will be whipped again, and the body will be torn open, and the wires inside will be torn open, and all of them will be pierced in the flesh, which is simply extremely painful torture.

So many people who offended Tan Sang died like this.

At first, she thought that this ordinary little slave would not last a while, but it turned out that she had not died until now.

Because, Xiaomei is not an ordinary person at all this time!

He's a dragon!

Five-clawed golden dragon!

The leader of all magicians - Samuel.

is such a powerful dragon, how many people have been deceived and framed since childhood.

Moreover, such a strange appearance of himself is not tolerated in the dragon clan.

So, all the way upside down.

Deceived along the way.

In the end, it was sold to Tan Sang.

And she did such a thing.

Such an accident, Tan Sang is estimated to have been blacklisted by Xiaomei, and it is the kind that cannot be released.

Isn't it time for her to make amends?!

But now she couldn't take her clothes off him directly.

After all, this so-called little slave doesn't have any magic, and being too rough will only make him miserable.

Tan Sang gently let go of the hand that was pinching the hem of his clothes, and his eyes moved to his legs covered by the wide robe.

Tan Sang didn't need to lift the hem of the little slave's clothes, just one glance, the tip of his nose suddenly sore, and he couldn't bear to continue looking.

She kind of understood why the only remaining memory of the original owner was always shouting at Samuel as a monster.

The covered part shouldn't be called a leg at all.

There was just a pair of misshapen dragon tails that looked like human leg bones.

She remembered that this world-famous golden dragon had no nutrients in the early days, so that he had transformed for a long time.