Looking at the movements of these people, the black dragon Zhai Qi smiled deeply, and his fingertips tapped.

Since these people care so much about Infernal Hell, and the mongrel dragon likes that woman so much.

Then let everything be on the mongrel dragon, and let the woman push him into the abyss with her own hands.

Being bullied by his clansmen, being stabbed by "good brothers", and being pushed into the abyss by those he loves deeply......

It makes the dragon happy to think about it.

——

The dragon who was brought out by Tan Sang could see that he was very happy, and even his eyebrows were dyed with a smile: "Why did the goddess bring me to the Infernal Hell?" ”

Listening to those believers who chew the root of their tongues, only by treating him as the only one in this life will they live and die with themselves.

This way, it is a ring elephant danger.

Tan Sang didn't hear what the little slave said clearly because he had something in his heart, so he looked back.

This person is actually flushed and shy?! If this is a woman, then it is really petty and gentle.

Tan Sang rubbed his hair, the little slave's hair was not so dry now.

Although his face is still pale, there is a hint of ruddy from time to time.

Mr. Evil Dragon was rubbed like this, and his brain was hot.

The heartbeat is a little faster.

How can this woman rub a man's head in public?!

I really don't know how to hide it.

He just thought like this, and his head was still very consciously lowered to rub Tan Sang.

If you like it, then I'll let you touch it again.

[Ding, opinion +3, current opinion 93.] ］

Originally, he thought that Tan Sang would look around him with a cold eye and Qiao Celin looked at the little slave and the woman's smile.

Sure enough, the likes of women like Tan Sang are nothing more than that.

A cold mockery in my heart.

But Jocelyn seems to have forgotten that there is an emotion called jealousy, called jealousy.

He was self-righteous and arrogant, and put the reason for such strange emotions on Tan Sang's body.

It's all Tan Sang's fault.

Even looking at Catherine beside her was a little unpleasant.

Walked out a little.

Jocelyn unconsciously approached Tan Sang and them, but not closely, just enough to see them.

He suddenly saw Tan Sang smiling, and for the first time, he realized that her eyes were so good-looking, and her clear eyes were like glass that made people tremble.

There are thousands of styles in it, but it is clean and cold.

The delicate beauty suddenly hit the chest.

She held something and smiled at the slave to lower her head again, and she spoke softly.

It's not like it used to be at all.

No, it's not, it's just that she seems to be very attentive to that slave right now.

The slave was obedient, he bowed his head, and she stood on tiptoe and brought him a black necklace.

The slave also looked happy.

The two of them stood together, and it looked like a beautiful picture.

Is......

Don't make people feel comfortable......

Jocelyn didn't want to look any more and was going to leave, looking at the saliva at his feet.

There's a weird thing on top of my head.

"Be on alert, be on urgent alert, find suspicious traces."

As soon as the words fell, Tan Sang took Samuel's hand and led him behind him.

“……”

Samuel, who was dumbfounded, held his forehead, how weak he was in the eyes of this woman???

A group of strangely shaped animals, some with cat-like heads and spider-like bodies.

Others are like insects that are magnified N many times, secreting white saliva while moving, and they are sick to death.

Tan Sang stuffed Samuel under a certain tree and activated the magic array.

Blood spreads, rendering.

Everyone present had been killed all the way, physically and mentally exhausted, and the magic of a black thing was too powerful, and after a strong earthquake, most of the people actually fell.

The only ones who could barely stand were Kerberry, her, and Jocelyn.

The three of them looked at each other for a moment, holding their breath, full of vigilance, and waited quietly.

From the darkness, a man's figure slowly emerged.