Tan Sang pushed everything he ate to him, and said coldly: "Don't pick up garbage in the future." ”

The young man smiled warmly, looking soft and harmless, very obedient, but Tan Sang knew that the little dragon cub would definitely still pick up garbage.

Because no one will give him something to eat.

No one wants to take on a monster dragon that is hated by dragons.

Even if he is more diligent than all dragons.

If he doesn't pick up garbage, then he even has a luxury hope of surviving.

Mr. Evil Dragon piled the mattress and quilt on the half of the bed where Tan Sang was sitting, and the pillows were the same.

And he himself, just like that, lay on the bedboard.

He blushed a little, and he said, "I only have one bed here, I sleep here, I won't touch you, you ...... Go to sleep. ”

Tan Sang looked at his shadow in the dark night and curled up into a ball.

The little slave just said "I won't touch you" is mostly a little humble.

After all, he is the dragon who has been abandoned all along.

Thinking of this, Tan Sang felt like he was being scratched by something for the first time, and it hurt a little dullly.

Fingertips flicked, and powerful magic warmed the tattered little house.

There was a slight light on the horizon, and there were a lot of scolding.

"Little bastard, come out quickly, did you steal the gold you brought yesterday?! You uneducated, don't come out quickly! ”

There was a "bang", and the door to the hut broke.

The young man's expression became fierce almost instantly, and scales faintly appeared on his cheeks.

He immediately rushed to the side of the few little dragon men who broke open the door, and fiercely pressed the black dragon boy led by him to the ground.

Claws against his neck, a low roar at him, a pair of phoenix eyes shining red, lips are two pointed fangs, "Gold, mine." ”

Tan Sang likes such a fierce little dragon cub a little.

It doesn't look like it's so easy to be bullied.

Mr. Xiaolong didn't hurt him, just used his sharp claws, "Get out, or my dragon claws will pierce your flesh directly, insert into your ribs, crush your bones, and make you die of pain." ”

The black dragon was naturally frightened by him, and hurriedly got up from the ground, and the other dragons also woke up like a dream and screamed: "Run!" The little mongrel is going to kill the dragon......"

"The dragon he touches is going to be cursed!"

"Woo ......"

"Damn Hybrid Dragon!!"

Tan Sang couldn't listen to others scolding the little slave, and glanced at Mr. Xiaolong, when he was a teenager, he just let them scold him very plainly, with cold eyebrows.

But in fact, it's not that Mr. Evil Dragon doesn't care, he's just, he's used to hearing it, and he's not the time to shed tears.

He really is...... No father, no mother.

He is just one less father and mother than others.

Looking at the increasingly gloomy sky, Tan Sang's inexplicable feeling of uneasiness became more and more intense.

It was raining heavily in the sky, and Tan Sang seemed to hear a very rampant laugh, but she could only look outside through the increasingly cold rain curtain.

Mr. Xiaolong's lips were pursed very tightly, and he didn't seem to have any expression, and his red eyes were a little nervous and tangled.

At last he spoke: "Go away, my enemy is coming." ”

He was calm, and he felt that he could handle the enemies.

But only Tan Sang knew that those dragons were not easy to mess with, they were far more terrifying than the little dragon cub thought.

Listening to the unclear footsteps, the boy was probably a little flustered, and the soles of his feet had turned into sharp claws.

Then he pushed Tan Sang, he was a little fierce: "Hurry up, or I will eat you!" ”

A ninth-order is threatening her, an eleventh-order?

Tan Sang knew the little dragon cub's thoughts, he initially wanted her to help him, but later, he didn't want to hurt her.