Small fire?

Two words sounded, and the two people in the room were stunned at the same time.

The flames around the little fireball are no longer burning.

Even though the bed was black, it didn't burn down the house.

"Roar!"

The little fireball looked at the little dragon vigilantly and quietly stepped back.

The expression was clearly saying, how do you know me?

"Little Dragon, do you know it?" Luo Qianfeng leaned over and pointed to the small fireball and said.

Small fire?

It sounds, it's quite a name, and the two of them seem to know each other very well.

Xiaolong nodded seriously and replied, "I know." ”

"And what is it?" Luo Tianfeng asked curiously, after such a long time, can you finally know what kind of variety it is?

Xiaolong looked at the flames next to him and replied seriously, "A small fire is a small fire, it's not a thing." ”

The question of motherhood is too strange.

The corners of Luo Qianfeng's mouth twitched, and he continued to ask, "What kind of demonic beast am I asking?" ”

Among Warcraft, there are always varieties, right?

"I don't know." Xiaolong shook his head, looking innocent.

The little fire he saw before was like this, and he hadn't seen anything else about the little fire.

Luo Qianfeng looked at the small fireball and asked suspiciously, "Do you know it?" ”

It looks like the two of them are old acquaintances.

The little fireball looked at the little dragon, then shook his head for a while.

I don't know, I definitely don't know!

"Xiaohuo, you don't know me anymore, I'm Xiaolong." Xiaolong said excitedly, and then wanted to reach out and grab the small fireball.

Seeing his move, Luo Qingfeng immediately blocked his hand.

This is no joke, the fire is the fire of chaos.

When the flames fall on the body, the skin will fall off if you don't die.

The little fireball looked at the little dragon with a disgusted expression, turned around and walked towards the space.

It didn't know this little doll, and it didn't even feel familiar with its breath, how could it have seen it.

So, under the gaze of several people, the little furball walked back to the space, and that look was still a little arrogant.

Luo Qianfeng looked at Xiaolong, rubbing his fingers against his chin.

If they knew, maybe there was something else in it that no one else knew.

Seeing Luo Qianfeng's gaze, he suddenly felt a chill in his back, shrunk his neck, and immediately lay back.

"Mother, I'll sleep first." He was already asleep.

"Let's go." Luo Tianfeng looked at Feng Jinghong.

Feng Jinghong glanced at the little dragon who closed his eyes, turned around and walked out.

The door closed, and the little dragon immediately opened his eyes, and then grinned.

"Mother." Xiaolong found his mother.

He smiled sweetly and closed his eyes again.

I have a mother.

Walking out of the room, Luo Tianfeng stopped and glanced at the closed door.

"Throw it out." Feng Jinghong said with a smile.

Luo Qianfeng looked back at him and couldn't help but laugh.

"You do." It's useless to throw it out.

This dragon is so big, if it is thrown out, I don't know what it will look like in the eastern country.

"Throw it out, I'm sure there's more than an eighty percent chance the temple will take it." Sure.

Feng Jinghong: "......"

That's a problem.

After the dragon goes out, it must have attracted a lot of attention, and the chance of being taken away by the temple is even greater.

"Speaking of the temple, the time for the next temple to recruit disciples is approaching, and this time it seems that the first place to recruit disciples is also one of the candidates for the Holy Son and Holy Maiden."

The key thing is that this candidate for the Holy Son and Holy Daughter.

"Sounds interesting, close to Luo Zi's soul?" That's what she cares about.