Immediately after, the stinking, ragged, bloodstained Brahma Yu was spit out by it and slammed to the ground.

Song Pingyang was so frightened that he hurriedly crawled towards Fan Yu.

"Tilt, tilt......" Song Pingyang called repeatedly.

However, Fan Yutian had completely lost consciousness, and the aura on his body had dissipated without a trace, and he had become a wasted person.

"Benlong has never tasted such a foul-smelling human, disgusting Benlong." The dragon flying in mid-air let out a cry of disgust.

Song Pingyang was frightened, a dragon who can speak human words?

Is it really a dragon?

Song Pingyang immediately roared, "You are a divine dragon, how can you eat people." ”

"A mere mortal, a waste body, delusional contract with Ben Long, this is Ben Long's punishment for her, she deserves it!"

This style of painting is a bit wrong!

Shenlong no longer paid attention to Song Pingyang and flew directly in the direction of Fanyin.

Swallowed one dead soldier after another, but in the blink of an eye, most of the dozens of dead soldiers were broken.

The divine dragon directly wrapped around Fanyin's side, and said flatteringly, "Master, this dragon has finally found you!" ”

Fanyin looked at the flattering and obedient Shenlong in front of him, and was inexplicably a little cold, "What kind of cuteness is sold at an age?" ”

The divine dragon instantly became serious, and his appearance became a little fierce and vicious, which was really a little scary.

"You're still selling cute!" Sanskrit is speechless.

This contrast is cute, and it is too much worse.

Where do the black-clothed dead men dare to rush forward now, for fear of becoming the mouth of the dragon, and he is the master who eats people and does not spit out bones!

"Vomit ......" Shenlong was nauseated, and then spit out more than a dozen corpses, "Although it doesn't stink, it's too unpalatable." ”

It seems that it is the Lord who spits out bones.

Sanskrit, "......" eats people, you are justified!

"Fanyin, you return my daughter!" When Song Pingyang reacted, he picked up the knife on the ground and attacked it directly at Fanyin.

"Enough!" A loud cheer rang out.

Then I saw that Fan Xinran came in a hurry, sweating profusely.

He looked at the messy courtyard, lying on the side of Fan Yu, whose life and death were unknown, and Song Pingyang, who was seriously injured.

If he hadn't come to get the news, Song Pingyang was afraid that he would have become the mouth of the evil dragon.

He never imagined that Sanskrit Yin had become so powerful that those dead people could not get a little favor from Fanyin.

What surprised him the most was Yin Dening, she actually ......

"Xinran, our daughter, she ......" Song Pingyang hurriedly walked towards him, but because of the injuries on his body, the whole person threw himself directly into Fan Xinran's arms.

Fan Shuyao didn't know when she had already walked to the seat where Fan Yutian was lying, stretched out her hand to probe her snort, and said happily, "Father, mother, sister is still angry, she is not dead!" ”

Fanyin looked at Shenlong, "You didn't kill her?" ”

"Of course not, her soul is too stinky, and Ben Long has eaten three souls and two souls, so he can't swallow it. When I woke up, I guess I was a fool! ”

Can't swallow it?

Then don't eat it!

Song Pingyang roared angrily, "What a divine dragon, I think it's clearly an evil dragon!" ”

How can there be a mythical beast in this world that can eat people's souls.

The divine beast came into the world, and in her opinion, it was clearly a demonic beast.

"No...... It's not a dragon, it's a Jiao! Fan Xinran stared at the dragon wrapped around Fanyin's side, and trembled.

Although dragons and dragons are both dragons, they are actually very different, and their horns are the biggest difference.

The dragon's scales were black, the horns on the dragon's head were like stinging needles, and the dragon's fins on the dragon's back were enough to indicate that it was not a dragon, but a dragon.

"It's a bit of an insight."