The dragon scales are lifelike, and each dragon scale, larger than a grinding disc, contains burning runes and great power.

The fire dragon shook its head and searched against the wall, it spewed out angry Bibi Creek, lit the candle made of mermaid fat, and the faint light of the fire lit up the almost closed room, and the canary in the center of the room still closed its eyes and slept sweetly.

Damn it, damn it, no one!

The angry dragon could smell the temperature of not so long ago, and it hovered over the roof carved with countless patterns, blue flames enveloping the quiet room.

"Click."

"Boom, boom."

The wall from which the runes had spawned slowly opened, and the chains that hung from the ground were crumbled into crumbs by the Cyril madman, who rubbed the corners of his forehead, his chest heaving and suppressing the raging anger.

He stared at the sleeping woman, the corners of his lips slightly curled up to deepen an indistinct smile, and the deep sea-like eyes set off a stormy wave.

"Look, why do people always want to rob you with me?"

The Cyril madman muttered to himself.

The hoarse male voice echoed in the huge cage, making the fire dragon condensed by rune flames shudder, and the hovering fire dragon hesitantly changed its posture, determined not to go down at this time.

The canary did not react to the former killer of her, she was still asleep, her soft body covered by a long, white blanket.

The laugh lines deepened in the corners of the Cyril madman's eyes, he covered his face, and stood in the doorway with a smile, constantly fighting against the desire to destroy in his heart, he gasped, and the silent despair spread to every corner of his body.

"They're going to rob you."

The madman choked in pain.

"They're going to rob you."

He knelt weakly on the ground holding the door, his undulating back carrying unimaginable sadness day and night, and the remorseful madman trembled and spoke: "Then you, come back." ”

"Please."

"Come back."

"Come back!"

"Please, come back."

The roar made the fire dragon gradually dissipate, and the canary reflected in the fire dragon's pupils slept so sweetly, and the owner's crazy emotions could not support its powerful body.

Howard, who was bound by the demon vine and ran wildly, was not much better than the fire dragon, and as soon as he thought that he was the greatest natural enemy of the Titan Protoss, a cool aura spread throughout his body, and he rubbed his arm.

"Hey, Miss Devil Vine, I think you're too hot."

The white breath that Howard exhaled quickly dissipated into the twisting vines.

"Oh, no, the Titan God Race believes in the Titan God, the Titan God is a symbol of light, our body temperature is much higher than that of many creatures, and you were still cold before."

He thought of the sea of blood that disappeared along the tunnel, and the woman who suffocated him, so he could only find words everywhere in agony: "Miss Demon Vine, has that large sea of blood been absorbed by you?" ”

"Where did that go?"

"Tsk, this madman's castle is really troublesome, why would he make such a good castle like this."

"For Miss Canary? It's incredible, and while Miss Canary fascinates me, it's strange to have your own castle in a labyrinth. ”

"Uh。。。。。。 Miss Canary is the name I gave her, and it's nice, isn't it? ”