Nalan's reflex arc at this time seemed to be a ball of thread played with by a cat, and he was completely in a state of confusion.

Ling Luo looked at her with a smile, but he didn't understand what nerves Nalan had.

"What did you say, you saw me drop the blanket?" Nalan said in shock.

Ling Luo was even more inexplicable, was Nalan joking?

"Well, that's obvious. Ling Luo stretched out his hand helplessly: "It's still in your hand now!"

Nalan turned his head blankly, looked at the gold in his hand fixedly, and subconsciously touched it very incrediblely.

Soft to the touch, comfortable temperature, smooth silkiness, everything is real.

"Impossible, impossible, I'm just thinking about it in my head, how can I do it?" Nalan said in a lost mind.

Slowly, Nalan looked like he was about to cry, his whole body was shadowed, he lost his colorful colors, and became a stickman in an instant, as if it was an unbelievable big thing to drop the blanket.

The facts are in front of us, and the evidence is conclusive.

Unconscious act disorder.

It's not a disease, it's an alternative kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The specific symptom is that the body subconsciously acts actions that are just thoughts in the mind.

For example, when you concentrate on typing and chatting, you will subconsciously read the content you type, but you don't know it.

Concentration on reading, concentration, concentration on music, etc., can all cause this condition, and the degree of unconsciousness varies from person to person.

Although it is harmless, it is not intended to be a very funny thing to outsiders.

Nalan suddenly understood why the people in the police department had an inexplicable smile when they saw her, she must have had or even a lot of unconscious actions.

Oh my God, that's not her style of painting, dear.

“pu......”

Thinking of this, the blanket slipped down, the tsundere police flower, and there was no place for self-embarrassment.

Ling Luoka's eyes widened, he couldn't be curious, he didn't understand the mystery at all.

"There's a story about throwing blankets?"

Ling Luo thought maliciously.

"Hey... , Nalan!"

Adding fuel to the fire doesn't seem to require any truth, just a bad character.

Thinking of this, Ling Luo suddenly shouted.

"Huh?"

Nalan subconsciously responded, puzzled.

"Since you're so fond of throwing things, I'll give you this sheepskin. ”

Ling Luo hooked the corners of his mouth again, stretched out his hand in the void, and a sheepskin appeared from the golden light vortex, but it was also extremely dazzling gold, and after rubbing this object, Ling Luo handed it to Nalan and said with an evil smile.

"This is the legendary Golden Fleece, and the legend of Colchis knows it, and it is said that dragons will appear while they are still on the ground. Ling Luo didn't wait for her to react, and said quickly: "But no one seems to have succeeded yet, but I believe in you, with your 'perseverance' and 'perseverance' just now, I believe that you will definitely succeed, the legendary dragon." ”

The legend of Medea, Nalan naturally knows that the Golden Fleece is famous, but it can't withstand Ling Luo's ridicule.

"...... you!?"

Nalan's face gradually turned crimson, and then turned into unspeakable shame.

Yes, this is the lifelong enemy of Nalan Police Flower.

It's okay for her to laugh at others, but it's not okay for others to laugh at her, even if it's a well-intentioned joke, it will make Nalan want to kill in shame.

It's cute to say that it sounds good.

In fact, it's tsundere.

The heart is small, the face is thin, and the second in the heart has to be covered, and so on.

Under the shame and indignation, the strength of the mouth shrank sharply, and Nalan's mind was blank, and he didn't know how to refute it at all.

The clear eyes are glowing with a hint of moisture, and the fair skin is as red as rouge.

The golden sheepskin is not taken, nor is it not.

"Oh, don't restrain yourself, what's polite, we're all our own people, come, drop one, I'm curious about what the dragon looks like?" Ling Luo continued to add fuel and vinegar, not knowing the horror of the flag.

Nalan's watery eyes reached a critical point with shame and indignation.

In this way, Miss Nalan didn't know that the relatively collapsed had already been revealed, and the deep secondary awakening had been revealed.

Originally, relative collapse requires a very high concentration of spirit to perform, and the information that needs to be confirmed at that moment is too fine, and the establishment of a relative relationship is actually not as simple as imagined.

In a situation of mental distraction, she was not able to activate at all.

But nonsense, Nalan never had mood swings here, but the horror of the lifelong enemy was far beyond her bearing, and the fact happened so naturally.

The invisible force field was fleeting, and even Ling Luo didn't notice it, because there was no energy surge at all in the relative collapse.

The golden sheepskin shook slightly, and it didn't seem to change, but ......

Nalan was embarrassed, glaring at Ling Luo, and the sheepskin had to fall hard.

"Haha......"

Ling Luo was instantly happy and laughed.

But the next second, time stands still.

"Aang... Roar..."

Majestic, low, majestic, haughty, soaring, skyline, indescribable roar.

In front of the two of them, below the two of them, there was a sudden extreme roar.

In terms of physical senses, the decibel is not high, but it contains too many charms that humans cannot match.

"Bang Bang Bang..."

The sound of wings flapping.

Ling Luo was stunned, and Nalan was also stunned, his eyes full of question marks.

Both of them involuntarily lowered their heads slightly.

In the eye, right at the feet of the two, one, no, should be one......

Mini, small, pocket, brilliant, bling...... Dragon.

The Dragon of the West.

The head has two horns, the back has two wings, the abdomen has four legs, and the giant tail is in the back...

The overall form, it doesn't matter at all, it resembles a lizard.

The domineering and streamlined posture and the imposing sense of power are the perfect legendary creatures.

Yes, it's a dragon.

"Whew... Hula... Hula-la. ”

The golden dragon that appeared inexplicably jumped up and down with great excitement, screaming brainlessly in his mouth, and could also breathe fire arrogantly, although the flame was really not flattering, but it was indeed spitting fire with his mouth instead of his buttocks.

Seeing this, both of them stopped breathing.

After tossing and turning for a while, the golden dragon seemed to be tired, and the flames turned into wheezing.

Shaking its little head, it saw Nalan.

A sense of intimacy from the heart, and the little eyes narrowed.

"Plop..."

Easily, it showed an extraordinary, body-sized wing, and flew with just one fan.

After circling around Nalan several times, a human-like look of dependence appeared on the dragon's face, and it landed on Nalan's shoulder, and his little head kept rubbing Nalan's face!

For a moment, Ling Luo felt the breath of extreme magical power.

Just like the ancient sea monster summoned by the Oblivion City Sect, the magical aura of this little dragon is even more pure and huge, and it is not at all pure and pure that humans can achieve.

The dragon in the world of fate is a being with the same spiritual personality as a god, that is, a living god.

"Ling Luo... What's going on?" said Nalan in a daze.

Nalan also forgot about embarrassment and shame, seeing a creature with such an appearance in the real world is really no less than the birth of an immortal, but it is no better than Yaochi, who has no appearance.

"Well, I should have asked you, right, even if I can't fall the dragon, how did you do it?" Ling Luo said with a stammer.

Nalan was speechless for a moment, thought about it, and his eyes flashed with the power of knowing people.

The power of knowing people is clear and transparent, looking at the golden dragon.

"Is this Colchis's evil dragon? But, I'm not an anime character, I'm not an anime ability, I don't have magic powers, magic circuits, etc., how did I do it!"

Ling Luo couldn't understand it at all, he was just joking with Nalan, who would have thought that Nalan would really throw a giant dragon out of him.

Can this still be played?

The two froze, lost in thought, a room full of three, all angry at the air.

The miniature golden dragon, without seeing the expressions of the two of them, leaned on Nalan carefree, and spit out a small flame after a while.

After a moment, Ling Luo came back to his senses as he thought of a more serious problem.

"Nalan, can you turn it back?" Ling Luo said cautiously.

"What?" Nalan was puzzled.

"My connection to the golden sheepskin broke when I fell out. Ling Luo had no choice but to explain: "It must belong to you now, not to mention how you summoned it, since it is already a fact, the most important thing now is that even Mother C can't summon the Golden Fleece, do you know how long it will exist?"