Chapter 72 My Little Golden Dragon Will Be Fine
The aura emitted by Mo Yan was too dangerous, and Nan Jia was a little scared. She swallowed and took a step back to close the distance between the two of them: "Um...you...calm down..."
Mo Yan grabbed Nanjia's arm and held her down against the mountain. On the wall: "Nanjia, do you really want me to die? No matter whether you go back or forth, How many times have you chosen him to kill me, right? You hate me so much?"
"No, listen to my explanation, I..."
William Desen looked at me. Nanjia was forced by the dragon, and a ball of fire surged in his eyes. With the desire to fight ignited all over his body, he stood up and picked up the broken sword beside him and stabbed the defenseless dragon with its back facing him.
He shouted at the same time: "Let go of the princess!"
The broken sword was inserted into Mo Yan's back, and Mo Yan let out a miserable cry: "Roar"
Nan Jia instantly turned red. With her eyes closed, she broke away from Mo Yan's restraint and walked to Williamson.
Mo Yan stared at Nan Jia’s resolute back, and he changed his appearance.
No longer aggressive, he collapsed on the ground and coughed out a mouthful of blood, begging in his voice: "Nan Nan, I feel so much pain."
He showed off his vulnerability and made himself look pitiful, just to get Nanjia to choose him.
Don’t abandon him, he can’t live without Nanjia.
Mo Yan's weak voice made Nanjia even more angry, and a wave of fire surged into her Tianling Gai.
She stood in front of Williamson aggressively, looking irritable.
Williamderson straightened his body and looked at Nanjia in front of him with gleaming eyes. He said loudly and proudly: "Princess, I have defeated this giant dragon. You don't have to be afraid anymore, let alone We need to compromise. I’ll just...”
"Ha" Mo Yan laughed mockingly, he was really pathetic. It turns out that all this was an illusion, just her compromise.
At the end of the day, I am still the one who was given up.
Nanjia pushed Williamson away. Unexpectedly, he sat on the ground. He looked at the somewhat 'fierce' princess in front of him in surprise.
What happened to the princess? Why is there no joy on your face?
Nanjia pointed at Willemson's nose and began to scold him: "Don't you understand human language? How many times have I told you? I'm living a good life and I don't need you to make your own decisions. Save me. Are you deaf? Are you trying to impress me? I don’t need you to save me. Who asked you to come?
Mo Yan paused in vomiting blood. He raised his head and looked at Nan Jia carefully. This seemed to be different from what he thought.
Nannan... is she angry at Willemson? Is she... speaking for herself? Did she stand on her side this time?
She chose herself?
"You stabbed Mo Yan? Do you know how valuable those golden scales are? How many scales will he lose with this stroke of yours? Can you afford to pay?"
Hmm...why does this sound a bit awkward?
"You defeated the giant dragon with your little arms and legs. If I hadn't stopped Mo Yan, you would have died eight hundred times. How come you don't have any self-awareness at all?"
Nan Jia One curse word after another completely extinguished the fire in Willemson's heart.
Williamderson knelt on the ground and looked up at the condescending Nanjia. There seemed to be a mist in his eyes, and he choked on his words: "Princess...what do you mean? Are you really willing?" ...With a...beast?”
Beast? This man stepped on Nan Jia's pain point. He not only scolded Mo Yan, but also scolded Nan Jia himself: "How do you speak? Are you a fool? Are you a beast? It's a dragon. , is the master of the forest! Master, do you understand? I warn you to use your words in a civilized manner."
How can you curse, you really have no quality!
Nanjia began to drive Williamson out: "Okay, you can leave quickly. I emphasize again, I am doing well, don't harass me."
Williamson wants to say something more : "Princess..."
"It's useless to shout anything. , you go away quickly. Go back and tell your father that I am fine and will go back to visit him as soon as possible."
"Princess, you are a human being, he...he is" Williamson wanted to say 'beast', but he was right. Shang Nanjia looked at him with eager eyes, and he had no choice but to take back his words.
Nanjia approaches Williamson. This man actually has serious racial discrimination?
"What's wrong with him? He's incredibly rich! He can fly, find treasures, and fight. Can you do these? If you can't, just shut up."
"I..."
Nan Jia became impatient. She pointed at the door and chased people away: "Hurry up." "Hurry up"
Williamderson stood up, his eyes fixed on Nanjia, and his tone was firm: "Princess, he is a dragon anyway, he is not a human, you can treat it as a pet or a plaything. But. We definitely can’t stay together forever!”
pet? plaything? Mo Yan's breath froze, and his golden eyes stood up, exuding majesty.
Nanjia was furious. She put her hands on her waist and shouted at William Deson: "He can deform, deform! There is no doubt that he is like a normal person. He is not a pet. Please respect him."
Besides, have you ever seen such a big plaything? It’s not clear who will play who.
Williamderson stepped back again and again, and his body was shaky, as if he could not bear the blow: "I..."
Williamderson raised a reluctant smile, and said without giving up: "Princess , I wait for the day when you change your mind.”
After saying that, he ran out of the cave.
The corners of Mo Yan’s lips raised behind him, he has won this life!
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, it’s the little boy who was injured by Nanjia again.”
Hearing the voice of Qiu Shengsheng, Nanjia’s faint voice was threatening: “Qiu Shengsheng, you Alive again? Weren't you dead just now?"
"Hehe , Don't be angry. I just escaped because I believe in your ability. I have good news for you. The master's darkness value has dropped by two stars. Congratulations. I know Nan Nan is very powerful, even if the master. Heihua, you can also control him.”
"Get lost"
"Cough cough cough" The weak coughing behind him attracted Nan Jia's attention
Nan Jia quickly walked to Mo Yan and looked at him.
Looking at the bloody back and claws, Nanjia felt a little distressed.
Nan Jia touched Mo Yan’s head and coaxed softly: “Wait for me in the cave, and I will go collect medicine for you.”
Mo Yan deliberately stretched out his injured paw to hold Nan Jia's wrist to prevent her from leaving. His huge golden eyes stared at Nan Jia closely, not letting go of any emotion on her face.
"Williamson hasn't gone far yet. You can still catch up with him if you go out now. Are you going to find him? Can't you let him go? Are you going to abandon me?"
Mo Yan’s questions came down one after another
Nan Jia frowned and she tried her best He poked Mo Yan's head: "Is there something wrong with your brain? I went to find medicine for you, but you were injured. If I couldn't let go of that William, I would have left with him in the first place."
Mo Yan He tightened his hand, and the injured area was squeezed again and blood oozed out: "You want to go with him?"
Nanjia: Why can’t any of these people understand human language?
More updates tomorrow~
(End of this chapter)