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Chapter 71 My Little Golden Dragon Can Score
Nanjia squatted down to pick up the debris that fell on the ground, her brain spinning at high speed, trying to come up with a reasonable and useful solution.

"Hiss" absent-mindedly, Nanjia was scratched by debris.

William Desen saw that the princess actually went to pick up the glass shards and scratched his finger, so he rushed up: "Princess? How can you do such a thing?"

Nanjia was confused by William Desen's words, he just picked up a piece of debris, right?

William Desen swiftly packed up the pieces on behalf of the princess, holding Nanjia's arm.

Looking at Nan Jia with distressed eyes: "Princess, you have been wronged. This subordinate will take you back."

Nanjia felt that the knight in front of her was a bit strange, and she explained: "No, I am not wronged. I have written everything in the letter. I am doing well, and there is no need to send someone to rescue me. I will go back after a while gone."

William Desen resolutely said: "Princess, you don't need to hold on, I can see it. That beast treats you as a servant, and it is enslaving you. I will definitely save you from leaving."

Why can't this man understand human speech?Nanjia's brain hurts from anger.

Mo Yan smelled a strange smell, and he hurried into the cave to fear that Nanjia would encounter any danger.

Just stepping into the cave, I saw a wild man holding Nanjia's hand, and the two were still so close.Mo Yan's golden eyes instantly stood up, and a cold tone sounded: "What are you doing?"

Nan Jia quickly shook off William Desen's hand, cursing inwardly for survival.

"Survival, are you dead? Don't know the reminder?"

Qiu Shengsheng didn't answer, so answering at this time is tantamount to scolding.

Hearing the cold and emotionless tone, William Desen immediately got up and protected Nan Jia behind him.

Seeing Williamson's frontal face, he narrowed his cold golden eyes slightly with disgust, and storms gathered in his eyes.

It's that person!He was the one who rescued Nanjia in his previous life!
Mo Yan's aura was fully released, and a strong sense of suffocation hit him.

The images of the previous life came frame by frame, and the image of Nanjia and the wild man in front of him joining hands to kill him was in his mind, and he refused to leave.

His golden eyes are already bloodthirsty, he wants the person in front of him to die!My heart was dug out like in my previous life!

Mo Yan was already insane, stupefied, and his body began to glow with blackness.

He quickly rushed in front of Williamson, stretched out his golden claws, and went straight to Williamson's chest.

William Desen was not a vegetarian either, he quickly unsheathed his sword and blocked Mo Yan's fatal blow.

The two fought, and Nanjia found a place where he could not get involved.

What should I do if the sword has no eyes and hurts myself?
Qiushengsheng yelled: "Nanjia, you hurry to stop it. We can't let Mo Yan kill William Desen."

"why?"

"Have you forgotten your character design? You are pure and kind and reluctant to step on an ant. Can you watch William Desen die in front of you? This does not fit your character design.

And Williamson is considered the stepson of this world's... um... luck, it's better to be alive. "

Nanjia ignored Qiushengsheng, if it didn't remind itself at the beginning, then it should not be able to hear it now.

Seeing Nanjia hanging high and looking at the more and more anxious battle, William Desen was about to be unable to hold on, so he shouted wisely in a hurry: "Nannan, you have violated the character design. It is necessary to deduct the baby."

Nan Jia was unhappy: "Why?"

"There is no reason, you hurry up."

Nanjia looked at the 'battlefield' that was so fierce that sparks had already flashed, and she was full of reluctance: "This dragon is fighting with a knight holding a long sword. What am I going to do? Isn't this courting death?"

His frail body looked like a constitution that could easily die.

Qiushengsheng disliked Nanjia's long-windedness, and it didn't know what she was worried about: "Hurry up, the master will not hurt you."

Nanjia bit the bullet and rushed to the 'battlefield', but Nanjia dared not start.

"Nan Nan, fly bravely!"

Nanjia rolled her eyes, it wasn't that her life was in danger.

Nanjia shouted loudly: "Stop, stop fighting."

The two froze for a moment, and William Desen was more determined to fight. The sword in his hand glowed coldly and stabbed at Mo Yan: "Princess, don't worry, I won't be hurt. I will bring you back to the palace."

Nanjia was really speechless. Not only could this person not understand human speech, but he could only repeat one sentence.

No wonder he was a stepson, not his biological son.

Mo Yan stretched out his hand to hold William Desen's sword, the sword pierced through the scales and pierced into the flesh, and bright red snowdrops fell to the ground along the sword.

The pain in his palm made Mo Yan even more excited, his eyes gleamed with a coquettish scarlet red light: "Nanjia, get out of the way. I must execute this wild man today."

"Crack, dang." The sword was broken by Mo Yan forcefully, and he threw it on the ground ruthlessly, dyeing the small piece of ground red.

Mo Yan didn't seem to feel the pain at all, he smiled maniacally and looked at Williamson who was stunned by the broken sword.

Mo Yan's sharp claws stab at William Desen. William Desen is the source of his pain. As long as he dies, he can return to normal.

Survival has already jumped up anxiously: "Nanjia, hurry up, William Desen is going to die!!!"

For your own baby, go!
Nanjia rushed forward, pulled William Desen's collar to the side and just missed Mo Yan's paw.

Looking at Nanjia's actions, Qiushengsheng complained: "You are so cowardly, you are always in front of others in TV dramas. You just push and pull? You are too perfunctory."

"Shut up." What if Mo Yan couldn't hold back his strength and really hurt himself?I'm not stupid, and I'm working hard for a stranger?
"Nanjia, do you want to save him?"

The deep voice sounded a little creepy in the cave, and Nan Jia trembled in fright.

Mo Yan saw Nan Jia's actions, he straightened up, his eyes were deep, with a deep and frightening cold light shining.

The bottom of the eyes is like a cold pool, with strands of yin and prey rising.That dark emotion seemed to swallow Nanjia up.

Mo Yan stared at Nan Jia, and suddenly his expression changed. He sneered, his tone full of sarcasm: "Heh, Nan Jia, are you going to pick up a sword and stab me to death for him like in your last life? Hmm ?”

The previous generation?Stabbed?

I fuck?what's the situation?
Nanjia's eyes widened, and she panicked a lot. She called out for Survival: "Fuck, Fuck, Survival, what's going on? What's going on?"

Qiu Shengsheng tried to remove the sweat from his face with his hands, and it was also frightened to death.

How is this still a reborn lord?
Qiu Shengsheng had a dog-legged smile on his face, and his small mouth was so sweet that it would die: "Nan Nan is the smartest cub in the God Realm, so he must be able to handle this situation by himself, right. Think of a way, I... I will ...I'm counting on you."

Mo Yan approached Nan Jia step by step, the golden dragon's head pressed against Nan Jia's forehead, and a cold breath came over him.A voice that seemed to come from the underworld slowly sounded: "Nanjia, I'm right here. I won't hide. I'm waiting for you to kill me. Come here."

　Hahaha, here comes the exciting scene.

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