One Piece: I am a Celestial Dragon

The west balcony of Constantine's house.

The Iranian Saint leaned on the guardrail of the balcony, the sea breeze gently caressing the hair on his forehead, and the afterglow of the setting sun reflected his cheeks.

There seemed to be fire burning on the line between the sea and the sky in the distance. The Iranian Saint squinted his eyes and looked directly at the sun, his eyes blurred and sad.

Shock! Why does the Iranian Saint, who is beaten every day, look so relaxed today? Is it the distortion of human nature, or is it

Because today is a special day.

At this time, 4 months have passed since Iran Saint initially mastered paper painting.

Just today, Iran Saint has initially mastered all six naval styles, and the body of Tucao has been integrated with 100 points of energy. Even vaguely, Iran Saint felt that he had touched the two-color domineering force.

The Body of Tucao is really a magical skill. With the exploration of Iran Sheng, Iran Sheng discovered that the energy of Tucao not only blessed the body's abilities in all directions, but also focused on strengthening his recovery ability and ability to resist blows.

The Iranian Saint once again felt that he had achieved great success, just like the Shilipo Sword Master.

To put it simply, the Iranian holy skin is tight, no, it is swollen.

By the way, in the past four months, our Iranian Saint players' results have been very stable, and they still maintain a winning rate of 0%.

People with this kind of mentality will inevitably have a somewhat literary and artistic style.

Just like the current Iranian Saint

Iran Saint felt that he had changed. When I came to this world, I never changed the world, but I was changed by it first.

The most significant change is that Iranian saints are now becoming more and more self-centered.

I have been here for half a year and have met many people.

But only a few people can remember his appearance. It's not that he's face-blind, but that he doesn't know when the Iranian Saint also started to ignore others.

It doesn’t matter what experiences others have had, what they look like, or what their names are.

The Iranian Saint has begun to ignore this, and he has to kneel down to talk to me, the Great Iranian Saint, anyway.

This is not the idea of ​​Iran Saint, but the subconscious thought of Iran Saint.

In the daily worship of others, the Iranian saint was changed and gradually lost himself.

"Hiss~" Thinking of this, Iran Saint took a breath. It's impossible to guard against it. The Tianlong people are really ill-fated.

And this energy of complaining

Four months ago, there were 3517 points. Four months later, there were only 8152 points.

Although I usually complain about the system being a scam, even though it is indeed rubbish.

But Iran Sheng still knows the power of the Tucao system, but it is a pity that he met a master like himself who is a Tianlong.

Iran Saint pays for it at your own expense. If you got this system in a college dormitory in your previous life, you would still be able to practice the Sixth Form of the Navy with a hammer.

I have long since punched a monster with one punch, killed a mud horse with two punches, and opened up a new world with three punches. How could he be beaten by Hancock like rbq every day.

"Master Iran, you are here. What? Are you finally afraid of the duel and starting to run away?"

Just when Iran Saint was thinking wildly, Hancock's voice came from behind. After getting along for a long time, Hancock could no longer be frightened by the majesty of the Iranian Saint.

"Ku-chan, look, the sea in this world is also very beautiful." The Iranian Saint sighed.

"Yeah," Hancock said even though he didn't know what the Iranian Saint was doing wrong.

"I heard that the pirate king Roger's words before his execution caused the body of the sea man to sink into the sea. But even so, there are still countless people yearning for him. These people must have had a difficult and beautiful youth."

The Iranian Saint continued to sigh.

"Yeah!" Perhaps it was Iran Saint's words that brought back Hancock's memories, and Hancock nodded heavily.

"Hey, Hancock, what would you do if you returned to a pirate ship one day?"

Iran Saint finally stopped looking directly at the sun and turned his head to look at Hancock. The rays of the setting sun shone on half of his face and buried the other half in shadow.

"I will work hard to become the captain of the Nine Snakes Pirates! I will also be the empress of Amazon Lily!" Hancock replied without thinking.

"That's great, Hancock." Iran Saint said in a low voice.

"Hey~ why do you say that?" Hancock asked curiously.

After hearing this, Saint Iran suddenly turned around, faced Hancock, opened his arms, and said excitedly

"Hancock! Look, what's the difference between you and me?!"

Hancock was also frightened by such an excited Iranian saint.

He stretched his neck and looked at Iran Saint carefully. After thinking for a long time, he spoke with difficulty.

"Are you short and ugly?"

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The Iranian saint was stunned by her shocking remarks and did not understand why Hancock was blind at such a young age.

After pondering for a long time, he said in a low tone

"Hancock, I often hear a saying, don't lose your life at the starting line. But do you understand the pain of being born on the finishing line and having to wait?"

The philosophical remarks successfully moved Hancock, he tilted his head and thought for a while before saying

"People who die at birth should not feel much pain."

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Hancock's words were like a heavy punch in the face. Iran Saint covered his chest, staggered back a few steps, and then managed to stand still.

After stabilizing his body, Iran Saint spoke again.

"Hancock, you have been in my house for so long, but have you ever seen me do anything serious?"

"But aren't you practicing?"

"Cultivation is not serious business"

"But it's very important to me." After saying this, Hancock tilted his head and smiled sweetly, with a blush on Bai Jiu's face.

The Iranian saint was stunned. This smile was enough to penetrate the iron stone and melt the ice. It is like the drizzle of spring, nourishing the dry heart of the Iranian Saint.

Then, Hancock said shyly with a soft voice.

"Because it feels good to beat you, no, no, I mean it's fun to fight you."

"Pfft~" Iran Saint spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

"It feels good to beat me, right? Because it comes from the heart, so I let it slip. Give me back the emotion, Hundan" Ding, complaining energy 233

He made a rant and gave himself a sip. The strong Iranian Saint did not fall, and then he said in a disgusting tone

"I'm practicing just because I don't want to be a slave, especially a stupid slave like you who is stupid and can argue, hum!"

"Hey, Ethan, what do you want to say today?" Hancock did not answer, but suddenly became serious.

Why does it feel like the rhythm is completely in Hancock's hands? Iran Sheng complained silently in his heart. But still serious

"Hancock, I feel like I've been abandoned by this world."

"Why do you say that?" Hancock asked cooperatively.

"Now, you see, whether it's pirates, navy, revolutionary army, underground organizations, or even bounty hunters, no matter how they live, they all have their own things to do."

The Iranian Holy Organization spoke for a while and then said

"Each of them has their own mission. Even if they die next moment, they will stick to their dreams."

Speaking of this, Iran Saint's tone gradually became lower.

"They all know what they want and who they want to be. Whether their ideas are noble or dirty, they have something to do."

"And all of this seems to have nothing to do with me. Even beggars who are inferior to ordinary people all have longing for tomorrow, and I"

Iran Saint's voice was whimpering.

"No, it should be said that we Tianlong people look at other Tianlong people who are obese. I don't want to be like that, but what kind of person do I want to be in the future?"

The Iranian Saint finished this sentence with trembling all over, and the second half of the sentence almost roared towards the sea.

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