One Piece: I am a Celestial Dragon

Just when Iran Saint smiled and fed three little lolita, feeding?

Forget it, anyway, when Iran Saint was smiling and watching the three little lolita eat, Tedalaf came behind Iran Saint.

"Master, everything has been taken care of."

Looking at the three cute little lolita, and then at Tedalaf's face full of flesh, the Iranian Saint nodded in disgust.

"Master, don't the three of them need to be branded?"

"Well, no need, I have other arrangements."

While the two were talking, the three Hancock sisters stopped chewing, raised their heads and looked at the two timidly, with tears shining in their eyes.

"Tedalaf, go and ask someone to prepare some food and bring it over."

"No, no," before Tedalaf could speak, a trembling voice came.

The three little lolita hugged each other and leaned on the corner, their petite bodies trembling.

"Go, Tedalaf. By the way, prepare four sets of tableware." The Iranian Saint waved his hand.

"Yes, Master." Tedalaf walked out of the room.

Iran Sheng looked at the three people hugging each other in confusion.

What's going on? He was fine just now. It must be because Tedalaff is too ugly.

Little did they know that in the eyes of the three lolita, someone was already a pervert who tried his best to play with them.

Iran Saint walked over, leaned over and picked up the plate of snacks with one hand, and tugged on Hancock's arm with the other.

No matter how hard he tried, Hancock didn't dare to resist. He was successfully dragged to the chair by Iran Saint.

"Sit down, you two too."

Iran Sheng tapped Erlang's legs and looked at the three little lolita opposite him. Seeing their timid expressions, he became very playful.

Well, the food is not ready yet anyway, so idle time is idle time. Interaction is conducive to harmony. That's right, that's it. I'm not trying to make fun of you or anything.

The conscience of the Iranian saint was thus appeased

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Constantine Iran. I am a Celestial Dragon. Do you understand Celestial Dragon? A very fierce and fierce kind!"

"Yeah." The three little lolita nodded quickly.

"Very good, do what I say, do you understand?"

"Uh-huh"

"name?"

"Boya Hancock." "Boya Sundasonia" "Boya Marigold"

"gender?"

"Ok?"

"gender!"

Hancock glanced at the two sisters, as if conveying some kind of message with his eyes. Seeing Hancock's eyes, the two sisters nodded.

"Male" "Male" "Female"

"Hey~Sister Hancock, is Sister Sandasonia actually the elder brother?" Before Iran Saint could speak, the youngest Marigold shouted in surprise.

"Pfft~" Iran Saint laughed, "Are you idiots? Hahahahaha."

The situation is like this. Hancock's eyes said, "This guy actually asked for gender. He seems to be an idiot. Let's lie to him."

Sundar Sonia Okay.

Marigold is eating braised pork tonight? OK!

"Yeah~" "It hurts!"

The Iranian saint stood up and flicked the foreheads of the two little lolita with his fingers.

"Don't lie to me, idiot, okay." Ignoring Hancock's bulging cheeks, he continued to ask.

"age?"

"12" "11" "9"

The Iranian Saint wanted to continue to say something, but the meal was already ready.

Five young ladies pushed the dining cart into the room, placed the food on the table, and then bowed and left.

"Eat." The Iranian Saint said as he ate the food and saw that the three girls in front of him did not move.

"This is the farewell meal," Hancock said through gritted teeth, biting his lower lip and trying not to shed tears.

"Cough~cough~" Iran Saint choked.

"I heard it's called Zhuangxing Wine." Sanda Sonia.

"Hey, who did you hear this from?" Ding, Tucao Energy 30

"That's right, second sister, this is the dinner to hell given by the devil." Hancock said.

"As expected of the future empress, there will always be unscrupulous people who want to harm me." Ding, complaining energy 60

"Why is there no braised pork?" This is Marigold

"Damn it, what do you think? Which of these dishes is not better than braised pork?" Ding, the energy of complaining is 100

"I don't want to die yet, sister Hancock, wuwu" Sandasonia finally shed two lines of tears of regret.

"Hey, can you hear me? Why do you regret it?" Ding, Tucao Energy 233

Iran Saint sat up straight, trying to look taller, put down the tableware in his hand and said

"Hmph, humble slave, eat the dinner I have prepared for you so kindly, and die with gratitude! Hahaha"

"Uh-huh." Hancock couldn't stop crying anymore.

Tears fell down pat~ pata~. Hancock ate three large bowls with tears in his eyes

"follow me."

After eating, the Iranian Saint said this.

The three girls lowered their heads and gritted their teeth without saying a word.

He led them out of the room, turned left, turned right, and came to the training room.

That's right, it's the training room. As an Iranian saint who is determined not to be the stinky young man of today, he is certainly synonymous with diligence.

The huge training room is equipped with all kinds of equipment, and the thick dust on the equipment tells the story of their extraordinary experiences.

In the center of the training room, there is an approximately 80 square meter arena.

Iran Saint walked quickly onto the ring, turned back and pointed at Hancock and said

"Come and learn!"

"Are you sure? Nine Snakes' warriors will never show mercy!" Hancock replied stubbornly, although he was surprised.

"Huh, of course I'm sure. Not only do I not need to show mercy, I even want to increase my bets."

"What bet?" Hancock asked curiously.

"If you lose, sleep with me!"

Damn, disgusting Celestial Dragons, but I won’t lose. Hancock thought silently in his heart and asked through gritted teeth.

"Then I won?"

"Huh? How could you win?" Iran Saint was a little surprised, thought for a moment and then said

"Then you win, I'll sleep with you." Iran Saint spread his hands.

Hancock gritted his teeth and his eyes were red.

Seeing Hancock's happy look, Saint Iran felt warm in his heart, so he smiled and said

"If you don't want to, your two sisters will be sent to my bed tonight. Hey hey~ Xi Liu."

Don't get me wrong, Iran Saint, who is only 11 years old, can't do anything, so he doesn't have any indescribable thoughts at all.

Everything he does is to supervise each other and make progress together. Well, there is absolutely nothing to do with this. Anyway, the young Iranian saint has a very simple mind.

But it is true that Iran Sheng feels that he will not lose. Maybe the empress will be very strong in the future, but now she is just a little loli in the final analysis.

Moreover, the Iranian saint is a systematic man after all. No matter how unreliable the complaining system is, it is still systematic. The energy of complaining is very strong in anime.

The purpose of Iran Saint coming here today is also to verify how strong he is!

Maybe he could take out a 40-meter sword and allow Hancock to run 38765 meters first, hehehe.

When Hancock, in shirt and shorts, faced off in the ring with Irani Saint, who was wearing a silver-white nightgown.

The collision between the strong men and the mutual anxiety caused the entire training room to be shrouded in a chilling atmosphere.

This is destined to be a battle between dragons and tigers!

really

3 seconds later

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa," Hancock knelt down on the ring and howled, his left arm hanging down weakly, tears of regret in his eyes. She may be surprised by Iran Sheng's strength.

And her right hand was constantly pressing the Iranian saint, crying in her mouth

"Please, please don't die, wuwuwu"

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