Quick Wear: Who Let a Three-Year-Old Save the World?

"Come, Miaomiao, drink some water." Daphne's face was red, which reminded Miaomiao of the red fruit she had eaten before.

Taking the bowl from Daphne, Miaomiao looked at the bubbling green solution inside, and the whole dragon felt unwell.

Well, this...

Miaomiao is a dragon, not a fool.

It's so obvious that you're drugging me. Are you really not going to think about it again?

"Awoo awoo." Master Witch, does Miaomiao really want to drink this?

Seeing the doubt in Miaomiao's eyes, Daphne also gave up and sat directly on a chair beside her, with the word decadence written all over her body.

She said she was not suitable for lying.

But Daphne couldn't tell the little dragon what she wanted to do.

Pursing her lips, Daphne said dryly, "Anyway, it's not to harm you."

"Drink."

She didn't poison.

The system secretly tested it and confirmed that there was indeed no problem for Miaomiao's body. Then it said, "Drink it, Miaomiao."

It just affects other people's judgment. However, this is not within the scope of the system's consideration.

Miaomiao has full trust in Uncle System.

Miaomiao stretched out her little nose and sniffed it. The next second, she gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and swallowed it down with one gulp.

The green potion flowed down Miaomiao's throat.

I licked my lips and it tasted not bad.

Miaomiao burped and handed the bowl back to Daphne.

"Ouch."

Look, Miaomiao drank it all.

Nodding, Daphne was never good at speaking, but seeing Miaomiao's face that was begging for praise, Daphne blushed and tried hard to force out a sentence, "You are such an amazing little dragon cub."

Although he didn't say anything, the wagging tail let Daphne know that the little dragon was very happy.

It was worth it for her to make the potion, which blocked the blood connection between the group of stinky dragons and the little dragon cub.

Daphne hardened her heart and avoided looking at Miaomiao's cute little appearance.

She was a cold-blooded witch. She just wanted to keep her so that she could get the treasure from her, not because she was reluctant to give up the little dragon cub.

Right, that is it.

Thinking of this, the heat on Daphne's face gradually faded away.

I’m so full.

Miaomiao drank a bellyful of broth and a bowl of unknown medicine.

Now Miaomiao was lying on the rattan chair, not wanting to move even a paw.

Longlong, I have lost my dream now.

Frank had heard of the witch Daphne, but had never seen her.

However, he doesn't sound like a good person.

Frank quickened his pace, worried that their fragile little cub would fall into the hands of the witch.

With this worry, Frank kept calling Miaomiao in the dragon clan's way.

Little dragon, where are you?

As they walked into the pine forest, Frank noticed that the breath of the little dragon cub was getting stronger.

Looking at the scattered red fruits on the ground, Frank raised his hand to pick up one, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

Their weak and pitiful little dragon cub was actually eating this kind of fruit in the wild before he arrived.

Frank had only one thought: it was too tragic, the kind that would make even a dragon want to cry.

His dragon cub, he was too late.

Just when Frank was extremely upset, Daphne appeared in front of him quietly.

Changing her voice, Daphne hid her face behind a black robe.

A hoarse and old voice sounded, "Long, why did you come to Risong Forest?"

Daphne pretended to be serious, even though she knew the truth.

Looking up, Frank immediately put away the expression on his face, and looked at the legendary witch in a very defiant manner.

"Have you seen our dragon cubs?"

In someone else's territory, Frank finally controlled his temper.

Daphne clenched her wand, she knew that this stinky dragon was here to look for the little dragon.

"Not sure, I don't have what you're looking for."

"Don't disturb my peace, go away."

After saying that, Daphne wanted to drive Frank away, and it seemed that she was quite eager to do so.

Frank narrowed his eyes slightly, and his intuition told him that something was not right.

He is just impulsive, but not stupid.

"Wait." Frank called out to the witch.

"In that case, can I go back with you, witch, to take a look?"

"If you really don't have what I'm looking for, Frank will apologize to you."

Daphne pursed her lips tightly under the black robe, and she looked a little anxious.

No, although he should take the little dragon cub back, it’s definitely not now.

"Okay," Daphne said in a hoarse voice.

Frank extended his hand and very gentlemanly made way to let Daphne go first.

Daphne walked in front, feeling uneasy, and just hoped that Simon could be more reliable.

Following the witch, Frank did not forget to feel the breath of the little dragon.

Why is it getting weaker and weaker?

Frank frowned, very confused.

Suddenly, a breeze blew through the forest, and along with it came the scent of the little dragon cub.

"Witch, I have something else to do, so I won't go."

As he spoke, Frank excitedly transformed into his original form and flew away directly following the smell.

"Huh." Daphne breathed a sigh of relief as she watched Frank leave.

Fortunately, she had removed the scent of the little dragon from her body in advance, otherwise she would not have been able to deceive Frank.

In addition, she asked her crow Simon to fly to another place with the leaves that Miaomiao had just covered her belly, which led Frank away.

A crow had just been restored to its original state by its owner, but was kicked out to work again without stopping.

While flying, Simon kept muttering, "Why are you bullying a crow like me?"

"Oh, my Lord, you must have been bewildered by that little dragon."

"Oh my god, this is such sad news."

The little dragon cub is not as cute as it.

Simon said this, but he did not forget Daphne's instructions.

He worked tirelessly to place the leaf in the palace of the Orlant Kingdom, and then flew back leisurely.

Miaomiao had no idea that there was a dragon outside, looking for her like crazy.

Except for Frank, all the dragons who received the faint aura chose to put aside what they were doing and go and pick up the cubs first, no matter how far away they were.

Then, you will see that the goblins who are trying to steal the gems realize that the dragon is not chasing them.

Goblin: Wait, there's bombs in here.

The goblin was afraid of retaliation and rushed to send the gems back.

The dragons that had challenged each other to a fight shook hands and made peace, but it couldn’t really be considered a fight. Anyway, they stopped fighting for now.

Wait a minute, this is it.

Frank rushed straight into the Orlant Palace, "Tell me, who hid my dragon cub."

Old King Orlante was so frightened that he fell off his throne. "What?"

This is a disaster sent from heaven.