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

It doesn't matter, soon they will no longer be trash, but just a pile of corpses.

Before Thurman could understand what was happening, he saw a group of people suddenly rushing out, wearing masks on their faces, and they stabbed him with swords.

Until his death he never understood what had happened.

The guards dealt with these parasites quickly and efficiently, and did not forget to take care of the after-sales service. They dug a pit and threw the people in one by one.

Let's go.

On the way back, Miaomiao still puffed up her cheeks and glanced at Carlos from time to time, as if she was afraid that her beautiful princess would disappear.

"What's wrong."

For the first time, Carlos cared about the emotions of the person next to him, uh, the dragon next to him.

Shaking her head, Miaomiao was still a little angry, "Miaomiao is regretting it."

What are you regretting? Carlos' expression suddenly turned cold. Are you regretting kidnapping him?

Thinking of this, a hint of madness flashed in Carlos' eyes, as if if the little dragon's answer could not satisfy him, then they should go to hell together.

It feels good to let him kidnap you instead, doesn't it?

Not realizing the danger, Miaomiao sighed, a little regretful, "I didn't burn all his pants."

Let him go back naked and shameful.

Humph, she is so vicious, isn’t she? She scared you, my beautiful princess.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Carlos standing there in a daze.

That's it? ? ?

This method is probably not even one-tenth as cruel as his. What's more, if nothing unexpected happened, everyone would be dead by now.

If anyone dares to touch her princess, Miaomiao will make him know how powerful Lord Dragon is.

Clenching his claws, Miao Miao began to hook left and right, "Hey ha."

"Hit him."

Carlos looked at Miaomiao's lively and energetic appearance and couldn't help but smile along with her. The coldness in his eyes completely disappeared.

"Daphne, come out quickly." Frank rushed in.

As soon as he opened Daphne's door, a strange fragrance made Frank stop in his tracks.

Simon stood on the branch and hopped, "Three, two, one."

Frank didn't understand what was going on. "Where's the witch? I have—"

"fall."

As Simon's voice fell, Frank fell straight down.

Flying around the stupid dragon, Simon kept shouting, "Idiot, idiot."

"Poisoned, poisoned."

Suddenly, the piece of cloth that Simon used to cover his nose fell lightly onto Frank.

Simon was instantly furious and let out a short cry, "Ah!!!"

After saying that, he stiffened his body and fell beside Frank.

The ridicule was excessive.

Simon’s last thought was, oh my god, the car has overturned.

Master, please come back and get it.

Daphne was so absorbed in collecting herbs that she had no idea that a dragon and a crow had been poisoned in her house.

After a long while, until the evening, Daphne slowly walked back.

As soon as she opened the door, Daphne keenly sensed that something was wrong in the room.

Reaching out her wand, Daphne assumed a fighting stance, but to her surprise, she saw Frank lying unconscious on the ground.

How could he be here, Miaomiao?

Daphne, who was full of doubts, walked to the pile of bottles and jars without stopping and picked out a dark purple bottle.

Uncorking the bottle, Daphne placed it under Frank's nose.

By the way, he smashed the empty bottle on Simon.

"Ouch." Who attacked it?

Simon opened his eyes cursing, and when he saw who was in front of him, he flapped his wings and tried to run.

Fortunately, Daphne's attention is not there now. Looking at Frank, Daphne asked, "What are you doing here?"

Why is Miaomiao nowhere to be seen?

Hearing this, Frank immediately said anxiously, "Miao Miao is gone."

what.

After listening to Frank's explanation, Daphne's face looked very ugly.

How could a healthy little dragon be lost just like that?

But she also knew that now was not the time to blame anyone.

Taking out the magic ball, Daphne chanted a spell that Frank couldn't understand.

Soon, along with the turbulence of water ripples, the magic ball began to reveal a faint figure.

The two of them stood in front of the magic ball and happened to see Miaomiao holding the hand of an extremely delicate and beautiful woman.

Wait, who is this person?

Frank and Daphne both saw confusion in each other's eyes.

The good news is that the cub has been found and appears to be safe.

The bad news is, who can tell them who that woman is? Who is she!!!

Based on the scene displayed on the magic ball, Daphne roughly deduced their location.

"Miao Miao should be near Reska now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Frank flew into the air and spread his wings.

Before Daphne could finish, Frank's anxious voice came from the sky, "Thank you very much. I will thank you again when I find Miaomiao."

Looking at the pile of glittering things on the table, Daphne thought, who would care.

However, he was very honest and took the gem.

She doesn't like it, but it's okay to keep it for Miaomiao.

But couldn't the dragon wait for her for a while?

She wants to go too.

Daphne was indignant

"Ouch."

Miaomiao took a bite of meat with her left hand and a bite of bread with her right hand. She ate with great relish, which prompted Carlos to eat more as well.

After eating, Miaomiao patted the seat beside her and said, "Princess, come and sleep with me."

"I'll tell you a story."

Carlos: ...

Carlos pursed his lips and remained silent, revealing that he felt extremely complicated.

After an inner struggle, Carlos still lay down beside Miaomiao.

Fortunately, the carriage they bought was big enough to accommodate one man and one dragon.

As soon as Carlos lay down, a soft little dragon cub appeared in his arms.

"Princess, Miaomiao will treat you well."

As Miaomiao spoke, her little tail waggled along with her words.

"Yeah." Carlos replied indifferently and reached out to play with her tail.

"Didn't you say you wanted to tell a story?"

Go ahead and let him listen to what this little dragon cub can say.

Looking at Carlos' profile, Miaomiao smiled and seemed to have a plan.

"Once upon a time there was a mountain, in the mountain there was a temple, in the temple there was an old monk..."

This cycle continued over and over again until Carlos was no longer able to deal with it.

"So, what is a temple?"

What is the old monk?

The answer to his question was the little dragon's even breathing.

Never mind, it doesn’t matter if there is no answer.

Holding Miaomiao in his arms, Carlos, who was not sleepy at all, gradually fell asleep.

Little did they know that someone was almost broken.

Holding the magic ball, Daphne looked at the scene of a man and a dragon sleeping in each other's arms, and raised her head quietly.

"Simon, you said that people say I'm a wicked witch, so—"

"Is it normal for me to poison someone to death?"

Simon huddled himself into a ball after hearing this, "Master, I don't think the little dragon cub will like you doing this."

"Yes."

"Forget it then." Daphne still felt a little regretful.