Rebirth of the Substitute Male Concubine

The dragon's blood splashed all over Xue Wuchi's body, and his eyes were also splashed red by the dragon's blood. Fortunately, there was no red in Xue Wuchi's eyes at this time, and there was a sharp ups and downs. Because of the effect of the two wooden needles, the arc of the dragon's struggle was different. big.

With a "hiss" sound, a transparent dragon tendon landed on Xue Wuchi's hand.

"Ah" the dragon's tendons were pulled out alive, Jiaolong yelled in pain, the whole dragon body twisted crazily, one force not only broke free from the restraint of the little dragon, but also threw Xue Wuchi and the two wooden needles on the dragon's tail down.

"Xue Wuchi" looked at Xue Wuchi who was holding a sword in his left hand and a dragon tendon in his right hand, but fell directly like a kite with a broken string, Nangong Chenli immediately turned around and got up.

"Jue, save him for me."

Nangong Chenli's reaction was quick, but not as fast as Xue Wuchi's falling speed, Nangong Chenli immediately thought of the trick.

Hu Nangong Chenli heaved a sigh of relief, he saw that Xue Wuchi's descent had slowed down, Nangong Chenli took a breath, and flew towards the direction where Xue Wuchi fell.

The human hero saves the beauty, the beauty lands on the ground, the hero hugs him by the waist, and the two fall from mid-air, the scene is extremely beautiful.But now that Nangong Chenli is the hero who rescues Xue Wuchi, the man who fell from mid-air, the picture is even more beautiful.

Although they didn't land on the ground in a whirl, the two hugged each other tightly. The black clothes were handsome and noble, and the white clothes were handsome and gorgeous. In this blood-red scene, the two of them were definitely a stunning scenery. After falling vertically, One stands above the water with strength.

"Are you OK."

"I'm fine, don't worry."

With the same voice, they were able to stand firm, but the two looked at each other at the same time, and spoke at the same time.

Xiangshen smiled, his mind was settled, he nodded slowly, and then looked at the little Shenlong who was fighting against Jiaolong.

Nangong Chenli was extremely worried when he saw the little Shenlong in mid-air with a vigorous posture. The identity of the little Shenlong was still leaked, and now the little Shenlong was in great danger.

They were not afraid that the people of Zhongzhou would discover the existence of the little dragon, but they were afraid that the dragon and phoenix tribes in the prehistoric land or other races they did not know would discover the existence of the little dragon.

The little dragon is still not strong enough. To deal with a dragon, you have to pull the tiger skin of the sacred silver dragon to scare the dragon to have a chance of winning.

"It's going to be fine." Xue Wuchi's body is very weak, but no matter how weak he is, he will stand up straight, but beside Nangong Chenli, Xue Wuchi didn't force himself, Xue Wuchi leaned lightly on Nangong Chen Li stood up, held Nangong Chenli's hand and pressed it lightly, comforting Nangong Chenli.

Even if something happens, they are still there, so don't worry.

Nangong Chenli nodded. The identity of Little Shenlong will be known sooner or later, but it's still too early.

At this time, the dragon's tendons were stripped, and it kept twitching in mid-air. The little dragon just took this opportunity to beat the dragon dizzy with one claw after another.

"Bastard, you are simply a newly hatched dragon. You are not my opponent at all. You are here to scare me."

Jiaolong was beaten by Xiao Yinlong until he had only one breath left, and this breath was unwilling, unwilling.

He was deceived. The Jiaolong who had lived for nearly a thousand years was deceived by a little dragon who had just grown up and was not yet a hundred years old.Even if the opponent has the blood of the sacred silver dragon, but the opponent does not have the strength to exert the power of the sacred silver dragon.

No wonder the silver dragon was arrogantly guarding it as soon as it came up, no wonder the power of the phoenix rage was not enough, Jiaolong thought that the opponent wanted to spare his life, but it turned out that the opponent could not display the true strength of the phoenix rage.

Jiaolong has the heart to kill him. According to his strength, he will win, but he is afraid of left and right, and missed the best opportunity. Now even if he knows that the opponent is not as strong as himself, he can draw the dragon. The tendon was injured again, and it was not the opponent's strength at all.

Little Shenlong didn't care about the excuses made by losers like Jiaolong. Being proud of Shenlong didn't mean that Shenlong was arrogant and thought that playing tricks was not the right way.

In the eyes of the little dragon, if you win, you win, and if you lose, you lose. It is useless to make excuses. The little dragon stood in the air, opened its mouth and breathed out the dragon's breath, and said to the dragon who collapsed in the sea of ​​blood: "Dragon, dragon!" You can die if your tendons are in your hands."

The little dragon stretched out its claws, ready to slap the dragon to death, but at this moment Nangong Chenli suddenly spoke.

"Wait a moment."

The dragon's claws of the little dragon had already pressed on the top of Jiaolong's head. At this moment, Jiaolong was paralyzed in the sea of ​​blood, and the Jiaolong had no ability to resist at all. Hearing Nangong Chenli's words, the little godlong reduced his strength, without a single claw to hold him back. Jiaolong was shot to death.