The father of the child wants to have a relationship with me

It wasn't until the moment he was caught by Dikalai that Buvitan felt his rapidly draining vitality. He saw Xiao Yi with flustered eyes and dazed eyes in his arms, and Buvitan's white beard curled up, and he trembled a bit. Xiao Yi showed a kind and reassuring smile, "Grandpa is fine. Grandpa just suddenly lacks strength. Just wait a while." As he said, Buvitan quickly pressed Xiao Yi's neck on the back of his neck, making Xiao Yi She fell asleep directly in his arms.

Holding Xiaoyi in his arms, Buvitan suddenly didn't dare to look at Dikale's face, but the rapidly draining vitality reminded him that time was running out.

Buvitan tried his best to hold up a bright smile on his wrinkled old face. He saw Dikalai's pale face and the dazed look in his brown pupils, and the smile on Buvitan's face couldn't hold back.

For so many years, in the face of this situation, his mousse will always be at a loss subconsciously.

He obviously needs to be well protected, but unfortunately his strength is too weak.

What to do, his mousse is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, but his heart is gentler than anyone else, softer than anyone else... His mousse is about to cry... what should I do?

He really can't help it...

Could he lie to him like he did to Xiao Yi?

No way, his mousse has grown up...it can't be fooled anymore.

He was such a bad grandpa.

Buvitan had seen the gray eyes, which showed extreme distress and guilt, and the old voice was deeply apologetic, "Mousse... I'm sorry, this happened to you again, it used to be Grandpa is not good, grandpa apologizes to you, I'm sorry, this kind of thing happened to you again... I'm really sorry, you tell Xiao Yi, grandpa went to a far, far away place to catch him a live Little blue pig...Grandpa is really happy today...Promise grandpa not to be sad, don't cry, grandpa has already lived enough...Grandpa's little mousse...don't cry..."

"do not Cry……"

Looking at Buvitan who was gradually losing his life, Dikale lost his mind for a moment, and he called out blankly, "Grandpa?"

Silently.

……

"grandfather?"

Dicari's brown pupils gradually deepened, and there was a vortex inside. Where is Grandpa's voice?

can't hear...

Where did Grandpa's voice go?

How about his unsmiling, unlovable grandpa who always secretly slandered him when he grew up?

What about the grandpa who always fantasized about putting him in the time pocket and turning him into a baby and holding him in his arms?

Where did Grandpa's voice go?

?

It seems that it has been a long time, and it seems that there is only a moment. Dikale's pupils shrink slightly, looking at the silent Buvitan in his arms, looking at his messy white hair, and looking at his closed eyes.

Grandpa died?

so dead?

Dikale's hands trembled a little, he opened his mouth, his eyes were red, but he... didn't cry.

He... was expressionless.

However, the silver dragon coiled on his body suddenly flew up with teeth and claws, its long beard fluttered, its scales stood up, its lantern-sized eyes were full of bewilderment, anger, and sadness.

"On-on-on-"

The sound of the dragon's roar was huge, piercing through the clouds, and the sound hit the heart, making the listeners feel inexplicably sad and want to cry.

"Hahahaha—it's so interesting, hahahahahaha—so you can also be hysterical, hahahaha, although it's a little bit different from the preset one, it's fine if the old man dies, it barely achieves the dramatic effect I want , hahahahahaha—”

When everyone's emotions were affected by the sound of the dragon's chant and wanted to cry, only Mu Qing suddenly laughed loudly, and said while laughing, and shed tears of joy while smiling, "Sure enough, only when you are in pain can I double your pain." Feeling happy... the feeling is really addicting..."

"Painful, the more painful you are, the happier I will be..." Mu Qing suddenly shifted his gaze to Xiao Yi, who was sleeping in Buvitan's arms, killing this child, Mousse Dekalai will go crazy today drop?Mu Qing licked the corner of his mouth, and his heart was about to move. The black dragon coiled on his body showed a very evil light in a pair of cheerful lantern eyes. Suddenly, the black dragon flew out of Mu Qing with its teeth and claws. Probing towards Xiaoyi.

Dikale's cold eyes saw the black dragon claws protruding towards Xiaoyi.

"hold head high--"

The angry and sad silver dragon in the air suddenly let out an extremely angry cry. The angry flame seemed to be able to burn the sky and the earth. The white clouds floating around the dragon's body were quickly dyed in the color of flames. Roaring out of the lava, it rushed down from the clouds with a flame that could burn everything.

The huge head of the silver dragon, the mouth is wide open, exposing sharp and sharp fangs, the speed of the silver dragon is extremely fast, when the black dragon's claws are about to reach Xiaoyi, the silver dragon bites the black dragon's fangs ahead of time Neck, the thick white fangs pierced the neck of the black dragon, the black dragon groaned in pain, and retracted its claws, the body of the more than ten meters long dragon shrank in the air, rolling, but the silver dragon's lantern-like eyes were cold Incomparably, the dragon's mouth was always tightly biting the black dragon's neck, no matter how he rolled over, no matter how he swung the dragon's tail, the silver dragon would bite it firmly.

The black dragon screamed in pain, pain and panic appeared in the lantern's big eyes, the black dragon turned around and bit the silver dragon first, the silver dragon's giant claws suddenly pressed the black dragon's head, the silver dragon stretched its body and catapulted to the ground, booming ——Among the huge sound, the silver dragon pressed the head of the black dragon into the huge pit, swung the tail of the dragon, and yanked towards the body of the black dragon, two times and three times—bang bang bang, like the sound of steel colliding, The silver dragon was so ferocious that it forced the black dragon's huge body into the pit.

High and high... the black dragon howled, the extremely hard dragon body could not support the ferocious silver dragon, and the dragon body gradually showed a tendency to crack.

Every biting and lashing of the silver dragon was more like a vent of anger. When the black dragon was dying, the silver dragon bit the black dragon and dragged him out of the pit, and flew into the air. Its big lantern eyes stared coldly at the black dragon. Mu Qing, who was wearing a mask, tore the black dragon into pieces in front of Mu Qing.

The black dragon's body, which is harder than steel, was torn apart, and fell into the pit piece by piece... At the moment when the black dragon was torn apart, a stream of blood spilled from the corner of Mu Qing's mouth. Long smiled slightly with cold eyes, "It's so fierce...it's really...terrible."

Seeing that Mu Qing was injured, Kane subconsciously took a step towards him, but was stopped by Mu Qing's squinting gaze.

Mu Qing looked down on Kane, he looked at Dicari's cold pupils, at this moment the pain and sadness in Dicarai's eyes seemed to be hidden, and his brown pupils seemed to be unable to see the cold eyes Anger, but Mu Qing, who is very familiar with him, knows that Dikalai is not without anger, but that his anger has been compressed to the extreme, like an extremely high-temperature flame, no difference can be seen on the surface, but the moment he touches it But it can set people on fire.

"hold head high--"

A dragon chant resounded from Mu Qing's side again, a bigger black dragon coiled around Mu Qing's body, the dragon's head hung above Mu Qing's head, the moment the black dragon appeared, everyone present felt that the sky was getting darker, It seems that the clouds have thickened, and the clouds have become strange.

A terrifying coercion emanated from the black dragon. The black dragon's eyes, which were bigger than lanterns, stared at the silver dragon. In the next second, the silver dragon fell from the air and fell into the pit as if it had been hit by something. middle.

A chuckle came out from under the mask, Mu Qing said, "The black dragon just now is just the most useless one around me."

"Mousse DeCarai, what are you going to do now?"

The silver dragon that was smashed into the pit retreated from the emotions of the master Dikalei. It shook its head and flew up from the pit. However, the next second it was emitted by the black dragon on Mu Qing's body. Long Wei fell into the pit.

As if to humiliate Mousse DeCarai, Mu Qing asked the black dragon to press the flying silver dragon into the bottom of the pit over and over again, each time being heavier than the last one.

From the bottom of the pit, Yinlong howled in defiance, with anger and grievance in his voice.

"Hehe... It's actually a young dragon who just grew up. It fits so well with you just now. You two have a good relationship... In that case, the black dragon... tore it up." Mu Qing couldn't wait to see Mousse Dikale's pain eyes.

The black dragon jumped up from Mu Qing and flew towards the silver dragon at the bottom of the pit.

At this moment, a huge dragon's head protruded from the pit, stared at the black dragon coldly, and said: "You stupid black dragon, it's not enough to bully the small with the big, and you actually want to tear my body!" child."

When the black dragon saw the dragon head protruding from the pit, its eyes bigger than the lantern suddenly showed a look of fear, and it bounced back behind Mu Qing. The whole dragon body was trembling. After the dragon head, the face under the mask became ugly, "Dragon head?"

"Slap!" A loud slap sounded, just the effect of a gust of wind, Mu Qing's entire head was slapped aside, and the mask on his face was not broken, but Mu Qing under the mask was shattered. The corners of his mouth were bleeding.

"Human, you just wanted to tear off my child?"

Feeling the huge coercion on his body, Mu Qing's eyes showed humiliation and unwillingness, and there was a crazy urge to destroy everything. When he returned to that world, he must kill the dragon head.

Mu Qing clenched his hands tightly and inserted his fingertips into his palms. He raised his head and said bitterly, "Since you choose to follow humans, you must be prepared to die. As the leader of the dragon, you should know this better than anyone else. Violating the contract and interfering in the battle?"

"Humans, if you don't have a contract, just because you want to tear up my child, that moment just now is not punishment but death."

"Humans... I don't care how you fight, the only thing is, you can't kill my child."

"It's not fair! You are helping him in disguise! You are interfering in the battle!"

Mu Qing was going crazy at this moment, it was obviously a good start... Can't hurt that silver dragon?If that silver dragon insisted on protecting Mousse DeCarai, then who could cross that silver dragon and hurt Mousse DeCarai?Unless you have the power to suppress the silver dragon with all your strength, kill Mousse Dekalai when the silver dragon reacts.

But this is also tantamount to offending the silver dragon in a disguised form. Seeing how well the silver dragon fits with Mousse DeCarai, whoever dares to hurt Mousse DeCarai will be punished by the silver dragon.

"Slap!" Another loud slap hit Mu Qing's face, his face was slapped to the other side by the dragon's head, and his cheeks were bleeding.

"Fairness? Human beings, I think you understand fairness best. You can only have it if the strong are willing to give it to you. You have never upheld fairness, so don't expect fairness to stand by your side. My child chooses him. This is fairness, you understand. huh? Don't hurt my child, it's a death warning."

Mu Qing was trembling with anger, but facing the tyrannical dragon head, there was nothing he could do for a while.

The silver dragon flew up from the pit, rubbed against the dragon's head, then glared at the black dragon who was a circle bigger than him behind Mu Qing with his lantern eyes, and howled at the dragon's head.

Although the language was barrier, everyone inexplicably understood at this moment. This Yinlong was complaining to his father.

Longshou looked at the black dragon with more and more cold eyes, "Stupid black dragon, are you going back with me by yourself, or are you going to die here immediately?"

After hearing the voice of the dragon head, the black dragon glanced at Mu Qing whose gray eyes were bloodshot with anger, fell silent for a while, and flew to the edge of the pit. Seeing the black dragon, the silver dragon raised its claw and gave the black dragon a claw. The black dragon did not dare to dodge, Hundreds of dragon scales were scraped off by the silver dragon, and the silver dragon flew to Dikalai with the bloody dragon scales scraped off from the black dragon.

The dragon head nodded towards Dikalai who was looking over, and then disappeared from the pit with the black dragon.

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"Longshou, you're going too far, I can't stand it anymore." An old voice sounded in the air, and a figure slowly emerged. He was completely dressed in black, with a wide black hood covering his face. He held a long sickle in his hand, and black air lingered around the sickle.

When this old man appeared, everyone present obviously felt uncomfortable, and his strength level was low. For example, His Majesty, the fat emperor of the Scarantu Empire, could not stand still. If it wasn't for the support of the bear on one side, he would have Ass sits on the ground.

The soldiers just glanced at the old man, and a sense of fear arose in their hearts. It was different from the feeling when they saw the dragon head just now. It was probably because the dragon head did not release coercion against them, and the old man obviously released his body belonging to the strong man indiscriminately. the momentum of the person.

"Longshou, if you don't speak, I'm going to make a move."

"Taking away the black dragon controlled his spirit-possessed channel. You weakened his strength like this, which is already interfering in the battle. Do you return his black dragon, free his spirit-possessed channel, or call your kid back? "

There was a moment of silence in the air.

Just when everyone was at a loss, an old and majestic voice suddenly came from the bottom of the pit where the dragon head and the black dragon disappeared just now, "You want to meddle in business?"

The old man shook his head, "I owed him a favor, and I just repaid it today."

"Should I agree?" The old and majestic voice sounded again, "What do you want?"

"I want to repay the favor, and if you want to block me, then start fighting. With my ability, it is still possible for him to open up a few channels for possessing spirits. At that time, no one of his peers will be able to suppress his strength."

"Are you threatening me?"

"It's not a threat. It's the fact. You can take advantage of the loopholes in the contract. My repayment of debts of favor is also within the contract's permission."

In the conversation between the two big guys, every word can be understood, but the combined meaning makes people confused?

——Where did the gods come from? The level of dialogue is too high, and these people have no access to similar secrets.

Mu Qing, who was the only one present who understood everything, saw the silent attitude of the dragon head, and his dark inner world suddenly cleared up a lot. Slightly tilted.

At this moment, Mu Qing frantically hoped that the dragon head would not agree, so that he would use this to gain great power.

Longshou was silent for a few seconds, and then made the most sensible choice, "Child... come back."

Hearing his father's call, the silver dragon glared at the old man in the air. The dragon's beard was flying. It looked at Dikalai, at Buvitan lying in Dikalai's arms, who was breathless, and saw lying on the ground. Little Yi in Buvitan's arms, and Dikalai's bewilderment, anger, and sadness just now were clearly reflected in its heart, and Yinlong hesitated.

"child……"

"Ang—" Yinlong roared towards the sky, Dicari and Yinlong were connected with each other, Dicarai's brown eyes flashed, he suddenly raised his right hand, and the silver gun with complicated and mysterious patterns in his hand shot a bullet, The silver dragon held the bullet in its mouth, and it became a whole with the bullet. When everyone was stunned, it turned into a silver streamer, and shot at Mu Qing fiercely.

However, the terrifying dragon bullet was deflected by the old man in the air, pulling it away from Mu Qing.

The dragon bullet couldn't hurt Mu Qing.

Long Dan paused for a moment, and the momentum did not decrease but increased, and it penetrated menacingly through Mu Li who was kneeling opposite.

When Mu Li's head rolled to Mu Qing's feet, his eyes were still terrified and unbelievable, but his body had been engulfed by the silver streamer, leaving only one head on his whole body. Can't die anymore.

Mu Qing looked at Mu Li, who was dying with regret, and suddenly understood that the bullets shot by Mousse Dikalai were aimed at him, but also aimed at Mu Li.

He could dodge it, but Mu Li couldn't dodge it.

The opponent is killing three birds with one stone!

The other party knew that there was an old man protecting him, and this terrifying shot couldn't hurt him, but the old man helped him cut the long bullet, which was a waste of the old man's chance to "repay the favor" to help him.

How could he find a chance to fight back in this unfavorable situation?

Damn, what about his anger and hysterical pain just now?

Mu Qing's face sank under the mask, and his heart also sank.

Ducalai lowered his arm holding the gun expressionlessly. ——Mu Li died.

The dragon head felt the move of the silver dragon, fearing that the old man would get mad, it poked out its huge dragon head from the pit again, and the silver dragon felt the old man's terrifying eyes shooting at it.

The silver dragon stretched its body and swung its tail and flew towards his father at high speed. When the silver dragon stepped on his father's huge dragon head with its claws, the silver dragon snorted at the old man in the air, full of provocations.

The black scythe held by the old man tilted towards the silver dragon, and the dragon's head glared at him, "It's your face to take my child away, do you dare to try to swing the sickle at him?"

The old man was silent for a few seconds, and straightened the black scythe, which was regarded as acquiescing to the scene just now.

The dragon's head sank slowly, and the silver dragon glanced at Dikalai reluctantly, then followed his father and disappeared into the pit.