Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 368 Falling in Love with the Sick Jiaolong (42)
Tan Sang was tired and lay down.

As a lover, Samuel also consciously lay down.

His fingers hooked Tan Sang's hand.

Feeling that Tan Sang, who was about to lose all human settings, was too tired, so he didn't hear the system prompt at all [The current host has Mengyou grass in his body, do you want to take the antidote? ]
The room became quiet, and a trace of purple mist slowly rose from her body and penetrated into Mr. Dragon's body.

She was in a deep sleep.

I just feel that my consciousness is being involved by something.

Not quite used to such a sense of involvement, she slowly opened her eyes, and there was no such poor little slave by her side, no dazzling light, this place was dim and without lights, it was a very strange place.

Dirty stone slabs were underfoot, the splicing was messy, the raindrops fell on the muddy water in the cracks, splashed and rippled, and the air was filled with the smell of garbage.

Messy and dirty.

Is she dreaming?

If it is really a dream, but this dream is too clear, even the sound of rain falling on the ground is very clear.

Tan Sang took two steps forward in disbelief, frowning slightly.

It's really dark here, the surroundings are wet and gloomy, and the walls in the alley are dirty.

"Counseling system, where is this place?"

[Miss host, now you are in Samuel's past.

Now it doesn't belong to the plane itself, Miss Sister, you can dismantle the avatar as you like. ]
past? !
Tan Sang caught a glimpse of a corner, where there were bloodstains dripping and ticking.

There are also golden shiny scales falling to the ground.

She couldn't help but approached, quickened her pace and wanted to leave this dark alley. After walking for an unknown amount of time, she finally saw someone. To be precise, it was a child.

He looked thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a tattered black cloak that could be seen trying to keep it neat, with fierce eyes, and blood on his arms and face.

He ran past, his long hair disheveled, his wounded hand tugging at his cloak hat.

Is this a little slave?
Tan Sang was a little surprised, she hesitated for a second, and the child version of Mr. Dragon ran away, and she only saw the deformed dragon tail dragging behind him.

There are many scales falling off it.

bloody.

Tan Sang looked distressed, and was about to catch up with him, when a series of messy footsteps sounded behind him.

"Damn it, little bastard!"

A few dragons who looked like teenagers ran over angrily.

The leader is a black dragon. This group of people looks completely different from Mr. Dragon, and they have successfully transformed.

There are also relatively nice-looking clothes.

"Fuck! What's wrong with this bastard pulling out his two scales for fun?! How dare he resist!" The black scales on the face of the leading young dragon were looming, and he looked very bad-tempered.

"Brothers, when you catch him, pull out his scales."

As soon as the order was given, all the dragons groaned in high spirits, and their voices were full of joy and refreshment after fantasy beat Samuel up.

These are really bad.

Think bullying is just for fun? !

Not a single dragon here is compassionate.

They are all culprits.

All are devils.

Tan Sang really wanted to kill them, but thought that if he really killed them, the other dragons would definitely suspect Samuel.

Then her little slave would still be bullied by other people.

Tan Sang still didn't make a move in the end.

All the dragons set off, but they couldn't find Mr. Evil Dragon. He looked seriously injured and was young, so he didn't expect to run so fast.

The group of dragons searched all afternoon, but they couldn't find him.

(End of this chapter)