Su Luo took a deep breath.
Of course she knew that the little black dragon was quite powerful, but the problem was that the little white dragon she was holding in her arms was responsible for being cute and searching for treasures...
Su Luo sighed deeply and asked Little White Dragon, "How about you give it a try? Maybe a miracle will happen?"
The little white dragon looked confused.
Su Luo patted its little head and encouraged it: "Go ahead, go ahead, give it a try."
The little dragon nodded blankly: "Oh."
All the dragon people looked at their little dragon with anticipation!
Yes! Little Dragon Lord is extremely powerful! He is invincible in the distant land! It's just a broken door. It can stop them, but it can't stop their Little Dragon Lord, huh!
Everyone looked at the little dragon master with anticipation and nervousness as he walked step by step to the door.
Compared to that huge door, the little dragon master... is as small as a small winter melon.
But! It doesn't matter! It's a descendant of the dragon! Born with supernatural powers! I'll show you what it means to have a small fist with great power!
The little dragon raised his fist.
"hiss--"
All the dragon people took a deep breath in anticipation, and they dared not let out this breath for a long time.
They opened their eyes wide and stared at the little dragon's fist which was as big as a red date.
boom!
Throw a punch!
Everyone: “…”
There was complete silence all around.
Silence.
Everyone held their breath and almost suffocated themselves.
until--
"Just now, was I right?"
"That door doesn't move at all?"
"When Long Kuangtian smashed his fist, it at least dented a bit, but Little Dragon Master... could it be that the dent happened too quickly and I didn't see it clearly?"
“There’s no dent at all, okay?”
"But, how could that be? That's Little Dragon Master! How could Little Dragon Master…"
Swish, swish, swish!
All eyes turned to the little dragon.
The little dragon looked at Su Luo innocently and confusedly, not realizing at all what kind of horrifying mental images its actions brought to others.
Long Potian was on the verge of tears. With a mournful face, he said to the Little Dragon, "Master Little Dragon, just now, you, you, you were joking, right? You were definitely joking, right?!"
The little dragon looked at him in confusion: "..." What does that mean?
Long Potian grabbed the little dragon and was about to cry: "Master Little Dragon, Little Master, my little ancestor, it's already this late, can you please stop joking? We can't take jokes, please, please be serious, please!"
When the dragons saw that Long Potian was kneeling down to beg the little dragon, they wondered why they were still standing there. They quickly begged him.
"Little Dragon Master, could you please try again?"
"Master Little Dragon, could you please try again seriously?"
"Master Little Dragon, I don't ask you to smash three doors with one punch, but you must... at least smash this one, right?"
The little dragon blinked its clear and beautiful eyes and looked at Su Luo innocently.
Su Luo sighed: "Little Dragon Master is really not in a good condition right now. He is still injured, so..."
"Try it, try it seriously, try it again, okay?"
Everyone begged desperately.
Su Luo had no choice but to squat down, holding the little dragon's small arms with both hands, looking into its eyes, and listening carefully to its advice: "Then why don't you do as they say and give it a serious try?"
The little dragon tilted its head, looking at the group of dragon people who were on the verge of tears with confusion.
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