Lu Mengmeng is now used to Binglong's cursing.
Since arriving in the Upper Realm, the two of them have spent every single day arguing and fighting.
She simply chose to selectively block it.
He even rushed over and kicked the ice dragon in the face.
With that stomp, a checkmark appeared on Binglong's face, identical to the one on Lu Mengmeng's shoe sole.
Long Xiao, who thought she had come to rescue someone and wanted to explain things to her properly: ? ? ? ?
Feng Han frowned as she looked at Lu Mengmeng and asked impatiently, "Who are you?"
Anyone who dares to interfere when her group and Long Xiao's group are competing must not be very smart.
Lu Mengmeng glanced at her with a cool look.
"What's it to you?"
Are highway robberies really this rampant now?
After robbing someone else, they actually questioned the victim?
Feng Han and Long Xiao both found Lu Mengmeng's statement somewhat inexplicable.
Before they could say anything, the ice dragon jumped up on the spot, its color turning red, and asked somewhat awkwardly, "Who is yours?"
What do you take me for? How am I yours? I belong to myself, and I don't belong to anyone else!
Long Xiao saw the ice dragon's flushed face and immediately understood.
This sounds like young lovers flirting.
It's really not right to drag someone away without knowing they were a couple and without saying anything to the girl.
He coughed lightly, about to explain, when Lu Mengmeng interrupted him again.
"Why isn't it mine?"
Every time we fight, I can tear off more than thirty dragon scales from your body, and sometimes even a few dragon whiskers.
These are all rare and precious treasures!
Anyway, if your dragon scales and whiskers fall off, they can grow back.
This treasure trove of sustainable development cannot be carelessly lost!
Dragon Roar, Phoenix Chill: ...
Why do I suddenly feel sorry for this dragon?
Treating a dragon like a fruit tree, letting others pick its fruit every day, isn't that a bit too undignified?
Ice Dragon couldn't stand this kind of treatment; his chest heaved violently, like a bellows.
Without saying a word, he transformed into his original form and started fighting with Lu Mengmeng.
Lu Mengmeng naturally wouldn't tolerate him, and she transformed into her original Pixiu form to fight him.
Her eyes kept darting over him, trying to figure out which scale was bigger and ready to be picked.
For the past few days, Binglong had felt that this hateful Pixiu was staring at him with eager eyes.
He felt smug, thinking that the monster must be coveting his strong body.
He guessed the beginning, but not the ending.
That damned Pixiu was indeed eyeing his strong body, but not because it wanted to have some romantic affair with him; it wanted to dismember him and sell him!
Uncle can tolerate this, but Aunt can't!
He had to kill her to at least soothe his already shattered pride!
Looking at Lu Mengmeng with an expression of utter disdain, he said, "I treated you as a partner, asking for nothing in return, but you treated me like a reserve food supply. I'll fight you to the death!"
While hitting her, Lu Mengmeng said disdainfully, "Why don't you ask for anything in return?"
Before you went into the casino that one time, didn't you touch me?
Just so you can win money?
With your terrible luck, if you hadn't touched me, you'd have lost everything, down to your underwear!
How could Ice Dragon tolerate such slander?
They are all wealthy dragons, why would they be afraid of losing something they don't even have a penny to their name?
She said in a fit of rage, "How could I have lost so much that I don't even have my underwear left?"
I wasn't wearing any leggings!
Moreover, any one of my scales could fetch an astronomical price at a weapon-refining shop.
Why would I need to touch you to earn money?
Lu Mengmeng said matter-of-factly, "But you did touch me!"
Since you want to exchange dragon scales for money, then touching me will also earn you money.
"Can't I just consider it as me buying your scales?"
Ice Dragon: ? ? ?
There seems to be nothing wrong with what he said, but he still feels that something is not right.
Feng Han and Long Xiao below heard the entire argument between Binglong and Lu Mengmeng, and their faces turned bright red.
Especially when he met Feng Han's gaze that asked, "What's wrong with your dragon clan?", he wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground.
Feng Han sighed, no longer in a hurry to fight.
He reached out and patted Long Xiao sympathetically.
"That's enough for today, you're pathetic too."
Think about how you'll explain to the Pixiu clan when they come knocking that you touched their little Pixiu just to win money gambling.
"It must be tough for you to have such an unfilial son."
I initially thought they were flirting, but it turned out they were trafficking organs. I thought they were being suggestive at first, but in the end I found out it was a private transaction.
Those dragons are truly despicable; even their little brats are like that.
It's hopeless, as expected.
After Feng Han finished speaking, he transformed into a giant, fiery red phoenix and soared into the sky, disappearing from the spot.
All that remained was a look of deep shame on Long Xiao's face.
He took a deep breath, and an immense pressure swept over Ice Dragon and Deer Mengmeng, intending to intimidate them and calm them down so they could talk things out.
Although the Pixiu clan is powerful, it is a neutral group of demon beasts and generally does not get into disputes with people.
If their little brat really takes advantage of someone else's little brat and then doesn't take responsibility...
Before long, the entire Long Village will be able to hold a feast.
The age of the demonic beasts in the upper realm is at least 100,000 years, and the oldest ones can't even remember how old they are.
In their eyes, Lu Mengmeng and Binglong, who are thousands of years old, are naturally just babies.
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