"Don't underestimate me, I'm the Ancestral Dragon~"
Yes, Zhao Zhao is their proud Young Master Zulong.
Two forces were fighting in Estuo's mind, and his already irritable mood was completely messed up.
Noticing his sleeve being tugged at, he impatiently lowered his head and bumped into the cub's obviously startled expression.
"Sorry," he closed his eyes tightly and gritted his teeth, "Okay, then I'll trouble you, young master."
He didn't know if he would regret the decision he made on impulse, but he knew that the Dragon Clan's current situation couldn't withstand their hesitation or emotional outbursts.
"Should we go back and explain this to Neri and the others?"
"Um."
Go back.
Estuo alone could not help him fight against the dragon, and even the dragon clan alone was unlikely to succeed.
On the other side, Nari, who had quickly dealt with the other two, was about to go out to look for Zhao Zhao when a little dragon cub suddenly appeared outside the palace gate, rushed forward like a small cannonball and hugged his thighs.
Nari's heart trembled, and he quickly suppressed his bloodthirsty murderous intent.
"Nari Nari, Estuo and I have come up with a strategy to fight the dragon."
"Just listen to us carefully and don't get angry and fight all the time, okay~"
The madness in his heart remained unabated. Nari suppressed the feeling and hid his bloody hand behind his back.
"Okay~" The hoarse voice couldn't hide the tenderness in it.
Even though he was affected by the evil spirit, his heart and subconscious actions told him that he loved Zhao Zhao and could not hurt him.
"Let's go, let's go find Frango and Irik."
Zhao Zhao saw that he couldn't pull Nari's robe away, so he looked up and saw the man smiling at him gently: "They have fainted. If you are in a hurry, I can help you wake them up."
Zhao Zhao: ...
"Stop talking nonsense!" Estuo, who had been standing behind Zhao Zhao, gave Neri a blank look. The moment he saw him, a surge of anger rose in his head again.
Under the influence of evil spirits, the two of them seemed not to be members of the same clan, but enemies.
The man in the golden robe swung his sleeves and stepped into the towering palace with great momentum. He saw two people lying on the golden floor tiles of the hall.
Frank and Eric had different wounds on their bodies, and their figures lying on the ground looked a little disheveled.
Estuo kicked straight up: "Get up!"
“Hey hey hey!”
Zhao Zhao felt distressed and quickly hugged Estuo's feet: "Be gentle!"
He glared at Nari who was still smiling at him and said, "Why did you beat them like this?!"
"If they were half as sensible as my cub, they wouldn't have been punished," Nari said without a trace of self-blame, glancing at the two people on the ground with a strange and cold look.
Zhao Zhao was stunned when he saw it.
Sometimes, means can destroy a race more than strength.
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