Crunch!
Thick thorn vines entangled the billboards and were crushed into scrap metal with a tooth-crunching sound.
Shao Zifeng only felt his whole body loose, and he almost rolled off Qiuqiu's back after losing his strength.
"Lord Duke, what's the matter with you?"
Lingling flew up from the throne and supported Shao Zifeng.
Shao Zifeng waved his hand, got up to check the status of the ball,
I was relieved to find that it was the same as myself, it was a spasm caused by the sudden relaxation of the muscles after the extreme tension.
"Woo~"
Feeling Shao Zifeng's worry, Qiuqiu turned around and gave him a reassuring look.
The little girl raised her head and looked at Shao Zifeng and Qiuqiu with her big watery eyes. After a moment of hesitation, she stretched out her small hand and gently stroked Qiuqiu's scales, and said in a milky voice, "Thank you, big brother, thank you Long. dragon."
Shao Zifeng waved his hand, he felt that he didn't even have the strength to speak now, the muscles of the balls that were not used to being touched by others trembled, and there was no murderous little girl.
The crowd in the distance hesitated, wanting to help but not daring to go forward directly.
"Xiaoya, Xiaoya."
The middle-aged woman broke free from the man's shackles and rushed up, holding the little girl tightly in her arms and crying.
"Thank you. Thank you. If it wasn't for you, Xiaoya, she. Wow—" The woman started crying again before she finished speaking.
"Mom doesn't cry, Xiaoya isn't afraid."
While wiping her mother's tears, the little girl quietly looked at Shao Zifeng and the others, her big eyes full of curiosity.
Seeing this scene, Shao Zifeng's mood was inexplicably much better, feeling that the danger just now was not in vain.
Even those people in the distance looked at him with friendly eyes.
"Roar!"
The poisonous fire dragon that flew out a distance circled back again.
It shuttled and circled between several buildings, the dragon wings cut through the glass walls outside, and a lot of debris fell from the sky.
These citizens had gathered because of various circumstances, and they didn't know what to do in the panic, which almost caused a stampede.
Shao Zifeng cheered up: "Lingling!"
"Don't worry, Lord Duke, leave it to me."
Lingling's face was cold, and the starlight flowed in her eyes.
Swish swish!
Dozens of tiny vines drilled out of the concrete street, blocking those high-altitude debris and flying them out.
Shao Zifeng raised his head and stared at the poisonous fire dragon in the night sky. He was really annoyed now. It would be fine if he chose to be here to make him scruples, but as a war trainer, it would be too much for her to act recklessly to harm ordinary people.
It's just that he is in a dilemma now. If he wants to stop her, he must contain Feilong.
But after leaving, only Lingling's own words are not conducive to the evacuation of the masses, after all, it is the identity of a mutant creature.
If anyone could help, I thought of Shao Zifeng's gaze scanning the crowd.
Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he saw several young people gathered together, peeking at him with their heads down.
"You, come out."
The little fat man pointed at by Shao Zifeng was stunned for a moment, then pointed at his nose with a nervous expression.
"Just you, come out."
The little fat man came out of the crowd, and he secretly raised his head to look at Shao Zifeng who was sitting on Qiuqiu, with fear and longing in his eyes.
"Which school are you from?" Shao Zifeng asked.
"The second and third classes of the sophomore class of the War Training Department of Bincheng University"
"It doesn't need to be so detailed, I'm in a hurry." Shao Zifeng waved his hand: "Listen to what I said next, you and your classmates will summon your pet beasts to maintain order and evacuate the crowd, can you do it? ?"
"me."
The little fat man was so nervous that he was speechless. After all, he was still a student, and he really had no idea what to do when he could lose his life at any time.
Shao Zifeng didn't have so much time to tangle with him, so he glared at him and roared, "Answer if I can do it."
"can!"
The little fat man shivered, and the fat on his body trembled.
"It will do."
Shao Zifeng patted the ball under him, staring at the poisonous fire dragon.
Knowing Eggy's heart, the scales on Ball's body opened, and the fire element between the gaps quickly flowed toward the back.
boom!
The dragon wings burning with twisted flames spread out, blowing hot winds and slowly leaving the ground!
"Lingling, these people will be handed over to you, and if they don't obey, they will be whipped with a small leather whip"
The voice was getting farther and farther in the wind, and the dark red streamer went straight to the poisonous fire dragon.
"Hey hey!"
"Lord Duke!"
"Big bad guy! Don't take me to play!"
Lingling looked at the fireballs in the night sky, stomping her feet in anger.
The little fat man raised his head with longing, his small eyes full of longing.
"What are you looking at!" Lingling crossed her hips: "Go and help."
"He" Fatty became nervous again, and was speechless.
"What is he, he is called the Duke!"
"Yes, the Duke and Duchess"
Seeing the little fat man shouting this sentence with a little shame, Lingling's eyes showed a bad expression.
"Cough, I'll give you the first task first."
"Let your classmates cheer on the Duke together."
"Okay, okay." The little fat chicken nodded as if pecking at rice, and ran back to the crowd quickly.
After Little Fatty went back, he whispered something to his companions. Those younger students showed embarrassment on their faces and looked at Lingling frequently.
After all, this name is still very shameful to ordinary people.
Yes, the kind that makes you feel ashamed to shout.
Seeing Lingling staring at him, the little fat man closed his eyes and shouted bravely, "Go on, Lord Duke! Lord Duke will win!"
Everyone's eyes turned to the little fat man, and his face instantly flushed red.
It's just that the matter has come to this point, the little fat man simply went out and shouted: "Go on, Lord Duke! Lord Duke will win!"
Under the infection of the little fat man, his classmates slowly joined in.
The more the little fat man shouted, the more comfortable he became, and more and more people joined.
In the end, thousands of people shouted slogans together, and the huge sound echoed over Bincheng City, which contained people's hopes.
"Come on, Lord Duke! Lord Duke will win!"
Shao Zifeng's body trembled, and his hand holding Qiuqiu almost loosened.
He quickly understood in his heart who was making a fool of himself, and regardless of whether Lingling could see it or not, he turned his head and glared fiercely.
Lingling was immediately happy when she saw Shao Zifeng's deflated expression.
Hmph, let you not play with me.
At this time, Lingling felt that someone was pulling her skirt, she lowered her head and saw that the little girl was looking up at her: "Big sister, you are so beautiful."
Lingling hesitated for a moment: "Aren't you afraid of me?"
The little girl shook her head and held Lingling's hand with her chubby little hand.
Her mother wanted to stop her, but the middle-aged man behind her held her back.
"Sister, will the Duke win?"
Lingling looked at the serious expression of the little girl, and the expression on her face gradually softened.
This was the first time someone called Lord Duke with it, which made Lingling very happy.
"I will win, the Duke is the most powerful."
"Um!"
The little girl nodded heavily, with a pure smile on her face.
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