Quick Wear: Another day of being criticized for falling in love at first sight

Chapter 135 Knight, save the princess! I am a dragon! 5

Miaomiao originally wanted to tie these things on her head, but her claws were too fat and she couldn't do such delicate work, so she had no choice but to hang them in her mouth.

At this moment, a pitiful and fearful dragon is waiting for the arrival of the dragon slayer...

"I was actually a little nervous, afraid that once they arrived, they would attack this cute little pink dragon of mine.

I’m afraid of pain.”

Miaomiao squatted on the ground, looking at the dark night outside the castle with her big, well-behaved eyes. She seemed as steady as an old dog, but in fact, the corners of her mouth were trembling and she yawned unconsciously.

"Actually, you shouldn't be hurt."

Baobao and Miaomiao have different thoughts. Miaomiao is simply afraid of death and afraid that her mission will fail.

What Baobao was thinking was whether the other party was really so perverted that he could still love Miaomiao pervertedly even if she turned into a different species.

Just thinking about it, it almost made this mechanical race start to have human reactions, and turbulence began to flow over its body...

"I think so too. By the way, Boom Boom, in the original story, what was the final fate of the original owner's little pink dragon?"

Bored of waiting, Miaomiao yawned again and asked.

“I haven’t found the data, so I don’t know.”

Baobao looked at the data without any information and was very suspicious that the identity Miaomiao was added at the last minute.

Miaomiao's body, which was originally sitting upright, began to sway slowly as there was still no movement outside.

There was still the sound of gasps from upstairs from time to time, accompanied by the vigorous and energetic Chinese quintessence.

Miaomiao began to fall into a complete coma, the whole dragon lay there obediently, and its golden little horns became much more docile.

The pink fur on its forehead looks smoother and fluffier than Baobao's. Its big eyes are closed, leaving only its long eyelashes. If Miaomiao were to shrink ten times, it would surely be a hit in the entire cute pet circle.

She was so beautiful that people wanted to hug her and kiss her, but unfortunately, now she is a giant who is three meters tall and weighs a ton...

The black whirlwind covered the entire castle, so naturally the creatures inside the castle could not hear any sounds outside.

It was like a natural barrier, allowing Miaomiao to sleep more soundly despite feeling sleepy.

The sword in Donahue's hand is different from ordinary swords. The user needs to kill more than ninety-nine evil dragons before it can unleash its true power.

For example, cutting off the darkness, for example, breaking all laws with one sword.

Therefore, after several days of desperate fighting, this warrior sword finally became a dazzling existence. After the evil dragons were killed, the dark aura on their bodies disappeared.

Afterwards, as if he had suddenly regained his soul, he regained his former vitality.

That’s right, the Warrior’s Sword can also kill all mana controls, but it just requires blood.

Not all dragons are "violent" dragons. Naturally, the species on both sides are different and cannot communicate.

The freed dragons circled in the air, screaming sharply.

Looking at the knight outside the castle, the whole person was like the sharpest weapon, killing his way out of a bloody path.

Every evil dragon whose magic was broken woke up at the moment of death, and then came to mid-air waiting for all its brothers.

They were terrified of the knight standing in the front on horseback, as if they were looking at the Dragon King standing at the top.

Only after the evil dragon in front of him had been purified nearly half by him unilaterally did Donahue turn around and speak to the knights behind him.

"You guys continue to kill, I will go into the castle first to investigate the situation."

This half of the evil dragon was already the limit of what he could bear mentally. His heart was urging him to see the pink treasure in the castle.

What is it? What is it?

It made him worried and miserable.

When Prince Donahue left, the weapons used by the knights behind him were no longer as powerful as the one that could break everything with one sword.

However, after being stabbed dozens of times, he was still able to wake up from the brink of death. This can be considered a blessing in disguise.

Donahue used his sword to clear a space of one inch, left his horse outside, and lowered his head to enter the castle.

The castle at this moment was a completely different world from the outside.

The bloody smell and sharp roars of evil dragons outside were not much different from hell.

But inside the castle, although it was dark, with torches lit around, it was quiet and dilapidated...

The windows on the first and second floors were already shattered all over the floor, and the main door had long been lost, making it look like a small, dilapidated house with drafts on all sides.

But as he got closer, Donahue saw the pink that made him inexplicably want to get closer from the moment he saw it.

That was the only treasure Donahue saw in this broken castle. It was like a man walking in the desert seeing an oasis, making him eager to get closer.

It is a poor little pink dragon, lying there obediently. Its golden little horns look so cute that people want to touch them. The pink fur on its forehead looks fluffy and soft.

The whole dragon curled up there, making soft snoring sounds, like a gentle serenade.

It was clearly a three-meter-tall little dragon, but when Donahue first saw it, he felt like the little pink dragon was about to crush his heart, yet also like a soft creature that made him want to bite it...

At this moment, all the sounds around him were automatically blocked out by him. Even the broken castle had no meaning in his eyes.

There was nothing else in front of me except the little pink dragon that was still snoring in its sleep.

He even felt that this was the meaning of his coming to this castle.

He even felt damn jealous of the so-called stupid princess who was imprisoned in the castle by the dragon.

He would be happy to have such a pink dragon to accompany him.

Prince Donahue, who had no interest in any animals before, slowly approached the little pink dragon in front of him, thinking only of how to make the little pink dragon his own.

He admitted that he was sick, but he was happy.