Chapter 8 The Bad Zhang of Dragon Riding

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Zhang Bad felt that someone was licking his face in his sleep and couldn't help smiling, thinking that Murong Xiaoxue found that he was originally a super invincible handsome man.

"Oh, no, why is it still a little flustered?" Zhang Bad suddenly felt a little bad.

How can a person's tongue feel this way?

He suddenly opened his eyes, and a pair of big clever eyes appeared in front of him.

With four eyes facing each other, Zhang Bad hurriedly moved back two steps, and a dragon head appeared completely in his eyes.

"Roar."

A tender roar sounded from the mouth of the dragon's head.

Zhang Bad only felt that his soul flew out of his body, lost his soul, and he was so dizzy that he almost fainted again.

"No, this is not a candle dragon." Zhang Bad suddenly thought to his heart.

He opened his eyes and looked at the candle dragon in front of him. His body was about the size of a half a person. His four small claws were still pink and tender color. A pair of eyes were full of cleverness and strangeness. Seeing Zhang was lying on his back on the ground, he could retreat.

The immature roared twice, and tried to lie on the ground, and then the little paws kicked to the ground, trying to learn from the bad appearance.

But after all, dragons and people are different. After lying down, the little guy looks like four feet facing the sky, and it is still more difficult for the little paws to pedal the ground.

"Woo-woo..."

The little guy tried several times, but it didn't work. He couldn't help but burst into tears in his eyes. His big mouth grinned and he actually cried.

Zhang Bad feels that the world is going crazy. This is the candle dragon, which is for sure, but why is this young dragon with him?

"Is it...?" Zhang Bad's heart trembled suddenly.

"Am I too handsome?" Zhang Bad said in his heart.

"Go to hell." The fire unicorn was almost spitting blood by Zhang's bad anger. This man is really cheap.

"Cough." Zhang Bad looked around and made sure that the big candle dragon was not here. Then he coughed twice and stood up and walked towards the little candle dragon.

When the little candle dragon heard Zhang Bad cough, he immediately stopped crying and looked at Zhang Bad with two big eyes, with a trusting smile in his eyes.

When Zhang Bad saw the smile in the eyes of the little candle dragon, he felt a little uncomfortable. How could he feel that this look was like a child's eyes when he looked at his mother?

"I'm a man." Zhang Bad wanted to shout from the sky, but he was afraid of causing the big candle dragon, so he looked up to the sky and shouted in a low voice.

When the little candle dragon saw the bad appearance, it followed its appearance. Its two small hind claws and tail supported its body, raised its two small front paws and opened its mouth to the sky and roared twice.

"Haha, little guy, you're very interesting." When Zhang Bad saw the appearance of the little candle dragon, he laughed and walked to the little candle dragon and patted the head of the little candle dragon and smiled.

"Roar." The little candle dragon roared a few times from his throat, and his eyes narrowed with pleasure.

"This little guy." Zhang Bad was funny when he saw the little candle dragon now.

It's quite humane.

"Little guy, I'm leaving. If your father or mother don't come back, I will become a pile of white bones." Zhang Bad squatted on the ground, rubbed the little candle dragon's head and said with a smile.

"Remember to brush your teeth when you grow up, or you will be smoked to death." Zhang Bad stood up and was about to walk to the cliff. As soon as he took a step, he turned around and said sincerely to the little candle dragon.

"Roar." The little candle dragon looked up to the sky and roared twice, and his eyes blinked at Zhang Bad.

"I'm leaving." Zhang Bad turned around and walked to the cliff, waved his hand and said.

Walking to Murong Xiaoxue's side, he squatted down, curled his lips, flashed an evil light in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a trace of evil smile.

"Grandma, what happened to me when I saw you? What if I touch you? I still want to kiss you now." Zhang cursed and grinned, bowing his head and kissing Murong Xiaoxue's little mouth.

Although Murong Xiaoxue is now a plasterer in Zhang's bad eyes, she can't lose anything by kissing. At least she can find some psychological balance.

"Ah..."

A shocking scream sounded deafening and went straight to the sky.

Zhang Bad was scared by this sudden scream and sat directly on the ground. He opened his eyes wide and was shocked to see that Murong Xiaoxue, who had been plastered in front of him, had slowly regained the color of flesh and blood.

Murong Xiaoxue first began to recover from her head. Murong Xiaoxue stared at Zhang Bad fiercely. She gritted her teeth and almost swallowed Zhang Bad Life alive.

"Good boy, it's more terrible than Candle Dragon." Zhang Bad thought in shock.

"Roar."

Zhang Bad looked along the voice and saw that Xiao Zhulong actually learned to sit on the ground, with a frightened expression flashing in his eyes.

Four eyes are facing each other, happy, without words.

"Are you a handler?" Zhang Bad stretched out his head and looked at the back paws of the little candle dragon, and saw a small stick Yang Tian angry.

"Roar." The little candle dragon roared twice and looked very proud.

"It's good to bring it. You can take my sister." Zhang Bad** laughed.

The little candle dragon roared twice, nodded, and narrowed the corners of his eyes, as if I was a hooligan.

"I'm going to kill you." Murong Xiaoxue finally recovered from the petrochemical, and the first action was to stand up, gritted her teeth and rushed to Zhang Bad.

"I wipe it, what do you want to do? Do you want to attract candle dragons?" Zhang Bad hurriedly performed seven-star steps and circled around the top of the mountain.

"I don't care. I must kill you. You looked at my body and touched my body. Now you dare to kiss me. I won't live." Murong Xiaoxue roared, like an angry little tiger, grinning and chasing after Zhang Bad.

"Riding the dragon." The fire unicorn suddenly said unscrupulously in Zhang's bad sea of knowledge.

"Riding the dragon?" Zhang Bad said in surprise as he ran.

"It's right." The fire unicorn smiled unscrupulously.

Zhang said naively, "Riding a dragon? Where is the dragon here?

Zhang Bad's eyes happened to see the little candle dragon floating beside him, running away with Zhang Bad with a panicked face.

"Won, you can fly, that's you." Zhang Bad suddenly shouted loudly.

"I'm coming." Zhang Bad roared, got up, jumped on the little candle dragon, and did it.

"Roar."

The little candle dragon let out a roar, and his eyes looked up at Zhang Bad riding on his body with sad eyes.

"Fly." Zhang bad feet stood on the ground, with the little candle dragon between his legs and pointed to the sky and shouted.

"Go to hell." Murong Xiaoxue is about to arrive behind him.

The situation is very urgent.

Zhang Bad patted Zhulong's aggrieved forehead and shouted, "Fly, Dad will buy you candy."

"Roar." The little candle dragon roared, and the dragon trembled and dragged away from the ground inch by inch.

"Fly." Zhang Bad felt that his feet had left the ground, roared excitedly, stretched out his hand to the sky, and said coquettishly, "Children, fly up."

"Roar." The little candle dragon let out a sad roar and shot out like an arrow.

Murong Xiaoxue rushed to the place where Zhang Bad originally stood and reached out to shoot it, but she didn't expect to empty it and watch Zhang Bad riding dragon fly away.

"Wait, sooner or later, I will dig your eyes, cut your hands, cut your lips, and castrated your lower body." Murong Xiaoxue's vicious voice sounded from behind Zhang Bad.

Zhang Bad couldn't help shudbling and patted the little candle dragon who sat down and said helplessly, "Have you seen it? You can't want a woman like this, and you can't even provoke her.

The little candle dragon nodded.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the body of the little candle dragon couldn't help shaking.

Zhang bad forehead saw sweat, looked down and looked down, and behaved. If it falls down now, it will directly fall into a meat pie. No, it's not even a meat pie, it will fall directly into slag.

"Little Candle Dragon, you have to hold on. I can't stand it here. I'm going to die." Zhang Bad said in a panic.

"Let's fall slowly." Zhang Bad said in a hurry.

The little candle dragon nodded and tried his best not to shake his body for fear of falling down.

As the saying goes, it is easier to climb mountains than to go down.

It's the same here. It's easy for the little candle dragon to go to heaven and go down to the ground.

Candle dragon, what a powerful creature. Even the little candle dragon is naturally powerful, but now it is sweating on its forehead.

It is very difficult to make the dragon's forehead sweat, not to mention that a dragon's forehead is sweaty, which is unprecedented.

Zhang Bad did the first, and perhaps the last one.

The little candle dragon grited its teeth and fell below with a bad image. The wind blew, and one person and one dragon swayed like duckweed in the sea.

Zhang hugged the little candle dragon's neck, and the little candle dragon gasped.

"Roar."

The little candle dragon finally let out a roar, couldn't hold on any longer, and fell straight down.

"Bum."

One person and one dragon were lucky to fall on a huge tree again.

"Cough." The broken ribs have now been hit hard again, adding insult to injury. The ribs are broken again, and they can't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The little candle dragon's body was also strong and fell at a height of 100 meters. Except for a few breaths, there was no other effect.

also smashed several branches and fell straight to the ground.

"Roar."

The little candle dragon screamed miserably twice. Although his body was strong, he could still feel the pain.

"Roar····"

The pathetic little candle dragon made a tragic roar again.

It turned out that after hanging on the tree twice, it also fell straight down and hit the little candle dragon.

"Little Candle Dragon, I'm sorry." Zhang Bad couldn't help spitting out another mouthful of blood and said with a dry smile.

"Grandma, it seems that the injury has been seriously injured this time." Zhang Bad sighed in his heart.

He struggled to sit up on the body of the little candle dragon. Regardless of the little candle dragon, he immediately turned to the sky, operated the true qi in his body, and operated according to the free mind.

This healing, Zhang Badzuzu operated the true qi in the body for two weeks before he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Slowly opened his eyes and saw that the little candle dragon was looking at himself aggrievedly with a pair of strange bright eyes.

"Gugu..."

The little candle dragon's stomach made a loud noise.