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38 Is this a mastiff? Are you sure it’s not a pug?

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Su Ze rode on Big Black, and when the other party was about to leave the villa, his two dragon claws pulled fiercely.

He dragged the other party until he cried out loudly, but he did not dare to show any dissatisfaction.

The ghost face wanted to cry. This was the first time in its life that it had been bullied like this, and yet it couldn't resist.

It did not understand why the other party could emit such a terrifying aura despite looking very small.

Su Ze didn't mean to drag him down. Once he left the villa, he would have to start from scratch.

There was no need to chase after a scared second-generation heir.

It was still the mission incense and the Dragon Palace incense.

"Big Black, run faster!" Su Ze rode on Big Black and howled.

"Roar!" The Ghost-faced Mastiff King didn't care about his face anymore. Since he couldn't resist, he might as well enjoy it.

It cried out twice and ran straight towards the Demon King.

Seeing how tactful the Ghost-faced Mastiff King was, Su Ze felt that Da Hei was not bad and was very satisfied.

Perhaps, he could rely on this guy to scare away those 'flies' that wanted to get close to the little maid.

He had just helped the mistress of the villa to the rocking chair in the courtyard.

The Demon King saw the ferocious Ghost-Faced Mastiff King running over while wagging its tail.

The mastiff looked like a husky.

When the Demon King, who was originally a little afraid, saw this scene, the fear in his heart actually faded quite a bit.

At this moment, the woman slowly woke up.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the Ghost Face Mastiff King with its head covered in blood. He almost fainted again.

"Sister Xiao Wu, are you alright?" The Demon King saw the woman who was about to roll her eyes again and hurriedly asked.

Hahaha, wasn't this Ghost-faced Mastiff King raised by this woman? How could he be so scared?

F * ck, if it were you, wouldn't you be shocked?

That's right, that's right. This Ghost-Faced Mastiff King was already scary enough, and now its entire head was covered in blood.

Pfft, haha, I wanted to laugh when I saw this woman rolling her eyes.

However, this woman was really pretty. She had that kind of taste!! I like it!

F * ck, is the person upstairs surnamed Cao? Wife?

When the woman saw the Ghost-faced Mastiff King lying on the ground like a husky, she heaved a sigh of relief.

"Phew, it's fine, it's fine."

"You must be Wu Sina, who lives next door. Thank you. If not for you, I would have been bitten to death by this beast.”

As she spoke, Xiao Wu glared at the Ghost-Faced Mastiff King.

If it wasn't for her husband's love, he would have thrown it away or given it to someone else.

After what had happened today, she was determined not to let her husband raise this mastiff.

Either let the other party raise a mastiff or get a divorce.

If she continued to raise him, he might really go crazy and swallow her one day.

"It's fine, Sister Xiao Wu. I'm also here to look for my pet. In the end, I found you unconscious on the ground, so I entered without asking.”

The Demon King told a small lie.

Of course, she didn't come in to save Xiao Wu. She came in to look for Su Ze. Saving him was all done by the little devil.

If it wasn't for the fact that the little devil had subdued the big black dog, she wouldn't have dared to come in.

However, in her opinion, the Little Demon King belonged to her, so the other party's credit was also hers.

This seemed to be completely fine.

"No matter what, I still have to thank you.”

The two of them exchanged pleasantries for a while.

Xiao Wu was just about to call someone to deal with the Ghost-faced Mastiff King.

However, she was surprised to find that the Ghost-faced Mastiff King had returned to its 30-square-meter 'mansion' by itself.

Just as she was feeling puzzled, she saw a golden light flash across the Ghost-faced Mastiff King's body.

It was forbidden to fly towards them.

When the other party landed on the Demon King's shoulder, he discovered Su Ze's figure.

"This is…Was this the Little Demon King that was trending on the internet?”Xiao Wu's beautiful eyes widened.

She had seen many videos on the internet and knew about Su Ze's existence.

However, he did not expect to see a true dragon in person today.

One had to know that the videos on the Internet were all edited. They were all filled with the figure of the little devil. There was no devil king at all.

As for a housewife like her, the most she could do was watch short videos.

Why would he watch a female streamer's live broadcast?

Therefore, before this, she had no idea who the owner of this dragon was.

"Oh my god, Miss Wu, do you still have dragon eggs? Sell me one.”

The moment she saw the little devil, Xiao Wu's eyes lit up.

Raising a dragon was better than raising a mastiff.

Not only was it good, but Su Ze in the video was obedient, sensible, and cute.

It had already become a lucky charm for thousands of men, women, and children.

However, Su Ze's face darkened when he heard this.

Damn it, was it really appropriate to make a deal in front of him?

The Demon King's pretty face flashed with embarrassment.

"Sister Xiao Wu, I accidentally obtained this dragon egg.”

Even if there was, he would definitely not sell it.

Of course, she was not stupid enough to say this out loud.

When Xiao Wu heard this, she revealed a trace of regret.

What was this woman thinking? If she really did, she would have been booked long ago.

Hahaha, indeed.

The top-class fair, rich, and beautiful woman thought,"Hehe, this woman is probably not awake yet. If there really is, it will still be her turn!"?

The big shot was right!

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