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After the discussion of eight whispering black shadows of the fallen gods, when Xiaopangda's soul projection was about to enter the next memory screen, an open black hand was caught overwhelmingly.

The endless chaos became dim and dim under this big hand.

Xiaopangda hadn't noticed it yet. It was not until a loud dragon roar behind her that Xiaopangda subconsciously turned around and found that the sky suddenly became dark, which was more dim than before.

"roar!"

The roar gave Xiaopangda a sense of familiarity, and even when this roar was released, Xiaopangda also found that the dark curtains under the pressure of the sky had stopped.

Change the perspective and you will find another picture.

"Aoah!"

The demon dragon Yatanil, who was fabricated in chaos, stretched his neck and let out a beast-like roar in his throat. His cracked mouth bit the wrist of the fallen god like a poisonous snake, and he stalemateed.

It was said that it was a stalemate, but looking at the casual appearance of the fallen god with his arm bitten, it was obviously too forced.

It's better to say...

...There is something they can create with their own hands that the tiny soul of the Lord has made them more interested.

"hehe!"

This time, Xiaopangda understood the three-dimensional sound effect of the Eight Fallen Gods.

"Roar~!"

Just like pinching a little chicken, the fallen god grabbed the demon dragon's neck and pulled it. The sound of teeth breaking, and the explosion of scales being crushed and bursting, which sounded one after another.

It is not difficult to imagine that the big hand will be caught again in the next second.

Xiaopangda's dark spiritual body was powerless at this moment. From his perspective, the demon dragon Yatanil was already very huge, and the fallen god who was tying Yatanil was completely a giant.

The pull of the two giants made Xiao Pangda's brain successfully fall into pieces, and it was blank.

Little Pangda looked at the demon dragon Yatanil being torn off, discarded like garbage, and her big black hand fell from the sky and grabbed it. She wanted to escape through the mirror image that appeared behind her, and she rushed over with her two short legs, but she had no joy of escaping at all, because the picture had long disappeared, and she still couldn't escape the clutches.

If Xiaopangda thought Yatanil wanted to harm her before, she wouldn't think so when Yatanil bought her time to escape.

For this old dragon who is addicted to loneliness, Xiaopangda, as a wise monster in another sense, can resonate with it spiritually.

This is just a magic dragon made of weapons seeking liberation.

And the moment he was in contact, all he asked for was simply to get rid of his struggle...

...Please die with all your heart!

Everyone misunderstood the other party, and Xiaopangda unconsciously approached because he noticed the Demon Dragon's intentions and wanted to help this poor big guy.

The little girl's mind is sometimes so simple.

It's a resonance of the same kind!

The demon dragon Yatanil could no longer count on him. Xiaopangda floated alone in the chaos. Even in the state of the soul, he could see the pale color on his face. His little body was trembling and despair was spread all over his body.

In a time of despair.

Weak and pitiful and helpless, Xiaopangda curled up and closed his eyes tightly. All he thought about was the only name he called out subconsciously:

"Lu Leng..."

The moment the call of the weak mosquitoes and flies sounded, a black hand that covered the sky was already grabbed, covering everything in the darkness.

And in the darkness, the already black pendant on Xiaopangda's neck looked ordinary.

It was such a black pendant that still existed in the state of a spirit, but it lit up a faint light, and the faint white light became the only light of Xiaopangda in the dark.

outside world.

The same light appeared in Lu Leng's hands.

Lu Leng was still wondering why Xiaopangda and the Demon Dragon Yatanil were frozen. In the next second, the light in Lu Leng's eyes gradually became dim.

Withering from one person and one dragon to two dragons…

…Another one loser.

………

………

Time passed by bit by bit, but time seemed less real and somewhat illusory in a completely chaotic space.

But the curled-up little fat da feels like a second.

The pain she imagined did not come, and the black palm that caught her eyes seemed to be silent after she closed her eyes.

"So warm!"

Xiaopangda, who had closed his eyes and dared not open it, only felt that it was suddenly warm around her, as if she was holding a little sun. She relaxed a little of this warmth.

The familiarity and peace of mind around me finally made Xiao Pangda dare to muster up the courage to slowly open his eyes. Only at this time can he get rid of the violent loli and crazy girl's settings and become like a fragile little girl.

When Xiaopangda opened her eyes.

What caught my eye was a back that was extremely familiar in her memory. Some of them may also be spiritual bodies, so they could see their faces through the back of their heads.

It was also the one she called in the end.

The warm feeling she felt was because she was in a burning flame arm, which not only warmed but also illuminated the dark chaos, spreading the black big hand that brought terror.

"Lu Leng!?"

Xiaopangda called out that name again, and the response this time came very quickly.

"With me here, I won't put you in danger!"

Lu Leng didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said, and he might also mean to express it in front of the big sister who was facing the beast-eared girl's body.

What he didn't see was Xiao Pangda's lowered face, red as an apple.

This may seem plain, but it should be when.

This is the best confession in times of crisis.

Lu Leng didn't know that he had stepped into the pit, so don't ask why he stepped into the pit, after all, the impression of a furious loli has been engraved into the bones.

If you want to forget, you can only rely on imagining that the Beast Ear Girl is another person.

It's very...real!

"Woo!"

Xiaopangda, who was in a soul state, couldn't cry and rushed into Lu Leng's back, rubbing his nose with aggrieved look on his face.

"Sister, don't cry. If my father and mother saw me, I would definitely die miserably!"

Lu Leng still has time to complain and comfort here. There is a black pendant floating between his neck. With the father pressing him down and being confident, then he will be much more calm.

Lu Leng also vividly inherited the old father's unique skill of changing faces. When he turned his head, the smile on his face was a little nervous. The light in his eyes turned into a color that was darker than the chaos around him, and a continuous stream of magic power came.

Black pendant providers are endlessly magical.

Under the infusion of magic, the figure of a fire giant continued to rise.

Among the eight fallen gods in the chaos, another giant with a height of about the same height and surrounded by hot flames was suddenly stood up, and he learned the sumo wrestling action and overturned the fallen god in the lead.

"I made my elder sister cry. I don't care who you are. Just beat them back according to my father's words!"

Lu Leng looked around the eight fallen gods and swept them one by one. The phantom of the fire god Deresas picked up his arms simultaneously and said domineeringly: "Die!"

………

Lu Leng Psychological Theater:

"Damn it, it's finally my turn to explode. I was taken first by that guy Yak, Dad..."

"…You came a little later than that snow!"
Chapter completed!