At this moment, Matthew, who was out to dissipate alcohol, passed by here and glared at Xiaomu who kept beating.

Xiaomu shut up and whistled to fool the dragon somewhere else.

Then, Matthew sat next to Brato and shook his head slightly.

He was the only one who knew about Fantasy Wing, Xiaomu and Bai Ying.

Since Matthew taught Bai Ying the truth about being happy and true, His Highness Bai told Brato the cruel reality that day.

Now the truth has become known to many people.

On the other side of the Phantom Wing is Himself, His family, and the Wild Dragons.

Brato is all stronger than Him.

The great red dragon stood up and shook three times, and He was not qualified to sit before a crown.

Matthew waved his hand and said, "It's okay, sit down and talk, you stand there to block the light."

The reason why Brato is called the Big Red Dragon is related to its height and length.

According to human standards, Matthew's 1.8 meters tall is considered a tall man, while Bratto is at least two meters away, with wide shoulders and thick waist. It does affect the light when blocking him in front of him.

Sit down again.

Matthew threw Him a 82-year-old cigarette that came from the casino.

Red Dragon's fingers could be used as lighters. The two of them lit up each other, and Matthew also coughed twice.

"Crack, no, I'm so choking."

After taking a few puffs, Matthew wiped out his cigarette, mainly because he was not used to it, not used to it.

After receiving the approval, Brato continued to draw, and said, "Maybe this is retribution..."

Matthew asked Him, “Are you going to give up?”

Brato responded, "It's not a question of giving up. After going back, I got married and divorced and became my golden bachelor. Now I understand that my husband is comfortable in being single. In the past, I always went wherever I went."

"Um."

Matthew agreed 100% of the sentence "single and comfortable".

If there are too many women, they cannot marry them together. Just holding a wedding is enough for him to drink a pot.

As for the female dragon like Phantom Wing, Brato could think of the best way to deal with it, probably to get a divorce quietly.

The trouble is too big. No matter the pressure from the Fantasy Dragon family, Brato's face is also not good-looking.

His Highness Bai also agreed to him and coordinated with it.

When Matthew asked about this, he was bored.

Although He went out to have fun every day, he stayed on the Black Dragon most of his time.

The evil god's crown is famous, and the only dragons that dare to talk to Matthew on the entire ship are white cherry blossoms and Brato.

Since this is the end of the conversation, Lord Matthew doesn't mind giving him an idea.

"Phantom Wing is your wife now?"

"Yes, the Crown..."

"He is just an ordinary king of the realm?"

"yes......"

"That's easy."

Matthew said: "Even the Fantasy Dragon Family can't take care of the matter between husband and wife. Then Fantasy Wing has no habit of going out and suddenly disappeared for a year or two, and no one will pay attention to it."

Upon hearing this, Brato shook, "Your Highness, I hate that bitch, but I won't kill Him!"

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Matthew said: "Did I ask you to kill Him? Punish a man or a dragon, so many ways you can't count it."

After saying this, a thin picture book came to Brato.

There is no text on the cover, just open a page and then click on the picture-

In the endless darkness, the narration introduced: "The so-called punishment is not the final result, but the punishment feels pain."

"Things like pain have always been multifaceted, such as the body, mind, soul, consciousness, and even instinct."

Flip down, then flip down.

The red dragon Brato gradually broke out in cold sweat, "No... I am worthy of being the crown of the evil god..."

"It seems my previous decision was correct."

"The evil gods should not be provoked or offended. If it were me, I would not have to have a hundred pages. Within five pages, I would probably not even have the desire to die."

...

The next day, the sun was just right.

There is naturally no sunshine in space navigation, and the artificial imitation effect is almost the same.

His Highness Bai Ying got up and stretched his waist wide, "Hey, why am I asleep?"

A strange and familiar room.

Familiarity because He has been here more than once, strange because it is not His room.

"I slept in his room for another night?"

Bai Ying looked at the time and it was already past breakfast time.

His Highness Bai does have the habit of sleeping in, but that is in his own bed.

He actually slept in the bed of an evil god for nearly 11 hours... Where is his self-control and vigilance?

Fortunately, Bai Ying's clothes and skirt were intact.

His shoes were taken off, and his two white and tender little feet were exposed outside the quilt.

Bai Ying subconsciously shrank back.

"Next time I can't drink with that old guy, something will easily happen."

As for the issue of taking the initiative to kiss an evil god last night, he has been chosen to forget it.

The index commander, Bai Ying briefly sorted out, and it was such a little white dragon full of vitality.

Through mental scanning, Bai Ying discovered that a certain evil god was not on the ship.

"It's too much to go out with me on my back!"

Except for few entertainment facilities on the Black Dragon, there are almost everything you need. Matthew is not here, and the chance of going out to play is as high as 90%.

Bai Ying found the red dragon Brato hiding in the corner. The stupid red dragon that was also useful on the boat was this stupid red dragon.

In an instant, the White Palace came down to the big red dragon who was intoxicated by the infatuation. He planned to slap him, but was attracted by the painting in Brato's hand.

One page, horror.

Another page, so scary.

Another page, where did this stupid red dragon come from such a perverted and terrifying painting?!

"Brato!"

"Ah?...Your Highness Bai!"

The big red dragon was so scared that it jumped three meters high.

Bai Ying, who had a bad face, pointed her finger behind him, "Don't hide, don't hide, take it out."

His Highness spoke, Red Dragon Brato had only one choice.

Seeing that the other party handed the drawing book in front of him, Bai Ying was angry, "I asked you to take it out, I didn't want to see it, who gave it to you?"

"Cultivate the Crown." Brato answered honestly and explained the causes and consequences clearly.

Under the Crown Crown, Evil God, Weird Knowledge...

Bai Ying couldn't help but take a few steps back, then went downstairs, returned to the rest cabin exclusively for His Royal Highness Dragon King, and closed the door to death with a "bang" and locked it, two three and four locks!

"It's so scary. I actually have a normal fantasy about an evil god."

"Brato said that those are the punishments taught to Him by the Cultivator... Then there is no punishment, it is clearly the tragic way of the dragon!"

Recalling all the recent contacts with Xiu, it was fine, Bai Ying didn't make him angry too much.

Bai Ying poured into the sofa, her two white and tender legs were so weak that she couldn't help but feel weak, "I want to go home..."

"Will he let me go?"

"Brato said that he taught His strange knowledge only because of his boredom. I am leaving, wouldn't he be even more bored?"

"Well, so I must pay attention to it today and can't give him a chance to get angry."

So, in the next week, the Black Dragon spacecraft was extremely stable.

The ordinary crew member was careful, and the captain Brato focused on researching the technology.

Your Highness Bai Ying is well-behaved and cute, and the evil god is the clan of the lower class to relax and entertain.

A week later, the spacecraft arrived at Heihuaxing.
Chapter completed!