216 Centaur, What Kind of Centaur?

"Stop dreaming!" Black Dragon stretched out his claws and clenched his fist to threaten him loudly, "Because you can't beat me. If you want to be the emperor, I must be the one to do it!"

"Oh, what kind of king or emperor, what's the difference? It's all a dream anyway!"

Leon sneered and said indifferently:

"Maybe our team was beaten to death on the road before we even reached the royal capital and completed the great mission of restoring the country you mentioned!"

"Are you kidding me!" Seeing this guy doubting his own strength, the little black dragon was furious.

"Roar--"

It suddenly stood up and roared to the sky, shouting loudly and loudly: "I, yes, beat, no, die!"

"Just blow it!" Leon leaned back and tilted his head to look at it coldly, "You are such a bitch. If you hadn't run fast enough, you would have been beaten to death so many times!"

"What's in your eyes? I don't believe anyone can beat me to death now, why don't you give it a try!"

The black dragon said "Boom", lay directly on the ground, and shouted loudly:

"I'll just lie here and let you beat me!"

"If you can't kill me, you're just a dog!"

"Really?" The corners of Leon's mouth turned up, and he pulled out a "long gun" from the barbecue grill with a "swipe" of the ground, looking at the black dragon rolling on the ground eager to try.

"I……"

But a moment later, Leon suddenly put down his spear again, with a look of no fighting spirit: "Believe me! You must want to torment me again!"

"Well, come on, hit me if you are told! What are you doing, whining?" Heilong seemed a little sleepy as he spoke, and couldn't help but yawned several times.

"Okay, this is what you said!"

Hey hey hey, if you really have a chance to beat this black dragon, it will be for nothing!

As Leon spoke, a powerful fighting spirit suddenly burst out from his body, with a strange smile on his face, and he said in a false tone:

"Let me try it today and see how much better you have become during the time we were apart!"

Hey!

This guy was holding a spear, and a cold light suddenly flashed on the tip of the spear, directly bursting out with a fighting spirit exclusive to knights.

The spear was like lightning, piercing the air and instantly stabbing the black dragon's abdomen, which was relatively weak in defense.

"Click..."

The scales on the black dragon's belly were dented on the spot. Before Leon could continue to thrust harder, its belly suddenly ejected again, instantly causing the spear to scratch across its belly, leaving a long gap. Spark Arc.

Damn, this villain's skin seems to be thicker...

Seeing that the attack failed to work, Leon was very unconvinced. He took back his spear and stabbed the black dragon's body crazily.

Click, click, click...

"Hey, you are not strong enough..."

After a while, looking at his scales that were still as clean as new, the black dragon couldn't help but sigh, his belly swelled a few times, and he said in a very flat voice:

"No wonder you couldn't even reach sixty in that noblewoman's room!"

"Fuck!" Hearing this bastard talk about this again, Leon, who was flushed from exhaustion, instantly turned purple and became furious, "Can you stop mentioning this all the time?"

"Jie Jie Jie, why can't you mention it? Did I say something wrong?" Heilong's eyelids kept rising, and he was full of provocation.

Snapped!

"Asshole, stop fighting!"

Seeing this guy's shameless look, Leon was so angry that he threw the rune spear to the ground.

"Woof woof woof..."

However, after a few breaths, Leon, who barked for a while, saw the black dragon lying on the ground still drunk, and suddenly his heart moved, and he asked again:

"By the way, I'm obviously disfigured now. How on earth did you recognize me, you bastard?"

This guy Leon suddenly said something, and he obviously wanted to continue his desperate struggle and find a way to escape again.

? ? ?

Overheated with alcohol, the unresponsive little black dragon raised his head slightly and stared at him blankly for a while. Finally, he couldn't help blinking and asked strangely:

"Are you disfigured? Why didn't I notice? Aren't you as ugly now as you were before?"

"Get out!" Leon had just reunited with this black dragon bastard, and he already felt like he was about to explode. "If you don't say anything, forget it. Why talk nonsense..."

"Sorry, we dragons never look at faces when recognizing people!"

Heilong said and suddenly laughed strangely: "Jie Jie Jie, haven't I told you a long time ago? Your arrogance can be smelled hundreds of kilometers away!"

"Damn it, you bastard, what is the structure of your brain? Why are you all drunk and you don't say a few truths in your mouth..." Leon complained, rolling his eyes fiercely, feeling helpless.

"Oh, why don't you fight? Then I'll go to sleep first, and then you can call me when it's almost dawn...Gululu, Gululu..." Heilong said, closing his eyes and snoring on the spot.

"Damn it, what kind of Broken Dragon is this?"

"So big-hearted? In the wilderness, lying on the ground and sleeping?"

"It's not afraid of being beaten to death and then picked up and eaten at home?"

Leon cursed for a while, but he didn't dare to imitate that bastard and fall asleep in the wild. After all, he didn't have the same perverted defense as that bastard, so he had to add a handful of firewood to the campfire with a grimace and start to keep vigil.

"..."

In Redwood Town, when he heard the noise and entered the animal pen, he found that the large earth dragon had run away, leaving only a rock coat. The hotel owner was silent for a while, and suddenly felt a sense of joy in his heart.

So, my hotel door is saved?

The hotel manager was lucky for a while, but suddenly realized something was wrong and hurriedly rushed to the guest room upstairs.

Then, he discovered that the female half-dragon inside was gone.

"Damn it, that damn half-dragon bastard, he's actually staying at the Bawang Store again..."

…

Outside Redwood Town, under the rising sun, on the top of the hill.

Three wanted criminals who were famous in the North gathered together and suddenly looked at each other for a while. Yelena couldn't help but spoke first:

"I am Yelena Norman, the last heir of the Norman Kingdom."

"You must be the Knight of Leon, right? Now there is an opportunity in front of you to be promoted to a noble lord..."

"As long as you help kill that damn rebel king Xavius ​​and let me successfully restore the country, you will be a powerful noble in the kingdom!"

"A great noble?" The shameless knight Leon pretended to have bright eyes.

"That's right, at least a big noble like a grand duke!" Yelena added awkwardly.

"At that time, the entire principality will be yours. You can do whatever you want, and whoever you want. Wouldn't it be a pleasure!" Seeing her weak negotiation, the little black dragon had to speak, pretending. He added in a charming tone, "How about this, can this deal be done?"

The shameless knight drooled when he heard this, and nodded in agreement according to the routine: "Okay, I'll do this deal!"

Then, he asked: "So, how many troops do we have now?"

"A Centaur? What Centaur?" Yelena said, her voice getting softer and thinner, and in the end she just lowered her head and did not dare to speak.

Seeing Leon's questioning look, the little black dragon couldn't help but let out a strange laugh: "Jie Jie Jie, aren't all our men and horses here?"

Leon: "..."