Chapter 1839 A Dragon Who Cannot Dig a Hole Is Not a Good Dragon (4)

Dragon God can almost feel that a certain uncle's eyes are passing over his neck, as if he is considering whether it is better to pinch with the left hand or the right hand?

"No! I am not unwilling! I am willing! I am very willing! Isn't it just digging holes! This is my strong point! Just wait, I can dig you out in minutes!" Dragon God said almost instantly. Express your determination!

Compared to being beaten to death by someone, digging a hole is nothing short of child's play!

The coldness and killing intent in the air subsided immediately.

Dragon God burst into tears in his heart.

After all, we are all high gods, so we can be regarded as half colleagues. I know you care about this human girl, but you can't pamper her to such a frenzied point!

I just hesitated a little, and you put on a posture of wanting to kill yourself, are you still letting me live!

From this moment, the Dragon God clearly realized that no matter how incredible the human girl in front of him proposed in the future, he must agree without thinking, otherwise, what awaits him is a violent beating like a storm!

Long Sheng, there is no hope!

Dragon God's mood fell to the bottom. In the Protoss, he was only in awe of the main god and the battle god, but now, there is another human name added to this list!

Long Jian will not tear it down!

"Well, before I leave, can I pack up my things?" Dragon God knew that he had no room to struggle, so he simply broke the jar.

"Pack up your things?" Shen Yanxiao tilted her head and looked at Dragon God.

"When you became a high god, didn't you finish confiscating your things?"

There was a hint of embarrassment on Dragon God's expression. He lowered his head, intertwined his two thick palms uneasy, and whispered: "The Lord God won't bring me anything to the God Realm."

"Oh, that's fine, you go clean it up." Shen Yanxiao expressed her understanding.

A group of souls in her heart lake left the heart lake one after another, and gathered entities outside. The Dragon God rushed out immediately, and seized every minute and every second to pack up his property.

Shen Yanxiao stared at the mortal body of the Dragon God in a daze, she thought for a moment, then asked Xiu Dao beside her: "Xiu, how do I transport this away?"

Without the body of the eight-winged golden dragon, the Dragon God cannot be resurrected, and Xiao Doudou has no blood to replace.

"Put it in the ring." Xiu said lightly.

"Najie?" Shen Yanxiao was slightly taken aback, Najie cannot place any living things, this body, is it considered alive or dead?

"A body without a soul is just a vessel." Xiu raised his hand and rubbed Shen Yanxiao's little head.

A sense of loss suddenly appeared in Shen Yanxiao's eyes.

The dragon god already has a resurrected body, but Xiu's body has not been whereabouts so far, so Xiu must be very sad.

As if sensing Shen Yanxiao's emotional changes, Xiu cupped Shen Yanxiao's small face with both hands, and lowered his head slightly.

"I can wait."

"I will definitely find your body back." Shen Yanxiao looked at those golden eyes that seemed cold but full of tenderness, and solemnly promised.

"En." Xiu lightly responded, lowered his head and kissed Shen Yanxiao's ruddy little mouth.

Taotie silently watched the two immersed in the world of the two. The very sensible cat went to the corner, trying to find something that could be used as rations from this room that had been vacant for nearly ten thousand years.