Chapter 4411 5.0163 Her Dragon

Sikong Fuling stared at it for a while with a stunned expression on his face, then raised his hand to touch his nose, "It looks like this, no, it's so hungry that it can only crawl, right?"

Mu Xingchen glanced at her and was speechless, "Miss Sikong, you really know how to joke."

When Sikong Fuling heard the words, he glanced at Mu Xingchen silently, and coughed awkwardly.

It's true, I've never heard of a holy beast being able to starve to death?

It must be their delusion.

[Hungry... so hungry... master, hungry...]

Qiao Mu suddenly turned over and sat up, his movements were so large that he almost turned himself out of bed.

A pair of hazy eyes met Mo Lian, who was sitting at the table looking at her. She was at a loss for a while, not knowing where she was.

Mo Lian couldn't help but want to laugh, she walked up quickly, pulled off her clothes and sat down beside the bed.

He raised his hand and took her little hand, "How?"

"Who is calling me." Qiao Mu glanced at the prince with a serious expression, stretched out a finger, and poked the direction outside the door, "Outside the door."

Mo Lian gritted her teeth secretly, but she got up as she said, walked to the door, raised her hand and pushed the door open.

Guo saw a slender little thing, slipped in, and hurried to the owner's bed with tears in her eyes.

【Owner……】

Qiao Mu sat cross-legged and looked at the little guy who was climbing up.

This slender little thing has vertical lines of blood engraved on its back and a pair of small horns on its head.

Qiaomu seemed to see three little dragons whirling up and down in the sky above the sparkling lake.

On the foreheads of the three little dragons, each with a pair of dragon horns and a red-blooded dragon body, meandering straight up.

The flames sprayed were also the color of red blood. As soon as the flames touched the surface of the lake, there was a screeching sound, and a small piece of lake water completely evaporated.

【Come back, how dare you make such a fuss? 】

[So disobedient, watch this little ancestor draw out Fuxi's great sword, kill Er, etc...]

Qiao Mu looked at the crawling and crawling in front of him with far-reaching eyes. It was not easy to climb down the bed and reach the things under her knees.

He couldn't help but let out a faint smile, raised his fingers and gently touched Xiaolong's head.

It turned out that this noisy blood-marked dragon had always been sealed in the inner world by her.

The snake sculpture in the inner world, what kind of snake sculpture is it?

Now I still remember the scene where the lake water, which was stained with a little bit of red blood flames, evaporated into water vapor.

This ignition can burn the mountains and rivers, the sun and the moon, and it is so violent.

The small face was paralyzed and the color of the eyes was gentle and slightly swaying, and the small hand touched the small dragon's head, but the mind drifted to nowhere.

[Xiaobao, no matter where you go, Master will definitely look at you. 】

[Time and space are not a problem, as long as you miss Master, call me, and Master will definitely hear it. 】

Qiao Mu blinked lightly, looked up at Mo Lian, who stopped and stared at him, with a smile, his eyes curved, "I'm hungry."

Mo Lian stepped forward quickly, reached out and gently embraced her in her arms, lowered her head and dropped a kiss on her forehead, "What do you want to eat?"

"I want something sweet. Bean paste cake, pineapple jelly, coconut hibiscus cake, anything is fine."

"Okay." Mo Lian stretched out her hand to support her shoulders, and looked down at the blood-patterned magic dragon hovering over the little girl's leg, "I didn't expect this to be a sweet-toothed dragon."

"When Xiaohong is hungry, she can't fly." Qiao Mu reached out and rubbed Xiaolong's head, his voice quite emotional.

Mo Lian raised her eyebrows slightly, "Little Hong?"