"Moying, Moying, come out quickly, I can finally control the dragon ball, I am indeed the smartest, hahaha."
In the spacious palace, the flood dragon's huge body was wreaking havoc, his tail was swinging on the wall, making a smacking sound.
But what was more demonic was the other party's roar, it was no different from a second generation who had just snatched a beauty and wanted to vent his excitement.
Moying who had been lying in the corner had his ears twitched as he chose to ignore that fellow who was still acting dumb.
So stupid, he was worried that if he made a move, there would be a problem with his transformation. It was better to wait for that bastard Long Chen to come back first.
Although he couldn't wait to greet him with his claws, but the difference in strength was too big, sigh.
But compared to Long Chen and the flood dragon, he expressed that he trusted Long Chen a lot more.
He couldn't be blamed for not believing his own ally, mainly because Long Chen's IQ was online while the flood dragon had never been online.
There was no harm without comparison.
The flood dragon who didn't know what Moying was thinking was still excited.
He could finally turn over and sing like a serf. Damn it, who asked that fellow to keep calling him a liar, hmph.
He was thinking happily in his heart that he must set some rules with Moying later.
After the excitement, he found out, where was Moying?
"Moying, Moying? Where are you, did I take you away? Heh heh … "
The flood dragon who was talking to himself didn't notice that his tail had been pressed under the claws of a wolf.
Moying rubbed his claws, he didn't want to bully him, but this tail kept swaying in front of him and his claws were itching.
So, don't blame him.
"Ouch, ah ah ah, hahaha, sigh, so painful, so itchy, my tail, Moying, you bastard."
The flood dragon's tail which was used as a sanding stick to grind Moying's claws was shiny and there were a few small scratches on it, making the flood dragon cry out.
The entire flood dragon went berserk, hugging his own tail aggressively and prepared to fight to the death with Moying.
But … the way he attacked was wrong, his head and tail were still connected and before they separated, he used force and successfully fell to the ground.
"Ouch, it hurts. Wuwuwu …" The flood dragon, which was sprawled on the ground, began to doubt its life.
Moying who had once again witnessed the Flood Dragon's stupidity covered his eyes with his two front claws.
He had already said that this fellow was not reliable at all. He was so stupid, how could he believe him?
However, the flood dragon didn't feel stupid at all. Instead, it felt a sense of accomplishment.
He turned over and got up again. Shaking his body, he instantly turned into a baby-faced youth with a completely different personality.
Holding a golden bead in his hand, he skipped towards the big wolf in the corner.
"Moying, Moying, I can help you transform. As long as you promise to be my mount in future, I will help you. How about that?"
The Flood Dragon who had completely forgotten that he was bullied miserably by this big wolf earlier, came forward to find a chance for Moying to deal with him.
He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his actions at all. He squatted beside Da Lang and looked at him expectantly.
Her hands weren't idle either. She was wreaking havoc on the big wolf's head, pinching his ears and pulling his fur. She was having a lot of fun.
She didn't notice that the wolf under her had narrowed its eyes, flashing with the glow of hunting.
As for who was the prey and who was the hunter, it was obvious.
"Are you sure you want to ride me?" Moying opened his mouth. His slightly raised tone made his words full of deep meaning.
Unfortunately, the thick-skinned Flood Dragon didn't notice it at all. He hurriedly nodded, as if he was afraid that he would regret it if he was too slow.
He didn't forget to threaten, "Anyway, you only have one choice. If you don't do it, I won't help you transform."
"Long Chen can't help you. Really, only I can. How about it, how about it, do you agree?"
The Flood Dragon would never admit that he was unhappy when he saw Xunmi sitting on Moying and smiling so happily.
He also wanted to sit on that broad back and long fur. Just looking at it made him feel super good.
But that stingy fellow, every time he just climbed up, he would get him down. He refused to accept it!!
He also wanted to ride it. Not only did he want to wander around, he also wanted to let Xunmi see it and make her envious.
"Then don't regret it." Moying wagged his tail and looked at the stupid fellow in front of him. He opened his mouth and laughed silently.
Want to ride him, ha …
However, he would let him have his way. It was just this rider, not that one.
"Why should I regret it? I won't. Hurry up and turn your head." Nod and I'll ride it. This time I must enjoy the feeling of lying on it and sleeping.
That time when he saw Xunmi sleeping soundly on it, he was even more jealous. What should he do?
The more he thought about it, the more unhappy the Flood Dragon became. He pinched his subordinate's ear fiercely until that cute ear changed shape before letting go.
The frequency of Moying's tail wagging increased and his head shook along with it, "I can promise you, but you have to let me transform first."
"Don't worry, after I transform, I'll let you ride me." He was very trustworthy and wouldn't go back on his word.
The Flood Dragon pursed his lips and seemed to be thinking. His eyes couldn't help but fall onto that grey grey wolf's back. He stretched out his hand and touched it. So comfortable.
Touch again, so good. Touch again, touch again, touch again and again until he almost flew up.
He finally experienced the feeling of Xunmi. It was really addictive. He kept salivating and wanted to pounce on him but was avoided by the vigilant Moying.
The Flood Dragon who had intimate contact with Mother Earth. His eyes were filled with tears as he stared at the huge wolf whose eyes were locked with his and burst into tears.
"Mo … Moying, you … you're so bad. Ugh, I want to transform you, ugh, ride you."
As he cried, he climbed up and held the Dragon Pearl as he started to focus on activating the energy in the Dragon Pearl.
Moying Wolf's eyes flashed past a look of heartache. He didn't expect the Flood Dragon to be so stupid to fall onto the ground again. Sigh.
So stupid. If he wasn't facing him, he would probably be bullied to death.
Forget it, since he was doing a good deed, he would keep this idiot in.
He lowered his eyes, not allowing the other party to discover his thoughts as he quietly accepted the energy that surged into his body.
There was a violent destruction in the gentleness. All his meridians seemed to be crushed and reorganized. The pain in his bones made Moying unable to think of anything else. He clenched his teeth and rolled on the ground.
Not long later, the grey and cute wolf turned into a grey and disheveled wolf.
The Flood Dragon looked at Moying anxiously. There was nothing he could do. He couldn't break the connection with the Dragon Pearl, especially at such a crucial moment.
"Moying, you have to hang in there. You promised to let me ride you. Don't die."
He had wanted to say some words of encouragement but in the end, it became heartless. Especially when the person involved didn't realise that something was wrong.
Moying who was fighting against the pain didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This stupid thing was so stupid that it was hopeless. But miraculously, his body didn't feel so painful anymore.
Not knowing how long had passed, after the intense light, a tall and naked man appeared in front of the Flood Dragon.
His eyes widened in disbelief as he pointed at the handsome man in front of him and shouted, "Why are you taller than me and stronger than me!"
Moying gave a devilish smile, "Because I want to let you ride me. Do you want to ride me now?"
The Flood Dragon immediately threw aside those messy thoughts and pounced towards the man excitedly, "Yes, yes, yes."
Moying caught the man who pounced over, "Then I'll teach you how to ride me."
Not long later, the Main Hall was filled with sobbing sounds, accompanied by soft scolding.
It could be vaguely said, you big liar, how did the agreed ride become a mount, sob sob sob …
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