Quick Transmigration: The target of the strategy is sick again

Fortunately, he is not afraid of heights, otherwise he would not be scared to death.

Qibeier: ["This...this, Lord Demon Dragon, where are you taking me? Put me down first!"]

Demon Dragon Nansa: ["Aren't you afraid of me?"]

I was quite scared at first, but after he asked this sentence, I was no longer afraid.

There is also an inexplicable intimacy.

Master Molong was a little sad when he didn't receive a response.

The magic dragon brought Beibei to the main hall of the castle. Only then did Beibei realize how big the main hall is. If it was far away, he would not be able to hear what he said.

Demon Dragon Nansa: ["Aren't you afraid?"]

Why is this question asked repeatedly.

Qibeier: ["Not afraid."]

What are you afraid of?

I was afraid of ghosts, but ghosts didn't hurt me at all. I was not afraid of people, but people hurt me all over.

Demon Dragon Nansa: ["Eat!"]

Before he could see clearly, the magic dragon shrunk and held the fruit in front of him.

Beibei rubbed his stomach, but he didn't feel hungry, but he couldn't refuse since everyone was so polite, so he took a red bayberry and fed it to his mouth.

As a result, the magic dragon seemed to be a little excited, pushing away the heat waves around him, making Beibei a little uncomfortable, and retreating back, but it didn't help at all.

Demon Dragon Nansa: ["Roar——"]

Demon Dragon Nansa: ["Human beings are indeed liars, you are afraid of me!"]

I don't know why the magic dragon suddenly became angry, and after getting bigger, it flew above the castle hall, and it was completely dark here.

Beibei feels a little uncomfortable, this is too irritable, if he rejected his fruit just now, has he already become the fertilizer of the fruit tree?

Qibeier: ["You calm down! It's because you are too hot, I can't bear it."]

Qibeier: ["I ate your fruit!"]

Even if Bei Bei yelled loudly, he had no way of knowing whether the magic dragon heard it or not.

Qibeier: ["I'm not afraid of you!"]

Qibeier: ["I'm not afraid of you!"]

Qibeier: ["..."]

Beibei didn't know how many times he had said this, as if he was making a guarantee for someone, he was burning his life with his throat.

Demon Dragon Nansa: ["Roar—are you really not afraid of me?"]

Beibei could feel his loneliness, as if he just wanted to find someone to accompany him.

Qibeier: ["Don't be afraid! Come down!"]

Beibei raised his neck and shouted, afraid that the person he was speaking would not be able to hear. In fact, the dragon could hear everything he said clearly. The dragons are famous for their sharp ears, and their ears are particularly sensitive.

He could clearly hear the sounds of growing flowers and plants, the chirping of birds, and the walking of pedestrians thousands of miles away.

He was very happy to hear that so many people could come to accompany him this time.

But they just saw these people, but they turned back for no reason, and some even ran around and jumped up and down after seeing him.

He likes humans very much, and he also has a human body, but he often appears as his original self when he is alone.

Demon Dragon Nansa: ["Okay!"]

The magic dragon became very small and looked cute, Beibei stretched out his hand to hold him.

Demon Dragon Nansa: ["How? Is this okay?"]

Qibeier: ["Yes, we are just mortals who can't bear the heat wave all over the body of Lord Molong, so I am not afraid of you."]

Demon Dragon Nansa: ["Roar..."]

He roared softly, as if telling him that he understood.

Beibei had forgotten what he was here for, and this dragon didn't seem so scary.

Vivienne Coco: ["Who are you? Where is Your Highness?"]

Beibei was taken aback, turned around and looked, only to find that a woman was wearing a romantic chiffon skirt, net yarn sewn layers of crochet jacquard, the hollow effect conveyed the impression of a lady, revealing the beauty from the court of Versailles Breath, put it on like a dress in general.