Chapter 1782: Uh, sorry, I can't hold you back--

Hua Qianye Qiang took a breath and walked into the forest without looking back.
Jomo walked three or four miles away, and his sweat was raining in his forehead, his eyes were black and the trees around him seemed to be alive, and they were shaking in front of him.
He couldn't hold it anymore, he was tripped over by a big tree root under his feet, stumbled a big heel, and couldn't get up again.
At this location, the piggy bank may still smell-
He gave a strong breath and wanted to get up again.
But his body was soft and made a futile effort. Instead of standing up, he exhausted all his energy.
A faint white light flashed, and he turned into a white dragon ...
It was lying there, breathing heavily, and could barely open its eyes.
柒 柒 Although he had detoxified him, his immortal power was almost exhausted, he had no strength at all, could no longer walk, and could no longer maintain the human form ...
And his dragon shape was too huge, and he lost his power to make him smaller. He couldn't take him away, he could only stay beside him.
The search for the magic will be one after another, this time only a yellow-clothed magic general, fortunately killed him with a beauty plan, but then there will be other magic will search over?
Still so lucky?
If she walks alone, at least half of her chances to escape.
If he stayed by his side like this, but there was only one dead, there was no second way to go.
If she explained to her that she had run away alone, the little girl would definitely not be willing.
Even if she knew that staying with him was a dead end, she was afraid that she would simply choose to stay.
That's why he chose to hurt her with words, let her die, and let her run away alone ...
In order to achieve a realistic effect, he tried his last strength to re-form into a human form, said those words that hurt her, and then walked away casually ...
And this last trace of strength only supported him to travel these three or four miles, and then he couldn't hold it anymore and turned into a dragon again.
This time, he had no strength to raise his eyes. There Fu breathed slightly.
Long's ear strength was amazing, and he naturally heard a bit of a conversation between Pi and Piggy Bank, and seemed to see her teary eyes and tightly closed mouth. .
The heart seemed to be with a silk thread, and there was faint pain--
He naturally knew that she loved to cry. She had no choice but to cry. Even if she didn't see it this time, the tears in her eyes seemed to drip into his heart, making him feel sore ...
Uh, sorry, I can't hold you back--
Hopefully-you can go out safely ...
With a piggy bank beside her, she should be able to foresee the danger in advance and give her time to run—
He sighed secretly, still very uneasy, but-he was already powerless.
He closed his eyes slightly and accumulated strength.
He needs at least ten days of work to accumulate the power to escape, but now obviously there is not so much time for him to recover.
Because he had heard that a team of Demon mortals and horses were approaching quickly, not surprisingly, they could find him after about ten minutes ...
It's not the first time that Qian Qianye has lived for so many years.
However, it is wrong to think that he can only be slaughtered by others. Although he does not have the strength to get up now, he still has the ability to explode.
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I found that many readers could n’t bear the female lead ’s aggrieved, and a little bit of grievance, she shouted that the author would only abuse the female lead, which was really helpless. I obviously set up a lot of nanzhu to do this, but I still ca n’t see it ... ...
I don't know how others write articles, but I feel that a heart-warming story must be ups and downs to be enough. Do you like to read my articles because of this?
So stop interfering with my writing ...
Seriously, recently I am very glass-hearted, and it is easy to change my thinking due to readers' comments. Sometimes I have a feeling of incomprehension. I also know that this is not good, but I can't control it. Therefore, everyone can urge more, discuss the plot, and scold the protagonist for the supporting role, but please don't scold the author anymore.