Vol 2 Chapter 947: , The bulging lady

However, in the next moment, before the golden young dragon stood still, it was already flying towards Zhang Xiang.
The grievances on its small face are like being treated unfairly, tears the size of a fist dripping from the corner of its eyes.
Its feet quickly trampled on the ground, stomping on one footprint after another.
Then, when he ran not far in front of Zhang Xiang, he pounced in the direction of Zhang Xiang.
"Wait, wait..." Zhang Xiang shook his hands in front of him.
Although he could bear the impact of the golden young dragon flying over, he would undoubtedly suffer some pain.
The only thing that the golden young dragon didn't notice was that when it looked like it was feeling wronged and saw its relatives, it swooped down in the direction of Zhang Xiang.
The girl who originally followed it with a happy smile on her face puffed out her small face in dissatisfaction.
It looks like a bun's face, giving people a lovely feeling.
"Damn Xiaolonglong, my sister has been playing with you for so long. Now that I meet new friends, do I have to abandon my sister?" The girl who seemed to be about six or seven years old raised angrily He lifted his small fist and said to the golden young dragon who had already dived above the ground.
"However, I won't give up so easily. Xiaolonglong, you will definitely become my friend!" The girl in a lace dress raised her small fist, her face showing a slightly immature and firm face. He came and waved his little fist. Look. Yarn, Chinese website
Then, she flapped the pair of bat-like wings behind her, carrying her body like a purple-pink rainbow, and chased at a faster speed along the direction in which the golden young dragon escaped. Up.
Moreover, when the golden young dragon ran towards Zhang Xiang, the swooping rainbow light suddenly turned and rushed towards the direction of the golden young dragon.
And even when the young golden dragon was about to rush to Zhang Xiang, Zhang Xiang opened his hands somewhat helplessly, intending to withstand the impact of the young golden dragon.
Then, give it a good lesson and let it know when it’s wrong to do so.
The body of the golden young dragon seemed to be by a rope, but the whole body was unable to advance half a minute.
Its feet were still moving, but they just stepped on the ground with ‘bang, bang’.
Then, like a treadmill, the feet are running fast.
However, its body did not move forward.
At this moment, Sakura exclaimed.
"Ah, there is a little girl!" Sakura's face was amazed, she stretched out her right hand and pointed at the back of the young golden dragon. (Hundreds of meters away, in the night sky, she did not see the girl like Zhang Xiang.)
Under Sakura's exclaim, Zhang Xiang also looked behind the golden young dragon.
I saw that at this moment, the girl wearing a pink lace dress and a lady's hat on top of her head, with a pair of cute pocket bat wings, was showing an angry expression, holding the golden young dragon in both hands. The tail behind him is constantly dragging backwards.
Moreover, I don't know if the golden young dragon doesn't want to harm this girl, or what lessons the golden young dragon has received.
Even in the midst of anxiety and grievance, the young golden dragon still did not let the flame on its tail touch the girl.
However, looking at the monster in front of him, a thought flashed through Zhang Xiang's mind.
'monster? Big monster? No, I don't even feel her breath, it's blurry. Is the strength far surpassing me? Zhang Xiang is analyzing quickly.
After all, have you ever seen any ordinary girl who can have the power comparable to the power of a golden young dragon that is more than four meters high?
Not to mention, there is a pair of bat wings that you can see at a glance behind her, not for decoration.
It's just that, looking at the golden young dragon intact in front of me, and the cute expression on the little girl's body.
Zhang Xiang didn't know why, it was difficult for him to be alert.
Looking at the aggrieved look in front of him and looking at his golden young dragon with longing eyes, Zhang Xiang still took a few steps forward and hugged the golden young dragon's head into his arms.
Suddenly, the young golden dragon began to cry, and his voice was full of grievances, like large drops of tears like soybeans, constantly streaming from the corners of its eyes.
He continued to use the voice of grievance, following Zhang Xiang's words.
And because of the contractual connection, Zhang Xiang finally guessed the matter from the intermittent narration of the golden young dragon and the changing feelings.
"Oh oh... You mean, you only fly in the sky. This young lady started chasing you continuously. Moreover, she said she was looking for you to play, but she was holding your tail. When you were flying, you pulled your wings, which made you almost fall off. Then, she did a lot of bad things to you. Finally, you finally escaped. But, no Thinking of being chased up again, right?" Zhang Xiang stretched out his right hand and gently stroked the golden young dragon's head, comforting it.
"Woo..." The young golden dragon continued to talk about his grievances.
"Really? I see. Our family’s Longlong is a good boy. He didn’t fight with each other. Well, that young lady is really a badass." Zhang Xiang continued to agree with Golden Dragon’s words and calmed down. With it.
And with Zhang Xiang's comfort, the young golden dragon also temporarily became quiet.
However, at this moment, a girl's voice full of grievances rang.
"What? People just want to play with you because you are lonely. But, I didn't expect that you ran away alone halfway through the game, so the wicked would sue first! Humph, badass!" The expression was full of anger, staring at the young golden dragon and said.
But after returning to Zhang Xiang's side, the young golden dragon mustered up the courage to come and refuted it for the first time. (When I was young, in the eyes of ordinary children, fathers and mothers were always tall.)
"Woohoo!!!" The young golden dragon retorted aggrievedly.
He stretched out his left half of his wings slightly, and pointed his right forelimb to the crayon smear marks on it, with grievance and anger in his words.