Chapter 727: Small dumplings (2)

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When the eyes of the squad touched the eyes of the monsoon smoke, they suddenly smashed up. The short two front hooves suddenly lifted up, waving against the monsoon smoke, and the soft voice suddenly came out of the mouth of the dumplings.
"Mother... mother..."
"..." The expression of the monsoon smoke broke instantly.
The soldiers who were waiting around were also stunned.
"Mother... mother... hug... hug..." The soft, small scorpion spoiled the rounded gang, and a pair of small hooves were able to wave the monsoon smoke.
The monsoon smoke took a breath of air, and the hand holding the evil sword began to shake. She turned her head and looked at the fire, and her face was incredible.
"It...I...this..."
The fire also felt some accidents. I could watch the small eyes of the small scorpion staring at the monsoon smoke. The small hoof could be waving, and he instantly understood.
"Cough... I forgot to tell you that when the new demon king is born, there will be a certain nestling mentality, and will not attack the first demon that it sees..."
And will treat each other as their parents.
This is one of the reasons why the Yaozu is easy to swallow.
only……
Looking at the silent monsoon smoke, the fire is inexplicable and I want to laugh.
The expression of the monsoon smoke, do not mention how many depressions, she swept away to see the small dumplings selling the spoiled, the mouth slightly twitching.
"Hug..." The small group worked hard for a long time, and did not receive any response. The big eyes in the big eyes were grievous, and the hair ball on the tail fell.
That expression, don't mention how pitiful it is.
The heart of the monsoon smoke slammed tightly, looking at the little squad that was grievous, and repeatedly warned himself in his heart...
This is the Yaozu.
Also special is a demon king.
You have to be calm.
Don't be fooled by its current appearance!
"That... this is only alive, if you bring it back..." The monsoon smoke tentatively asks for a fire.
Flowing fire: "Like the other demon kings."
The monsoon smoke was shocked, and the mind involuntarily recalled the disclosure of the smashing armor before the fire.
A weapon that is made of the bones of the demon king.
"But it is still a little bigger." The monsoon smoked a tearful little scorpion, and some struggled in the heart.
This little guy seems to have done nothing bad. It is born because its "father" is ready to eat it to make up for it...
Think about it and stop it.
The monsoon smoke consciously thinks that it is not a good person, but it is still positive.
"For the demon king, it doesn't matter the size, and..." The fire broke down and deliberately lowered the voice: "The newly born demon king has great potential, and the use of it to destroy the armor will increase the possibility of promotion." high."
The brow of the monsoon smoke wrinkled up. She was very resistant to everything that was done, especially after knowing the source of the deceased and the armor of the world. She can say that she has already hated it all.
The demon is certainly evil, but this new demon king has just been born, has not done a bad thing, and has never hurt any one's life.
The monsoon smoke looked at the tears of the little demon king's grievances. Hey, the picture of the falling, the mind could not help but think that such a small group fell into the hands of the Holy Dragon Emperor, was stripped and cramped, turned into a smashing armor... The scream of anger slammed.
The small group still silently wiped their tears with small hooves, and was suddenly caught in a warm embrace.