Ye Wudao: "..."

Second Olympic!

Killing Ye Wudao didn't even think that the old beggar Hong Qigong was so stubborn, the Dragon King was just angry, so scared Hong Qigong almost wet his pants.

How many things does this old man hide from himself?

The Dragon King suddenly stepped on the anteater, and the anteater spit out the elixir in pain.

The Dragon King swallowed the elixir in one gulp, and then slapped the Anteater, which flew towards Ye Wudao and the others.

The speed of the anteater was too fast, like a meteor from the sky, it swiped through the air and rubbed the flames, hitting Ye Wudao and the others.

Ye Wudao felt that Taishan's pressure was coming, and they couldn't even breathe.

Everyone quickly released their energy to resist.

But even so, it was knocked upside down and flew hundreds of meters away. After landing, the Anteater had only one last breath left.

Lone Wolf and others also suffered internal injuries to varying degrees.

Ye Wudao was better, he just suffered a slight skin injury.

But the Dragon King just slapped the Anteater with a random paw, and the dignified Immortal Demon Realm powerhouse was damaged, which also showed the strength of the Dragon King.

Ye Wudao was burning with anger in his heart. He really didn't think that the Dragon of National Fortune would be so heartless, so powerful that he turned his face and didn't recognize anyone.

If I had known that it was so unscrupulous, I would have given it to roasted dragon meat!

The Dragon King smiled arrogantly: "Haha, don't say I don't give you a chance. It's not impossible to use my fire to help you forge magic weapons. Come to the Dragon King Pit to find me!"

"If you can come to the Dragon King's Pit, I will help you cast a magic weapon, haha!"

After the words were finished, the Dragon King flew into the sky and walked away laughing wildly on the white clouds.

Lone Wolf spit out blood and scolded: "Damn, it's so fucking ungrateful! If I hadn't beaten you now, I would have to skin you and cramp!"

"Brother, you really shouldn't have taken this thing back then, you should have killed him."

Ye Wudao sighed, what's the use of saying this now?

He didn't respond to Lone Wolf, he just released a wisp of consciousness of the old beggar Hong Qigong.

Hong Qigong was extremely embarrassed, looking at Ye Wudao and the others without saying a word.

Ye Wudao said, "Hong Qigong, before someone said that the Dragon King was just a little worm in his eyes. How can someone become the other party's toilet paper now?"

Hong Qigong smiled and said, "That... bragging, exercising..."

Go fuck your workout!

Lone Wolf cursed loudly, "Who uses bragging rights to exercise? Hong Qigong, what the hell is going on with toilet paper?"

Hong Qigong quickly defended: "Nothing, nothing..."

As a result, before the words were finished, the space behind Hong Qigong suddenly cracked, and a claw came out of the crack in the space.

This is the Dragon King's claws, and half of the dragon's tail is also exposed.

In the next second, it grabbed Hong Qigong's body and rubbed the dragon's tail... no, the dragon's ass.

On the dragon's buttocks, impurity aura continued to escape.

The Dragon King just wiped it and threw Hong Qigong all the way.

"Damn, it's just a wisp of consciousness! Hong Qigong, within ten days, let your body wipe my ass."

"Damn, I swallowed two spiritual pills one after another, and it's a little indigestible."

Hong Qigong hurriedly shouted: "Lord Dragon King, my body is trapped in a parallel space, and I can't get out."

"You can help me out, Lord Longwang. As long as you help me, I will only be your toilet paper in my life..."

However, the Dragon King had already flown far away and did not respond to Hong Qigong.

Hong Qigong bowed his head in despair.

Ye Wudao and the others almost stared at their eyes.

Originally, they thought that Hong Qigong would wipe the other party's buttocks at most, but who would have thought that Hong Qigong would actually use his body as toilet paper to wipe his buttocks...

Wow, it's just ruining the three views.

Hong Qigong, this old bastard, really has no lower limit, and he has no self-esteem at all. JrNovels.com