The little milk dragon is pampered and teased by the crazy boss

Chapter 133

When the boy fell asleep, his tail wrapped around his arm, afraid that he would run away.

Even when he wakes up, he wants to hold it.

Perhaps frightened by his daytime madness, I have to watch him all the time, always paying attention to his emotional changes.

Mo returned when he just felt a little funny, but he carried the boy to the library and flipped through ancient books, with a crimson tail and covered with scales.

Ancient books and myths record that the candle dragon family, the whole body is inky, can call the wind and rain, good at fire, the best is crimson, surrounded by red fireworks, ten thousand years without one.

The boy stared intently at the picture, pouted, and buried his face in Mo Guishi's arms, he didn't like the illustration above.

"The candle dragon is not so ugly."

The voice of the young man in his arms was a little aggrieved, and it was not as good as his drawing.

"How about Lin Lin take a look at it and reattach a picture?"

"Showing your body at will is punishable." The boy flicked his tail, and his beautiful amber eyes looked at him seriously, as if thinking about something.

"Brother Shi can wait for the heavenly ceremony to pray for rain and blessing, and Lin Lin turns into the body, and then Brother Shi can see it."

The system brother did not say that he could not tell the god-sama, and the god-sama could see his tail, so it could not be considered that he took the initiative to expose his identity.

Dragons cannot be punished.

[Of course don't blame the host] system cooperated, the little guy is getting smarter and smarter, knowing to justify himself, if in the past, he can only accept the punishment with grievances.

I'm afraid that when the time comes, it will be even more difficult for the body to coax again.

It is also because the little guy has never seen the world, plus a thick layer of filter and trust in him.

"Will you be punished for doing this?" Mo returned when he was still worried about the punishment in the little guy's words.

If so, he would rather continue the drought in this world, and the people will not have a good life, rather than the little guy being hurt in the slightest.

"Within the scope of the Heavenly Dao, you can." The boy said obediently, as if seeing his concern, and rubbed the back of his hand with his tail, silently soothing him.

"I can't wait."

Mo Guishi stretched out his hand and pinched the little guy's soft face, no wonder even if he was tired and passed out, he could be alive on the second day.

Even the traces dissipated.

Really, a bonus.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and the icy watermelon became warm after a while, and the palace people were busy preparing for the heavenly ceremony.

There were rumors that because His Majesty today, the silver-haired and silver-eyed was the reincarnation of a demon, so the heavens were angry and sent a great drought to punish the world.

Countless refugees gathered and poured into Shangjing, clamoring for the tyrant to abdicate and commit suicide to ask for heaven's forgiveness.

The demon descends into the world, calamity is chaotic, and he should fall into the eighteenth level of hell, be punished, and never be allowed to live beyond life.

The concentration of refugees in the hundreds of thousands is menacing.

Mo Guishi listened to the report of the dark guard, his expression was indifferent, there was not much reaction, since he had promised the little guy to save the people, no matter how much the people disliked him, as long as he could make the little guy feel at ease, he would do everything he could.

How these people slander, he does not care.

Every once in a while, it's just a fuss.

Like an annoying fly, it is inexhaustible.

Even if everyone in the world hates him and slanders him, so what.

There was only one person he cared about from beginning to end.