The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

A small pool: What? He thought that these dragons recruited, including him, were all Wang’s personal guards. Was it not? Still have to compete for jobs?

Only one dragon can become the king's personal bodyguard?

When Hai Rong saw Xiaochi ignore him, he was even more angry and snorted. "Don't think that Wang will look like a guy like you!"

After that, not waiting for the small pool reaction, he hugged the pillow and lay down on the bed.

I couldn't help but mutter in the mouth: "I don't know how heroic the king's heroic posture is. If I can see it, I will die without regret."

Koike was teased by the reaction of Hairong.

Think this is a child?

......

When I slept in the middle of the night, suddenly, a violent shock, followed by a burst of dragons rang through the clouds.

Koike and the little red bird were awakened from their sleep.

Little Red Bird said: "What happened? I seem to feel the breath of the promise."

"And this breath is very confusing, it should be mad."

Hairong Yan also woke up from his sleep and looked at the outside with shock.

The painful dragon snoring is still ringing, and even the ground is shaking.

Outside there seems to be other dragons who are campaigning for the king's bodyguards coming out of the room and heading for the direction of the dragon.

Koike and the little red bird looked at each other and followed the past.

When I arrived at a room in the West Palace, I was already full of dragons.

I saw the words lying on the ground, painful struggles and mourning, the dragon's horn on the head and the dragon's tail behind him have been shaped.

From time to time, there is a powerful and shuddering dragon's pressure to release it.

The little dragons around the election of the king's bodyguards, many of them could not bear, and they retreated.

At this time, the elders were squatting around Yannuo, and while they were stopping the promise of Longwei, they anxiously gave him a sigh of relief, hoping to ease his pain and help him survive the disaster.

However, the voice of Yanuo is getting weaker and weaker, and his face is getting more and more ugly.

There is an older dragon on the side, and the middle-aged man who turned into a sigh sighed: "Oh, it seems that the promise is not saved!"

“How come?? The promise is the most talented younger generation of our Black Dragon!”

"Who can let it go into flames? Now that its dragons are breaking, what can be done?"

The pool that listened to these people talking couldn't help but open the door: "Don't you ask the doctor to treat him?"

“Physician? What is a physician?”

"Yeah? How to treat the fire? How to treat the dragon is useless!"

Xiaochi is really wrong.

Is the Dragon family without a physician?

The little red bird whispered in his ear: "Because the dragons themselves are talents, they can be very good races. Their bodies are extremely tyrannical, they will not be injured, and even if they are injured, they can repair themselves in a short time. As for the fatal wounds on the battlefield, I am afraid that the doctors have no choice. Therefore, the Dragons did not develop a career as a physician."

Koike nodded and thought it was really possible.

Like Xiaohei, it was just a wound. Even if the demon power didn't work, it disappeared directly.

Xiaojinlong is a little bit smaller than Xiaohei, but ordinary injuries can also heal instantly.

The elders looked up and showed some red eyes and looked at Xiaochi: "Do you have a way to save the promise?"

Yan Nuo is the most proud apprentice of the elders.

Therefore, the elders are more concerned about the life and death of Yanuo than anyone else.