Frost Wings

Bell entered the city holding the head of the Balor Flame Demon. The guard at the door looked at him with reverence. He smiled at the door, the black gown on his body suddenly swelled, and two wings stretched out from behind, nearly fifteen. The body of a giant deep **** fiend is exposed.

He was covered with black mist and thick smoke, and the silver magic pattern wrapped around his body that turned back into the devil form, making his sturdy body look much slimmer.

His face was as ferocious and vicious as an ordinary devil, but the smile on this ghost's face gave Bai He the same gentle and refined feeling as before. Bai Long, who let go of the devil, couldn't help but wonder, this devil is indeed a natural pretender. Offensive, watching him put on such a poss, the devils behind him are going crazy with worship.

Bell smiled and raised the 'credential' in his hand, and many devils in the fortress burst into earth-shattering cheers when they saw the head of the Balor Flame Demon, which was frozen into ice.

This is better than letting him pretend.

Bai He secretly sighed, fortunately, Benlong didn't need the reputation of Hell either.

"Brothers! Paozers! compatriots!" Bell flew to the top of the fortress, held Shazuka's head in his hand, and gave a passionate speech: "Today we won a great victory, the lackeys of the abyss, the war mad, Crazy, just fell under our iron fist..."

Bai He's face twitched, he hesitated for a while, and chose to quietly watch Bell pretend to be forceful.

"So even though we are in retreat, the situation on the front line is unfavorable, we can't be discouraged, **** is big, we are still strong, and the justice of the entire multiverse is behind us (Bell laughs slightly, the devils cheer loudly), His Majesty's divine power blesses the nine hells, Asmodeus will win!"

Bell shouted and shook Shazuka's head, and the door of the Saron fortress suddenly fell into a frenzy. Baihe shook his head, but suddenly heard someone greet him. As soon as he turned his head, he was quite pleasantly surprised. Seeing Simpaxia chewing something in her mouth, she probed her brain, and when Bai He looked over, she waved impatiently: "What are you doing listening to this guy? Why don't you come over quickly?"

The white dragon was overjoyed, and then walked over: "Mr. Simpaxia, you have become more beautiful."

"Do I need you?" The little female dragon rolled her eyes at Bai He, took out a diamond from the big bag in her hand and threw it into her mouth to chew, and kept looking at Bai He: "Well, it looks like you are not as old as me. It's so big, why the smell is so much more terrible than the last time. Hey... I'm more and more suspicious that you are not a blood descendant of Tiamat."

"Who has anything to do with that dead old woman? When I leave here, that dead old woman will never think of doing anything to me again." Bai He said.

"Hmph, isn't that a guy who has the ability to put his tail up in the sky?" Simpaxia rolled her eyes and grabbed Baihe's paw: "Come on, there is an elder you want to meet... Huh? Bo Uncle Rodia, are you here?"

Just when Bai He and Simpaxia were entangled, a man came to the end of the doorway, and when Simpaxia saw him, his expression suddenly became extraordinarily surprised.

This man has long gray hair and eyes that are also gray. These eyes occasionally emit a golden light that seems to be invisible, like lightning, which makes those who come into contact with his sight tremble.

His appearance is incomparably handsome, and Bai He couldn't help comparing him with Bell in human form. If judged by human standards, both of them have a top-level **** beauty that is unmatched by everyone. This obsessive-compulsive disorder, who maintains a considerable face of his previous life, is far behind, but Bell's human appearance is still acceptable and handsome, but the beauty of this guy in front of him gives people an unreal feeling.

Bai He has always referred to Xiaobaiface as a **** face, but he has to admit that although this gray-haired guy is handsome, he doesn't have the kind of weakness of a beautiful man.

This is a dragon at all, and it is an extremely powerful dragon.

The fluctuation of power dissipated between his steps, and even the space around him was naturally torn and twisted, making his body seem to be looming in the void.

He exudes unfathomable power all over his body, his head held high and the innate look in his eyes, showing others that he is not unable to control these naturally radiated powers, but simply feels that it is unnecessary.

Bai He, who was gradually familiar with the knowledge of dragons, could easily see that this was a powerful dragon.

Beyond the legendary dragon species of five-color dragons, gem dragons, metal dragons, ferrous dragons, and heterochromatic dragons, Aio is the most arrogant and pure bloodline.

I see……

Shirakawa finally understood why a great devil of Bell's level would listen to Simpaxia's words. For a guy of the level of a power dragon, if he is old enough, it is not impossible to force a **** lord to do things for him.

Even so, Bai He felt unhappy as never before.

As soon as Simpaxia saw the dragon come out, she immediately let go of Baihe's hand, leaned over and hugged his arm:

"Uncle Borodia, why don't you continue drinking tea? That is the fire of purgatory planted in Asmodeus's garden. Grandpa can drink it every year."

"The bitter taste of sulphur and the low-grade stench belonging to the devil are completely inaccessible." The power dragon raised his head, glanced at Baihe with his hands behind his back, and quickly looked away: "The low-grade five-color dragon, Or the lowest-ranked glacier species, is that why you went to great lengths to find me from the Sapphire Blue Mountain?"

His tone was flat, and he didn't express contempt on purpose, but Bai He was very upset.

At this time, Baihe's bloodline has reached the level of Ancestral Dragon. When it comes to life level, it is not inferior to the legendary dragon species such as Power Dragon. According to his careful observation and estimation, the level of this Power Dragon is also in his youth. If the level of the **** really rises, Baihe's body size is slightly inferior, and his natural abilities have their own advantages. Baihe may still be able to gain an advantage with all kinds of strange black technology, and his spellcasting ability is stronger... He can at least have one without humility. Sixty-seven percent win rate...

And this power dragon actually recognized him as a 'low-level five-color dragon, a low-level glacier species' just by looking at it...

He is crazy.

Baihe doesn't believe that this power dragon can make such a judgment after seeing the bloodline of the ancestor dragon, and he does not think that this power dragon will be a brain wreck, so there is only one explanation, that is, this power dragon is simply Too lazy to take a serious look at Bai He.

Pure dragons are arrogant and arrogant animals, and the stronger the power, the more so. When Baihe further discovered that the eyes of this powerful dragon were always staring at the sky instead of looking at people, he understood the purebred dragon. How terrifying is arrogance.

"According to the power dragon is the most proud of the dragons, and it really lives up to its reputation." Baihe looked at Bell and Borodia, and suddenly felt a little surprised. Today, he encountered three feigning perpetrators in one day, and One is more arrogant than the other.

But the first person to pretend to be a perpetrator will be taller than me by this time next year.

Hell is a magical place, and it's better not to stay long.

Baihe thought to himself.

"Uncle Borrodia, Osur is no ordinary white dragon."

Simpaxia is still defending Baihe: "He is very powerful."

"A mighty white dragon is just a white dragon." Borodia shook his head, as if he lacked interest, he strode past Bai He, raised his head to the sky, and sure enough, he didn't even look at Bai He: "You're lucky, the lower glacier, eh."

After he finished this sentence, he closed his mouth and felt that there was no need to do anything with this low-level five-colored dragon. Baihe watched Borodia walk away speechlessly, and Simpaxia leaned over and whispered. : "Hey, don't think about it, Uncle Borodia treats everyone the same."

"So it's fortunate that he was able to live without being hacked to death?" Bai He rolled his eyes, and his curiosity couldn't be suppressed: "But how did you get involved with the power dragon?"

"He is my grandfather's adopted son." Simpaxia said.

"Your grandfather is so good? Can a legendary dragon be raised?" Bai He was inexplicably surprised.

"It's also Uncle Borodia that has better luck." Simpaxia chewed on the crystal, looked at Borodia's back and quietly explained to Baihe: "The fertility rate of Linenglong is very low, and the power of hatching eggs at that time was very low. Elder Nenglong also seemed to have an accident. My grandfather happened to find Uncle Borodia's dragon eggs in the astral world. At that time, all the three dragon eggs in the nest were not well cared for, and two of them died. Now, only Uncle Borodia still has the possibility of hatching, even so, if my grandfather arrives a day or two later, Lord Borodia may not have a chance to hatch."

"It's not just the luck of this pretending to be a criminal, but also the luck of your grandfather?" Bai He was rather speechless. If the adoptive father and son were emotionally normal, how many people in the multiverse would dare to provoke the old crystal dragon. what.

Tsk tsk tsk, this is called raising children to prevent old age, it is better to pick up a kiss.

"~Why do you still look dissatisfied? It's not easy for me to invite Uncle Borodia. Do you know how tired I am for grandpa?" Simpaxia grabbed Baihe's neck and shook, Displeased tone.

"Yes, yes, acting like a spoiled child is very tiring, especially for a dragon child in his forties." Bai He rolled his eyes, but Simpaxia nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, it's almost five I'm ten years old, and I'm about to reach my youth, according to the rules of the Dragon Clan, this is adulthood."

There was a look of longing on her face: "Osur, what will it be like to be an adult?"

"What's the matter!? You're not a hard-working human being, who are you showing this melancholy picture of adolescence?" Bai He said nonsense: "Eat if you're hungry, grab what you don't have, and just eat when you're full. Sleep, go after whatever you want, is it difficult?"

"It's boring." This irresponsible remark made Simpahia roll her eyes: "Osur, you have no interest at all."

"I'm a mentally retarded white dragon from the countryside, what kind of fun do you have?" Baihe laughed, Simpaxia laughed, raised her fist and slapped Baihe's back.

"Huh? What happened to Uncle Borodia?" Simpaxia pointed suddenly.

As soon as Bai He turned his head, he saw that a situation that was not so harmonious suddenly broke out at the gate of the fortress.

A Li Nenglong who keeps looking at the sky for 99% of the time~www.wuxiahere.com~ and keeps looking at people's faces with his nostrils.

A high-level devil who hides a knife in a smile, looks like a senior professional agent, and always maintains an elegant demeanor.

Bai He thought about it for a while, and felt that if these two different types of perpetrators started a dialogue, the scene must be very interesting.

This scene is really fun, seeing the prototype of the dragon's entanglement looming behind the power dragon, the cold light flickering in his eyes, it looks like he is about to start a fight if he disagrees.

It was fun this time.

Baihe thought to himself.

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