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"Forty-seven?" Abazig tilted his head, his eyes not knowing where to look: "Strange name, your master must have a lot of strange hobbies, such as obsessive-compulsive disorder with certain interesting traits, what is the name of your master, maybe I will know him, as long as he has lived long enough." ”

Forty-seven spread their hands, indicating that they had no comment.

Abazig groaned, "I like you guy! a constructed creature without a master! Maybe you're looking for your master? Well, I'm the omniscient dragon Abazig, and if you show your sincerity, I think I might be able to help you......"

Under the dunes, Miria was disappointed to discover that the metal dragon she revered had betrayed justice and goodness so quickly.

This disappointment remains unnoticed.

"Listen! What sound?" Frey lay on top of the camel beast, like a piece of cheese that was about to be shattered, the running camel beast was by no means suitable for riding, although Frey himself knew this very well, but now he was in a hurry to save people, so there was no other way to think about it, not to mention that Qiao Sen next to him looked like he was about to go crazy.

Jossen restrained the camel beast, and the other three camel beasts that followed also stopped, and the mercenary riding on it was almost thrown to the sand by inertia.

There was another long howl, which was heard very vividly in the desert in the cold night.

Qiao Sen frowned, his pupils shrank, and the expression on his face didn't know whether it was good to be happy or nervous.

"It's the roar of the brass dragon!" Before Frey could ask anything more, Jossen had already whipped the camel beast a few times, the camel beast shook its nose and suddenly accelerated, Frey closed his mouth, and if this jolt continued, he was about to vomit.

"You're not very talkative, though you're funny......" Abazig flapped his wings twice, the two men in front of him really disappointed him, they were not the ones to talk to.

"Master Abazig, don't be fooled by him, I'm sure he's an evil creature from the depths of Purgatory, let me destroy him!" Miriah gripped his sword, and the light on it burst forth again.

Abazigh shook his head impatiently.

Forty-seven rushed out of the face of Abazig, the speed seemed to be faster than his frontal run, the black steel wings stretched out from his back, the robe was torn and fully spread, with the leap from the height of the sand dunes, forty-seven flew, although soon he began to fall, but the speed was already too late for Milia to react, as for Abazig, I don't know if he was too late or unwilling.

Forty-seven had already turned to face Milia in the air, his wings were drummed and pushed, and he glided violently with the scorching wind for some distance, this stinky girl hurt herself and kept saying insults, no matter which side the old dragon would be on, Forty-Seven decided to give the god-like knight in front of him a little color.

Miria never thought that this black monster would have wings. With the help of the power of the wings, Forty-Seven's speed almost doubled, Milia didn't have time to pray to bathe herself in the light of holy justice and courage, and the only sword that could resist the enemy had not had time to fall to the ground because of Forty-Seven's slap on her wrist before she had time to withdraw it, and immediately the light on the sword was dimmed by the loss of the grasp of the Divine Knight, and Forty-Seven's hand turned over and twisted, and Miria's hand had been twisted behind her back。

Miria's wrist seemed to be burned by a soldering iron, and the pain in her heart followed, and a hot breath blew behind her, and the hair near the base of her neck quickly curled, and the original blonde hair became even more charred. Milia bit her lip, tears quickly overflowing her eyes, not because of the pain, but because her holy body had been tainted by filthy and filthy creatures, and there was nothing more humiliating.

"Miria, let her go, you wicked thing!" Jossen and Frey were late, and they found Miria's white horse, and followed.

A low dragon groan stopped the conflict that was about to erupt, and with this magnificent dragon groan, the huge camel beasts immediately staggered to the ground, lifting the wolf bèi of the riders above, and then Frey and they noticed the huge creature on the sand dunes in the distance, which almost merged with the yellow sand, Freys opened his mouth wide, many years of business career made him well-informed, but at the same time, the cautious merchant habits also made him not see much, he was the first time to see a real brass dragon.

Jossen also suppressed the urge to rush forward, but he also did not salute Abazig, Jossen glared at Forty-Seven standing behind Milia, and regretted why he didn't insist on fighting when he first met Forty-Seven, and tried to finish him.

Abazig's voice was low, and although he didn't know if the dragon would make a human expression, it did seem to be much more solemn, a little different from what he had been at the beginning: "Construct a creature, you shouldn't treat a god-favored knight like this!"

"They hurt me first. Forty-seven spoke in a cold tone.

"It's a misunderstanding, and haven't we already settled our suspicions, and made an agreement, please forgive the young knight, don't you......" Frey was glared at by Miria's humiliated and resentful gaze, and swallowed back the rest of the words.

It's so infuriating, proud paladin and discreditless half-purgatory creatures, nothing good will happen to them at the same time, how can you get into such trouble. Frey bowed his face and retreated to the mercenaries' protection - although the mercenaries were also terrified, if the dragon accidentally sneezed, it was estimated that there would be only a few living people left in front of him!

Forty-Seven let go of his hand and stepped away, he didn't mean to blackmail anyone with Milia, he just wanted to punish her.

Milia did not walk away, nor did she resist, but sat down on the ground with her sword in front of her, and she had no intention of picking it up.

The crowd didn't seem to expect Forty-Seven to let go of Miria so easily, and Jossen was stunned for a moment, then rushed up to help Miria up.

"You don't need to feel unduly humiliated, knight, for I don't think it's a truly evil creature, though it's not good. Abazigh flapped his wings and seemed to return to his usual state: "But it's really lively today, I haven't seen so many people in a long time...... The sleep of the Lord of Hustle and Noise has been disturbed, so what unfortunate thing will happen to this world?"

"Ah, very good, very good, is the matter settled like this, it should be like this, going out, and making money in harmony!" Frey paced out again, and saw that it was his professional requirement to insert stitches: "Also, great lord of hustle and bustle, thanks to you, otherwise the fight will start again, and it will be very troublesome!"

Abazigh seemed to be very helpful to this, but he said that he used it in a way that was noticeably different from that of the humanoids: "When I leave, the world will wake up, and the two suns will fall with me, and the price of awakening me is your right eye, and the way to seal me is your left ear, who am I!

Milia's spiritual white horse knelt down, her snow-white body formed a small haven, Jossen helped Miria sit down, he didn't know what to say now, Miria seemed to have been hit hard, his lips were closed, and his eyes were looking ahead, making Jossen feel that it was better not to say anything now.

The latest chapter of the high-speed debut magic suit, this chapter is the third chapter of the burning jungle eighth round Frey and the dragon (above) address is.