Chapter 462： Lord Duke will win

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Crunch!

The thick thorns and vines entangled the billboard and were crushed into scrap iron **** with the sour crunch.

Shao Zifeng only felt his whole body loose, and after he was relieved, he almost rolled off the back of the ball.

"My lord, what's wrong with you."

Lingling flew from the throne and supported Shao Zifeng.

Shao Zifeng waved his hand and got up to check the state of the ball.

I found that it was the same as my own, which was caused by the sudden relaxation of the muscles after the extreme tension, and this was relieved.

"Woo~"

Feeling Shao Zifeng's worry, the ball turned around and gave him a relieved look.

The little girl raised her head and looked at Shao Zifeng and Qiuqiu with her big watery eyes. After hesitating for a while, she stretched out her little hand and gently stroked the scales of the ball. She said milkily, "Thank you, big brother, thank you, Long." Long."

Shao Zifeng waved his hand. He now feels that he doesn't even have the strength to speak. The muscles of the ball that he is not used to being touched by others tremble, but there is no such thing as a murderous girl.

The crowd in the distance hesitated a little, wanted to help but didn't dare to come forward directly.

"Xiaoya, Xiaoya."

The middle-aged woman broke free from the **** of the man and rushed forward, hugging the little girl tightly in her arms and wept bitterly.

"Thank you...Thank you, if it weren't for you, Xiaoya...wow -" The woman cried again before she finished speaking.

"Mom doesn't cry, Xiaoya is not afraid."

While wiping her mother's tears, the little girl looked at Shao Zifeng and them quietly, her big eyes full of curiosity.

Seeing this scene, Shao Zifeng's mood improved a lot, feeling that the risk just now was not in vain.

Even the eyes of the people in the distance looking at him are much more friendly.

"Roar!"

The poisonous fire dragon that flew for a certain distance circled back again.

It hovered between several buildings, its dragon wings swept across the glass wall outside, and a large amount of debris fell from high altitude.

These citizens had gathered together because of various circumstances, and in a panic, they didn't know what to do, and almost triggered a stampede.

Shao Zifeng cheered up: "Lingling!"

"My lord, don't worry, leave it to me."

Lingling's face was cold, and the stars flowed in her eyes.

Huh huh!

Dozens of tiny vines were drilled on the concrete streets, blocking the high-altitude debris and flew out.

Shao Zifeng raised his head and stared at the poisonous fire dragon in the night sky. He was really annoying now. If he chose here to make him scrupulous, that's okay, but as a war trainer, her unscrupulous behavior that hurt ordinary people would be too much.

It's just that he is now in a dilemma, if he wants to stop her, he must contain Flying Dragon.

But after he left, only Lingling's own words were not conducive to the evacuation of the crowd, after all, it was the identity of a mutant creature.

If anyone helps, think of Shao Zifeng's gaze sweeping in the crowd.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and saw a few young people gathered together, peeking at him with their heads shrinking.

"You, come out."

The little fat man pointed at by Shao Zifeng was taken aback, pointing to his nose with a nervous expression on his face.

"Just you, come out."

The little fat man walked out of the crowd. He secretly looked up at Shao Zifeng who was straddling the ball, with fear and hope in his eyes.

"Which school are you from?" Shao Zifeng asked.

"The martial arts of the second and third class of the War Training Department of Bincheng University..."

"Needless to say in detail, I'm in a hurry." Shao Zifeng waved his hand: "Listen well what I'm talking about next, you and your classmates summon all your pet beasts to maintain order and evacuate the crowd. Can you do it? ?"

The little fat man was a little nervous and speechless. He was still a student after all, and he had no bottom in facing this kind of things that could lose his life at any time.

Shao Zifeng didn't have so much time to struggle with him, staring and shouting: "Answer if I can do it."

"can!"

The little fat man trembled all over, and the fat on his body trembled.

"I can do it."

Shao Zifeng patted the ball under him, staring at the poisonous dragon.

The scale armor on the ball, who knows Dandan's heart well, opens, and the fire element in the gap flows quickly to his back.

boom!

The wings of the dragon burning with twisted flames spread out, fanning and blowing hot wind slowly away from the ground!

"Lingling, leave these people to your care, and if you don't obey, use a small whip..."

The voice was getting farther and farther in the wind, and the dark red streamer went straight to the poisonous fire dragon.

"Hey hey!"

"Master Duke!"

"Big bad guy! Don't take me to play!"

Ling Ling angrily looked at the fire ball in the night sky, stomping his feet angrily.

The little fat man raised his head longingly, and his small eyes were full of longing.

"What to look at!" Lingling akimbo: "Go and help."

"He..." The little fat man became nervous again, and he was speechless.

"What is he, his name is Lord Duke!"

"Yes, Duke... Your Lord Duke"

Seeing the little fat man yell these words with a little shame, Lingling's eyes lit up with a bad expression.

"Ah, give you the first task first."

"Let your classmates cheer for Lord Duke together."

"Okay, okay." The little fat chick nodded like a rice peck, and quickly ran back to the crowd.

After Little Fatty went back, he whispered something to his companions. The younger students showed embarrassment on their faces, and they frequently looked at Lingling.

After all, this title is still shameful to most people.

Yes, the one who feels ashamed to shout out.

Seeing that Lingling was staring at him, the little fat man closed his eyes and bit his scalp and shouted: "My lord Duke, come on! My lord Duke will win!"

Everyone's eyes turned to Little Fatty His face turned red in an instant.

It's just that, the little fat man simply went out of his way and screamed, "My lord Duke, come on! Your lord Duke will win!"

Under the infection of Little Fatty, his classmates slowly joined in.

The more the little fat man shouted, the more comfortable he became, and more and more people joined.

In the end, thousands of people shouted slogans together, and the huge sound echoed over Bincheng, which contained people's hope.

"Come on, Lord Duke! Lord Duke will win!"

Shao Zifeng's body shook, and his hand holding the ball almost released.

He quickly understood who was doing the ghost in his heart, and whether Lingling could see it or not, he turned his head and glared fiercely.

Lingling was immediately happy when he saw Shao Zifeng's flat expression.

Humph, let you not take me to play.

At this time, Lingling felt that someone was pulling at its skirt. It lowered its head and saw the little girl looking up at it: "Big sister, you are so beautiful."

Lingling hesitated: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

The little girl shook her head and held Lingling's hand with her chubby little hand.

Her mother wanted to stop, but the middle-aged man behind her pulled her.

"Sister, will Lord Duke win?"

Lingling looked at the little girl's serious expression, and the expression on her face gradually softened.

This is the first time someone has called Lord Duke with it, making Lingling very happy.

"You will win, Lord Duke is the best."

"Ok!"

The little girl nodded heavily, with a pure smile on her face.

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