My Pet Beast is Super Awesome Chapter 462: The 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 body loose, after he was relieved, he almost rolled off the back of the ball.

"My lord, what's the matter with you."

Lingling flew from the throne and supported Shao Zifeng.

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

I found that it was the same as my own, all of which were spasms caused by the sudden relaxation of the muscles after the extreme tension, which 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 Longlong."

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, holding the little girl tightly in her arms and crying bitterly.

"Thank you...thank you, if it weren't for you, Xiaoya, she...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, the dragon's wings swept across the glass wall outside, and a lot of debris fell from the sky.

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.

Whhhhhhhh!

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 chooses here to make him scrupulous, that's okay, but as a war trainer, her unscrupulous behavior to harm ordinary people is too much.

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

But after I 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 through the crowd.

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

"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 longing 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 Bencheng University..."

"Needless to say so in detail, I'm in a hurry." Shao Zifeng waved his hand: "Next, you listen carefully. You and your classmates summon your pet beasts to maintain order and evacuate the crowd. Can’t 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 entangle with him, staring and shouting: "Answer whether I can do it."

"Yes!"

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

"It will do."

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, if you don't obey, use a small whip..."

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

"Hey hey!"

"My Lord Duke!"

"Big villain! Don't take me to play!"

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

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

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

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

"What is he, he is called Lord Duke!"

"Yes, Duke... Your Lord Duke"

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

"Ah, let me give you the first task."

"Let your classmates cheer for Lord Duke together."

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

After the little fat man went back, he whispered something to his companions. The younger students showed embarrassment on their faces and looked at Lingling frequently.

After all, this title is still shameful to the average person.

Yes, the kind that 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 looked at Little Fatty~IndoMTL.com~ His face instantly flushed.

It's just that the matter is over, the little fat man simply went out 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 deflated expression.

Hmph, let you not play with me.

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 held her back.

"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.

"Will win, Lord Duke is the best."

"Hmm!"

The little girl nodded heavily, with an innocent smile on her face.

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