The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady Chapter 931: Summoning (3)

"Guru?" A small fire dragon with a big slap stood confused in the summoning circle.

"..." Shen Yanxiao was completely speechless.

A good Lava Lord!

Sure enough, a brutal fantasy beast that flattened a city! !!

Shen Yan Xiao cried without tears and looked at the mini dragon the size of her palm. The little boy was fiery, his head and body were almost the same, and two thumb-sized dragon wings on the back were fluttering gently Above the dragon scales, how this product looks is also a cute mascot!

You can't get involved with the mighty and domineering Quartet.

Shen Yanxiao is very depressed.

She knows that she has just broken through the second turn, and it is not realistic to summon a lord-level fantasy beast, but ...

This product is too mini!

Looking at the mini dragon almost the same size as Little Phoenix, Shen Yanxiao's shoulders immediately collapsed.

"Guru? Guru?" The mini-dragon didn't seem to know the real frustration of summoning his summoner, and he swayed and shook his short, almost negligible little claws, shaking. He fluttered forward two times, and at the speed of almost creeping, the ink reached the side of Xiu's feet.

Then ...

Putting his little head on the dog's legs as much as possible, pacing around the repaired toe ...

"I didn't summon this product! I didn't summon this product!" Shen Yan Xiao couldn't bear to look straight, and didn't say that the appearance of this mini-dragon had no lethality at all, but anyway, this product is also Did you summon yourself with blood as a medium?

But!

Why doesn't this item come to sell to him with this summoner, but instead hold the toe of a certain uncle in that strong coquettish?

This is not scientific!

Xiao raised his eyebrows, bent down, and pinched the mini dragon sticking to his feet with two fingers.

"Eh." Shen Yan Xiao sighed for a moment, and suddenly thought about what Xiu had done to that eighth-level Warcraft, in his eyes he couldn't help but pinch the cold but sweaty for the cute but not powerful summoning beast .

You can be cute and look at the target. Can you provoke this uncle!

Dare to touch the pure toes of an uncle, this is blasphemy!

When Shen Yanxiao thought that Xiu would spike this mini-dragon that blasphemed his pure toes, Xiu put it directly on the table.

"It's been a long time since I saw the Phantom Dragon."

"You know what this is?" Shen Yanxiao asked.

Fixed and nodded.

"It's called a magic dragon, which is similar to Dragon Clan, but lives in a different world. Only the summoner can introduce them to this world. The physical shape of the magic dragon is comparable to Dragon Clan, and it has a higher level than Dragon Clan. Wisdom, not only has a very high defense force, but also creates an environment that confuses the enemy. During the battle of the gods and demons, the human race **** summoner once summoned the king of the magic dragon family and killed the 100,000 army of the demons. "

Shen Yan Xiao blinked and blinked, killing the 100,000 army of the Demons?

That's the demons ...

The most ferocious race in the world, was actually given 100,000 seconds by a magic dragon?

Just thinking about it, Shen Yanxiao feels that the magic dragon is really cruel.

"I remember that the King of Phantom Dragon is called the Wing of Death. Unfortunately, no one in already can summon it anymore." Xiu stretched out his finger and poked the mini dragon's small wings .

"King of the Dragon? Wings of Death?" Shen Yanxiao really didn't know much about the monster.