But strangely enough, she had returned to China at this time, but she didn't seem to have any intention of being pressed for debt... Luo Qiu said that there was no rush and that she could settle the accounts after she returned to China.

But now that he has come back, there is no warning... The real dragon in China couldn't help but muttered: "Damn guy, he still has some conscience..."

As soon as she said this, something suddenly fell from the top of the Shenzhou True Dragon's head and landed directly on the snow in front of her.

It's a syringe as thick as an arm.

The real dragon from China was stunned for a moment, then stood up suddenly, stepped hard on the syringe on the snow, and said angrily: "Scumbag!! Hot chicken!! Go to hell!!!

"

A syringe cannot be trampled to pieces, and it can never be trampled to pieces. Even if it is trampled to pieces, it will still recover automatically... After getting this answer, the Shenzhou True Dragon felt even more uncomfortable.

"I won't take any more! Come and take my blood yourself if you can!" The real dragon from China snorted: "I'm going to default on my debt now, so bite me!"

The syringe just lay quietly in the snow.

Long Xiruo picked it up and threw it out into the snowy peaks of the mountains. Soon after, the syringe would return automatically. She had no choice but to drop the thing.

At this moment.

"Is this a ghost place? Why is the magic element content so low..."

Not far away, I saw the golden dragon Fafnir standing up unsteadily, and then rubbing his head. Not only his head, it always felt as if someone had dismantled its bones. The pain in his whole body was no less than that of a war.

One game.

Finally, Fafnir, who was looking around, saw the Divine Dragon standing more than ten meters away, staring at him.

Fafnir shuddered subconsciously. Although he had not figured out what the situation was now, he didn't know why the eyes of the dead old woman in front of him always gave him an indescribable sense of danger.

Long Xiruo suddenly walked towards Fafnir at this moment.

"What...what do you want to do?!" Fafnir backed away nervously... Mainly because the appearance of the Chinese dragon holding a big needle in his hand was too scary.

"Oh, it's nothing." Shenzhou's True Dragon said expressionlessly at this time: "I think you seem to be uncomfortable somewhere, so I plan to draw some blood from you for a test... Don't worry, I won't draw much.

Yes, just get a hundred liters or so."
Chapter completed!