Chapter 1506： make up (1/2)

”I have a doomsday city (

Song Jian came to the old man, and after paying respectfully, he was about to speak. The old man suddenly stretched out a finger and nodded toward Song Jian's forehead.

The old man pointed at Song Jian's eyebrows not fast, but Song Jian felt that he seemed to have been enveloped by a large net of countless fingers. No matter how dodged, he could not avoid one of them.

In the confusion, Song Jian felt as if after this finger was stretched out, he was destined to point it to the center of his forehead. Pointing the middle eyebrow is the result, and now, I am just going through this process. This feeling is too uncomfortable and too contrary to human nature, making Song Jian feel upset.

The old man's fingertips lightly touched Song Jian's eyebrows. Song Jian couldn't feel any pressure. Just in doubt, there was a sudden heat from the eyebrows.

”Ah!” Song Jian couldn't help but let out a painful whisper. It felt like someone was holding a hot red iron rod and poking it directly into his own eyes.

”Hmph, Human Race Tianjiao, how can you allow your alien race to be rampant!” The old man said with a cold snort.

Roar~

A dragon chant exploded from Song Fitness's body, and a golden dragon with three heads slowly emerged from Song Fitness's body, three pairs of eyes staring at the old man.

”This is a person my dragon **** values, and I am a friend of my dragon clan, you unexpectedly...” the head in the middle of the dragon roared.

Before he finished speaking, the old man snorted coldly, and continued to point his finger towards the dragon phantom.

Despair!

With a low drink, a golden light bloomed from the fingers of the old man, bombarding the dragon phantom, silently, the dragon phantom began to disintegrate, looking at the appearance of the dragon, it seems very angry, teeth and claws, three heads almost Will bite the old man.

But in an instant, the phantom of the dragon turned into pieces like snowflakes, dissipating in the air, and a blood hole appeared between Song Jian's eyebrows, gurgling with blood.

But with Song Jian's strong physique, it didn't take long for the blood to stop flowing, and only one hideous blood hole remained unhealed.

”Senior, what are you...” Song Jianqiang endured the pain with a puzzled expression.

”Boy, it's not my race, his heart must be different!” The old man stared at Song Jian and said: ”Don't think that those alien races give you some cheap, just think they are good people, although I don't know what that dragon **** is, but What it gives you is not a good thing for Human Race!”

Song Jian opened the skill bar and looked at it, and sure enough, the skill of Blind Eyes had disappeared from the skill bar, and he was a little bit dumbfounded.