Chapter 633 (2/2)

”Two more?” He Feng looked inside and said in surprise. Then he said to Wangcai: ”it's reasonable to say that dragons and you are close relatives. If you don't raise them, who will raise them? Take them back to me. If you die, just ask!”

”The dragon is different from the dragon. It's the translator's pot. I don't want to carry it back.” I looked at his face and said even if it was bitter.

I'm kidding. He didn't lay eggs or give birth to dragon cubs. He asked him to raise some dragons. It's obvious that it's the little dragon planted by Lao Wang next door. Do you think he would be happy?

It's not that he Fengcai fried the pot as soon as he said it!

His face was full of grievances. He Feng didn't show any mercy when he saw him. He snorted coldly, ”what? I can tell you, I want to eat dragon meat recently!”

With a brush, Wangcai ran inside in an instant, got the two dragons on his back, and carefully put the hat on himself.

Catch the plate!

Pick up the dragon's cub.

Wangcai is happy, but the cardinal on one side is not happy. Joking, one dragon is enough. These next two are two great evils when they grow up.

He hurriedly looked wary at He Feng and said, ”Mr. He, I think you should remember a word. This is a word in your Chinese dynasty, which is called raising tigers for trouble!”

”Tiger?” He Feng sneered, and then said with a sarcastic look on his face, ”tiger, that's for you. In our eyes, it's just a obedient kitten.”

The Archbishop's face was red and white, and he Feng was telling the truth.

People can handle this thing if they turn their hands over the clouds and cover their hands with rain, but they can't put it on their own side. It's hard to die.

There's nothing I can do.

He couldn't help feeling a little gloomy.

I warned myself to be brave after knowing shame. In the future, Haosheng will cultivate a group of new generation priests and priests, and then crush the East and bring these practitioners from the East.

Step on the soles of your feet!

Let them know who is the boss in this master's territory!

He Feng didn't notice the cardinal's ambition. He just left a mobile phone number here. Then he jumped and disappeared into the starry sky, joking.

If you don't go back, the night will be over.

Xing Yuanyuan and Liu Qingyan, don't you worry about death?

Immediately, he Feng jumped away. As for whether the Archbishop would default, he was not at all assured that default was the lowest means.

What's more, those who default are often the strong!

In this world, he Feng is the only one who refuses to pay. As for this garbage church?

They can't do this for hundreds of years!

He Feng doesn't mind telling them why the flowers are so red with his fist if they really dare to default.

In this world of supreme power, his fist still has a little deterrent.

There are stars in the sky. Just now the strong black clouds in the sky have dissipated. He Feng thought it was the ghost of the guy at the bottom, but when the raindrops falling on the ground fell.

He Feng realized that he had made a mountain out of a molehill. That guy didn't make the cloud.