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Chapter 3 When a person lies down at home, does misfortune come from his mouth?(2/2)

"How is it? Is it a dragon? Our ancestor~"

"A dragon? It doesn't look like a snake~"

"No~ Look, it has feet and claws~"

"Yeah?"

The little girl came up, grabbed Ao Dao on the ground, and looked at his limbs.

"It's true~ But, it still looks like a snake?"

These actions woke Ao Dao up, and then he became confused.

Even the elves on the side were confused because no one could move Ao Dao, not even Shu Lao. They even held a moving meeting for this purpose.

"Why does it smell so good?"

The little girl unconsciously stuck out her tongue as she hugged her, wanting to taste the golden spicy stick in her hand.

Ao Dao, who was still in a daze, was awakened by the little girl's bloody mouth.

"Hold the groove? How come it came so fast? It's just a matter of life~"
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