My Archangel

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

He counted the numbers silently in his heart. When he counted to three, Qiao Wen subconsciously held his breath, carefully observing Dai'er's state, he was very worried that this hapless child would have another moth.

But... Fortunately, apart from the slow brewing of the dragon's breath this time, nothing was unexpected.

'It's fine.'

Seeing this, Qiao Wen breathed a sigh of relief, silently stepping back a short distance, and pulling away from Dai'er who was already at a distance.

Taking a level higher than his own load dragon breath as a standard, Qiao Wen quickly retreated to a safe distance.

Now everything is ready.

Just wait for the unlucky boy to release the dragon's breath.

This time, there should be no more accidents?

Originally, Qiao Wen thought so.

Until he waited for three full minutes and looked at Dai'er when his face was flushed, but he hadn't moved further... he was a little stunned.

What's the situation with this little female dragon?

Although Qiao Wen could understand the slow brewing of dragon's breath because of his low proficiency... But anyway, it hasn't come out for three minutes, which is too slow.

What's more, even though he has waited for about three full minutes now, Qiao Wen still couldn't feel any signs of being larger than his side from the energy that continued in the silver dragon's jaws.

The destructive power contained in the dragon's breath is indeed much stronger than that of the first shot, but even if it is optimistic to judge, it is at most the same level as his side, it is just a dragon's breath that has crossed from the golden stage to the platinum stage.

This level of load dragon breath is basically the same level that Qiao Wen can use now. Once he is bombarded, the shield on his body will probably be as close to the endurance limit as Molick was sprayed yesterday.

The power has indeed reached the level that can cross stages, and it can be expected that if this little female dragon spit out this mouth in the future while gaining fire and blessing, the lethality is absolutely amazing.

However, even though Qiao Wen's expectations for Dai'er were about this level,... he felt that the little female dragon's brewing time was a little too long.

It took a full three minutes to brew such a dragon's breath so hard. The problem is indeed a bit big.

Within a few minutes, without any interference, just a dragon's breath, the day lily was cold.

"Hey...hey, I'm ready, don't you want to see my full destructive power...Where should I aim now?"

At this moment, Dai'er's tone was obviously mixed with a trace of exhaustion. It seemed that just brewing this dragon's breath made her quite strenuous.

"Um, it took three minutes to hold this out...Are you serious?"

Qiao Wen didn't answer Dai'er's question immediately, but instinctively squinted his eyes and looked at Dai'er with a rather surprised look.

Although he couldn't see it at all, he always felt that the little dragon was deliberately pretending to be tender in front of him.

To be reasonable, shake the dragon's breath for three minutes, and a full 180 seconds of preparation... Is this guy serious?

No kidding, if that's the case, then the number of times he can squirt at the same time... it is estimated to be a hundred times that of the unlucky child.

"You... why don't you go home and shoot arrows?"

Hearing that, after hesitating, Qiao Wen made a sincere suggestion: "Everyone has something destined to do, and I think that such a thing as dragon's breath may not be suitable for you."

"Huh...? You told me to just increase the destructive power? It took me a lot of effort to get to this level. What are you talking about now? And..."

After Qiao Wen's question was completed, Dai'er's cheeks that were flushed with the dragon's breath suddenly stiffened, her eyebrows were frowned, and she stared at Qiao Wen fiercely: "I can't bear it here. Now, where do you want to aim at? I will aim at you without speaking...!"

"...Aim here, although the power is almost known, it is better to actually analyze it one by one."

Being stared at by Dai'er, Qiao Wen didn't hesitate much, and simply raised his right hand, and his index finger nodded his forehead.

At this time, Qiao Wen, who originally planned to help Dai'er overcome the problem of the soft-foot shrimp in actual combat, now sees her dragon's breath that takes several minutes to brew even if she is not in actual combat. I completely lost interest in helping her.

Now that the time to give birth is running out, Qiao Wen feels that this hapless child is going to return to his old career and it is safer to go to the battlefield with a bow and arrow.

"...Then, I'm coming over here, be careful..."

Just as Qiao Wen thought about it, Dai'er, who was opposite him, had already followed his instructions and sprayed his breath directly at him!

"...?"

In just an instant, the hot breath was already close at hand.

Qiao Wen suddenly widened his eyes suddenly, as if he had noticed some blind spot, his expression stiffened.

Boom boom!!

Immediately afterwards, the dragon's breath suddenly exploded, and the momentum that was greater than Qiao Wen's dragon's breath spread to the surroundings in the blink of an eye, echoing in the entire temporary battlefield.

However, this battlefield soon became quiet again.

"Cough...cough cough..."

The center of the dragon's breath exploded with smoke and dust everywhere, and Qiao Wen's painful cough came from it.

"Joe, Qiao Wen...?"

Hearing this small voice, Dai'er, who thought she had messed up, suddenly panicked: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, but the shield broke."

Qiao Wen's response, which sounded calm, soon came from the smoke screen.

'This guy's dragon breath...what's the matter?'

However, although the voice sounded normal, Qiao Wen himself was already a little surprised at this time.

The power of the dragon's breath just now was greater than he expected.

Obviously, the aura after brewing was basically the same as his side, but after the actual contact, Qiao Wen suddenly suffered a dull loss.

The shield on his body was covered with dense cracks, and he looked particularly embarrassed. It seemed that he needed to restart.

This was the result of Qiao Wen's urgent attempt to decompose a small part of his power after realizing something was wrong at the last moment.

At this time, Qiao Wen fell to the ground. Although the magic shield had a fairly perfect shock absorption function, he still felt sore all over his body at this time, and he even couldn't help it.

Obviously, it was a temporary sequelae of severe shaking.

Such a result, after a long absence, made Qiao Wen feel a little dazed.