Trafford’s Trading Club

After all, this pain came too suddenly for Koe.

He made some reactions.

First of all, he was stunned because he never thought this would happen to him.

Why? He is the second generation of demons. His father is a demon, his mother is a demon, and his ancestors are monsters. His father has been proud to talk to him about drunken nonsense ever since he was a kid. What are you talking about? Of course, we are a family that has never died, because our demons have a very long life.

Xiaojiang never doubted Dad's words. Last winter before, the family went home to meet an elder, and the child had white hair and a bright red coat, which was his grandfather.

Our lives are long and hard as long as they are not cross death, which is almost a deep-rooted concept since Xiaojiang began to understand reason. But now he is witnessing the violent breakdown of this notion.

He thinks about a lot of possibilities, maybe it's really bad luck today, maybe it's evil today, maybe it's malice from the universe... but he can't figure out why killing him would be an iron whistle.

Isn't it a good coincidence? Didn't it always gently squat by the cheese? Didn't he save himself from the wind last time? It just... wasn't it playing with me?

Although not very good… but why?

The tail of the iron whistle suddenly pulled out, Xiaojiang finally fell to the ground, his face pale, his lips slightly moving, he didn't have much power to talk, half scared half of his face was confused, but instinctively stuck his legs, trying to stay as far away from this suddenly scary guy as possible.

Suddenly Xiaojiang's eyes were black... just as the iron whistle suddenly opened its horrible circular mouth, something held him up, at least suddenly avoided the iron whistle bite.

“Chase... you...”

“Don't talk yet! ”

Feeling the pressure coming from the wound in his abdomen, Xiaojiang found it was at this time that the wind was pressing hard against his wound.

This time the iron whistle tried to kill him, but this time the wind saved him... Xiaojiang couldn't say a word, just tired, naturally closed his eyes.

He doesn't find it sad, it's just ridiculous.

……

“Koe! Clam... Koe!! Don't sleep!! Don't sleep. Don't sleep! ”

The wind chased Xiaojiang's body and frowned, making it look a little more painful and exciting than I thought. He had stained Xiaojiang's blood... he had thought of the possibility of staining Xiaojiang's blood on his hand.

When Xiaojiang said something on the rooftop that day, when the wind chased anger to the extreme, this thought flashed through my mind, but in the end, I just threw out a can of hungry food.

The fastest rescue is needed for Xiaojiang... The wind chases the Xiaojiang straight up with energy. He knows how to get to the pet hospital —— all the monsters in the city know how to get there.

But the iron whistle obviously does not intend for the wind to leave just like this, as it begins to feel hungry. Eat when you're hungry, eat when you're not hungry, eat when you want... What's wrong with that?

The iron whistle is faster than the wind... probably because its four branches are much stronger and more powerful than the wind. And it has more means than chasing the wind.

The tail crawled off the ground, crawling extremely fast, instantly wrapped around the wind's leg, pulling him raw onto the ground to tow.

Xiaojiang's body rolled down from the wind chaser's hand, rolled to the ground, the blood all the way, if there was no breath... If it was not a monster species but a person, this injury would be instantly fatal.

Chasing the wind is no longer such a concern. Most of his experience in fighting was learned from a little bit of being beaten. Although it has not been systematically sorted out, some effective means of resolving problems can also be to exchange physical pain for the real price of the goods.

The least fearful thing about wild monsters is fights, especially when the tricks are squeezed by hand. Chasing the wind quickly grabbed a piece of sand on the ground, spreading it toward the eyes of the iron whistle without thinking about it, and at the same time beastling his hands into wolf claws, instead of grabbing them, poking them!

Two sharp claws burst directly into the joint of the iron whistle tail and burst into the soft spot of its tail. Iron whistles are painful and instinctively retract their tails while avoiding these scattered sand.

Chasing the wind up, swirling his mind quickly, thinking whether to teach this weird thing a hard lesson or take Xiaojiang away first... he wondered if he would care about Xiaojiang's death at this time.

Wouldn't it be better if this guy was actually dead?

“Is that what you call an iron whistle? I didn't expect this from you...”

I'm not finished.

Suddenly the cheese sounded, “Chase the wind! What are you doing here? ”

A piece of cheese just crawled out of the top of the well with a hug in its hand, watching the scene in front of it, the canned fresh meat in its hand, and so on, all of a sudden scattered.

The cheese suddenly struck a spiritual spirit, rushing to the side of the river, looking at the horrible blood on his body, and closing his eyes, pale and bloodless face...

“Cheese, watch out! This monster of yours is gonna go crazy! Koe is the one who did it!” Chase the wind for a drink.

The cheese shocked and looked unconsciously at the iron whistle on the side, only to see the iron whistle at this moment, still looking at itself, an innocent face.

The cheese looked at the wind again, looking at the wind's murderous face, looking at his animalized hands, looking at the blood stained on his hands and clothes, “Chase the wind, on you...”

“You... I just dyed it when I saved Xiaojiang!” Follow the wind and frown, "don't you believe me? Instead, believe this... monster? ”

“Iron whistle is not a monster!” The cheese is dark, “and you and you tried to fight Xiaojiang the last time, killing him...”

“Okay!”

Chasing the wind, he laughed, jumped suddenly, jumped out of the walls of the open space, only the sound came back, “What do you do with me? ”

The cheese suddenly lost track of the wind, but the iron whistle quickly climbed to his side and rubbed its head back towards itself.

The cheese subconsciously touched the head of the iron whistle, “You saved Xiaojiang from the wind chase, didn't you...”

“Hiss." The iron whistle quietly retracted its tail and closed the wounded joint.

The cheese suddenly hit a spiritual, “Iron Whistle, wait for me here... No, you hide, go to the sewer! I'm taking Koe to the ambulance! ”

Saying, cheese suddenly held the river up and left the sewer... for him, the road beneath the city was better than the surface road.

……

……

Holy shit!

If Long Xi tears apart an ancient book on hand... it is probably a valuable monument outside, and the monastic world in Shenzhou is probably still a rare treasure, but it is now split in half.

On the floor full of rooms, many ancient books have a similar destiny. Just because they didn't bring what they wanted to this dragon in Shenzhou —— a way to get themselves back together.

In fact, the past is not long, but even a second is hard for Long Xi Ruo... In the new underground secret chamber of the pet, Shinrong Shenzhou has not taken off his LO skirt since he came back to close the hospital door.

Suddenly there was a clapping sound coming from above. If Dragon and Eve frowned so late, who would come to her... to this appearance, demonic power was exhausted, hearing vision and ordinary people were completely indistinguishable, everything became inconvenient for her.

She was even more upset, but she ran all the way up to the back door and had to put her heels up to barely reach the door.

“Lord Long, are you there? Lord Long! Lord Long! Please help him, he's dying! Lord Long! ”

Damn... picking this time!

At the door, looking at the cheese in a hurry and the cheese holding the river... looking at the blood on the river, Dragon and Eve frowned.

“Lord Dragon! Lord Long! Are you sure you're not here?” Cheese must not slap the door hard again.

But he just shot it twice, he pushed the door open, the cheese looked happy, excited: “Lord Long, you're still here! ”

But the door started to open, but the lights didn't turn on, it was dark, only a dull voice came, “Bring him in, but remember, never turn on the lights! Otherwise I won't save anyone! ”

“Yes! Yes…” The cheese had so much to worry about, hurried in through the back door with Xiaojiang.

Shu Xiaoshu is often pregnant, he comes here with his mother many times, the structure of this place is natural to the chest, even if the lights do not turn on does not cause too much inconvenience.

“Lord Long, what is your voice...”

“I... I'm a little uncomfortable, don't ask too many questions. Get Koe to the O.R. first! Don't stand there! Go!”

Listening to this rage, the cheese suddenly struck a spiritual, where dare you ink, hastily touch the road, put Xiaojiang into the operating room, and then walked out of the operating room as Long Xiaoruo ordered.

The door in the operating room was suddenly closed and the light inside could be seen from the tiny door stitches.

The cheese is relieved at this time... now that it has been delivered to Long Xieruo's hands, Xiaojiang's life should be preserved.

I just don't know why Long Xie is so weird this time... a little uncomfortable?

Shinzhou's dragons get sick too?

“Isn't it... a moon thing?” The old teenager's cheese quickly reminds me that when my mother is not pregnant, there are always so many days a month.

Ghost knows, if you know what cheese feels like when you're busy moving a stool in the O.R. to get it.

She's in trouble at the moment.

Shinzhou's dragon is completely demonic, and many of the methods used to treat demons are unusable, relying solely on those drugs and medical equipment...

“Damn, don't shake!! ”

Her sad discovery was that she was going to inject Xiaojiang with some adrenaline in her arm, shaking slightly for some reason...