Mikara sighed and said:

"I have no choice, she has decided on this."

"Grind!"

"Grind!"

"Grind!"

King Long showed an angry expression and began to turn up old accounts.

Why are you still so useless?

When I first made a contract with me, I said I would take me to the Star Cup to win the championship!

The result is! One round of games is eliminated!

Now I can’t even control a student!

Micara remained silent.

"Spray."

The Pijiamei, who had been quiet, screamed with a serious expression.

After saying that, King Long felt a little regretful, but he couldn't help but apologize. He flapped his wings and turned around and flew towards the villa.

"Wait." Micara said.

King Long turned to look at her.

"I'll accompany you." Mikara said in a deep voice: "I will tell Qiaosang, but I can't make a decision whether she contracts or not."

After a pause, she added: "I'm sorry about the Star Cup."

“Grinding.”

After two seconds of silence, King Long shouted, indicating that it was already past.

...

Villa, living room.

Xiao Tinglong looked at Xiao Molong and Molilong with a bad expression, and yellow arcs appeared on his body from time to time.

“Grinding.”

“Grinding.”

Xiao Molong and Molilong surrounded Qiao Sang and talked about their situation, ignoring Xiao Tinglong.

"Tait."

"Tait."

Yabao helped translate.

Qiao Sang confirmed with a look of surprise:

"You said you came here after breaking through the encirclement among hundreds of small molten dragons and molten dragons, and won the final victory?"

“Grinding.”

“Grinding.”

Xiao Molong and Molilong nodded proudly.

"Ting Ting..."

Xiao Tinglong made a rough calculation.

There are hundreds of them, and it seems that I have only fought against a few opponents...

For a moment, a sense of crisis arose.

"You are so powerful." Qiao Sang said sincerely.

“Grinding.”

“Grinding.”

Xiao Molong showed a modest expression, while Molilong's expression became more and more proud.

"Do you come here to contract with me?" Qiao Sang asked.

“Grinding.”

“Grinding.”

The little Molong and the Molong nodded.

"Sorry." Qiao Sang said: "You may not know my situation yet. I already have a contract with you."

As he said that, he pointed to the little Tinglong hanging around his neck.

"Ting Ting."

Xiao Tinglong held his head up and his chest held high.

“Grinding…”

Xiao Molong looked at Molilong and showed an expression of "What to do if this is done".

“Grinding.”

Molilong shouted, saying that we should not be anxious, let’s wait for the leader to come back first.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mikara and the Dragon King appeared out of thin air in the living room.

"Grind!"

"Grind!"

The little Molong and Molong showed surprise expressions.

“Grinding.”

King Dragon nodded at them and called out to Qiao Sang.
Chapter completed!