Lin Zida laughed and said, "Ugly, you can't even take care of yourself, and you think she deserves to go with you? You just look like you."
Ice Flower licked her tongue and couldn't help but laugh.
The Dragon's disciple had a wide stance and a booming voice. He said, "You ant, how dare you speak like that?"
"What can be done about it?" Lin Jiaoao said lazily and proudly.
The Dragon roared, sounding like thunder dissipating into the clouds, and said, "You're finished. Benedict tortures his champions nightly in the presence of God, so you'll regret coming to this world."
The Dragon's spirit was extremely weak, and everyone else felt as if they were crushed by a mountain, nothing could be worse than this pain.
Lin Zida's face did not change color. Instead, he smiled and said, "I'm afraid you can hardly walk straight, slithering like a snake four times over."
"Four snakes!"
