Chapter 0185-Shut Up Evil Dragon I Don’t Want To Have Any More Kids With You

, kicked by a donkey.”

So nailed hooves are a real thing!

Loseweather thought that was what Leon was using to flirt with her.

“From there, he went down the road of taming donkeys but failing forever.”

Tag says, “Leon felt that not taming the donkey was a blot on his bullish life, so he never mentioned it to anyone. That’s the most powerful black history I can think of.”

Lois Visser took a deep breath, slowly accepting and digesting the donkey’s grudge against Leon.

“Okay, I get it, that’s enough for the photos.”

Loseweather snapped the photo to the table, but did not move her hand in a hurry, “I’ll also need some token or something from you, just something that proves you’re still alive.”

“It’s been ready for a long time.”

Tag opened a drawer, took a letter out of it, and handed it to Loseweather, “Give him this letter, and he’ll know.”

Losweather collected the letter, “Good.”

Negotiation and transaction over, Los Visser turned around and walked to the exit of the cavern.

She half turned back and said in a cold voice, “This may be our first and last meeting, and for Leon, I want more than just a year.”

After saying that, she opened her dragon wings, shook off the waterfall, and slowly flew out.

Tag breathed a small sigh of relief, then picked up the picture that was clasped on the table.

Then couldn’t help but stare.

Defeated and captured for two years, and the asshole kid has twins with the Silver Dragon Queen?

Which POW is unfolding like this?

Isn’t that a bit too abstract!

I’m too old for this kind of excitement!

“Brat, there was a time when I thought I’d be the most outrageous dragonslayer ever, but are you even going to be blue in that regard?”

“Leon is he…okay?”

A woman’s voice came from behind her, she had been there, she just hadn’t shown herself.

Tag turned around and handed the picture over, “I feel like the word ‘good’ alone shouldn’t be enough to describe his life right now.”

The woman looked at the photo, her pupils trembling slightly.

After getting slightly agitated, she quickly calmed down, “Have you made up your mind too?”

After a short silence, the old dragonslayer slowly returned, “There is no reason to retreat.”

Tag Lawrence picked up his taijutsu on the table and looked away, with a determined gaze.

“Think of it as a meet-and-greet gift for your granddaughters.”

xx

There was no time to reminisce about the passing Friday, and a pleasant Saturday debuted next!

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