"Lift your feet!"

Xiao Yan said, lifting the front paws of the dough. He listened to Xiao Yan’s words and followed Xiao Yan’s feet.
The black swan cub was almost stepped on, and he was so scared that he shivered into a faint ball and shouted "Goo goo …"
He has the strength to make Xiao Yan feel distressed and can’t help but raise the sound "Dough! See you do good! "
"Ow?"
Master is so fierce. Master, what is fierce about me?
Xiao Yan picked up the cygnet in his hands and gently comforted it.
Dough curled up into a huge body, and the dragon’s tail bypassed the front and rolled itself into a ball and looked at Xiao Yan plaintively.
The master is very kind to that little thing, not good to me at all!
The former owner will hug me and put me to sleep. The more dough thinks about it, the more wronged it is. The front paws wipe tears and arch Xiao Yan’s arms with hints.
Xiao Yan was almost knocked down by him and took two pictures according to his faucet. "Naughty again!"
The master is not nice to me at all. He doesn’t like me anymore!
The dough was so sour that he watched eagerly as the owner left himself alone with other pets.
Sadness and anger surged in together. He screamed and raised the tire. The big dragon claw was aimed at Xiao Yan’s palm and scratched the black swan cub!
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Xiao Yan held Mo Li in his chest, and the dough scratched at Mo Li, almost aiming at Xiao Yan’s face.
The whole face was shadowed by African, and Xiao Yan’s brain stared at the beast in a blank stare.
From the breaking of the shell to the present, the dough has been in this world for three months, and the dragon’s life span is thousands of years. According to the proportion, the dough is still an infant.
He didn’t realize how terrible the damage would be if he waved his Yi Long paw.
The trench dragon moves quickly, and when Xiao Yan comes to his senses, he has no time to dodge, and a tragedy will appear in a moment.
Flint a purple barrier propped up, African claws scratched on the barrier, scratching a spark.
The black figure appeared in front of Xiao Yan, and Mo Li looked down at Xiao Yan with a straight face. A decorative skeleton bit his left shoulder and dragged it to the ground.
Pieces of sparks exploded behind him, and the dough screamed in pain. He was even more angry and opened his mouth to aim at Murray’s head.
A magic Yi Long scuffled together, and none of them showed their strength without mercy, playing in darkness.
Fortunately, Tianxu Manor is protected by [Bingjia] skills, otherwise, Xiao Yan’s painstaking efforts to build a mansion in the blink of an eye will become more barren than when it was undeveloped.
Anyway, it won’t break the room. Xiao Yan simply found a safe place to watch the play.
After an hour, the two finally got tired of playing.
Xiao Yan chewed an apple and teased, "Mo Li Douzi is only three months old. How old are you? General knowledge with him? "
Murray didn’t reply. He went to Xiao Yan and buried his head deeply in his neck and rubbed his throat, growling like anger.
Xiao Yan pushed him away. "I raised the dragon with dough. If you go to appease him, you can repay me for saving my life."
Murray looked up and his eyes were splitting, and his fangs hissed dangerously.
"What are you, a snake?" Xiao Yan said seriously, "You have to look at people when you hit a dog. Go apologize to Douzi!"
Murray howled like an enraged beast, jumped out three meters away and stared warily at Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan opened his eyes. "What do you always call? Did you forget how to talk when you became a goose for too long? "
Molly "Ow!"
After five seconds of silence, Xiao Yan slightly raised his voice. "You really can’t talk? !”
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Murray didn’t turn into a goose after his injury, but he changed back into a human form, which can be summarized in two words-mental retardation.
I can’t talk. IQ stays at the infant stage. What’s even more frightening is that Murray’s strength does not stay at the peak of infant stage, but it can also be overwhelming.
But Murray, the infant IQ, can’t control the strength of other bodies.