Doomsday City Building Game

Chapter 218 Reincarnation of Life and Death (9)

Jiang Li didn't expect the east wind to come so fast.

It is still an afternoon of daily progress report.

Although the golden dragon started to hit her plan with a straight ball.

But the follow-up did exactly what Jiang Li wanted, revealing some news that could be told to the "evil god", so that she could do business for the "evil god".

However, just as she came out of the confinement room that day, she was stopped by the wild dragon that had previously fought in the cage.

One of his eyes had already been gouged out, and his body was thrown down with Jiang Li, and his condition was too bad.

But I didn't participate in the activities of the past few days, and I wasted my life.But Man Long's original vigor had long since disappeared, and even if he stopped in front of her at this moment, his eyes were gloomy.

Jiang Li guessed that he probably had something to say to him, but now that the "evil god" is watching her more and more frequently, how can this barbarian dragon really speak?
Immediately looked back indifferently, pretending that you really can't do anything with you dragons:
"Why, you had a fight with me back then, and you suffered all kinds of things, do you think it was because of me?"

Before he could answer, he blamed him for hating himself and wanting to make trouble.

His gaze naturally glanced at the approaching blond figure, and then he fell back on the barbarian dragon, crossing his arms and saying arrogantly:
"Even if you want to find fault with me and avenge the three punches back then, you still don't look at your current appearance.

Do you really think you will be my opponent? "

After all, during the few days of looking for friends, some of them were thorns in the prison itself, and they were all beaten to the ground by her.

"I……"

The savage dragon took a deep breath, and just about to open his mouth to say something, the torture ended, and the golden dragon who came to pick Jiang Li back to the cage held his shoulder.

It was natural for the Golden Dragon to come into contact with Jiang Li more frequently these days, so it was not surprising that he would appear here.

Standing beside the wild dragon at this moment, he was fully taller than him, and with those smooth muscles, it must be said that the shadow fell, and the feeling of oppression was extremely strong.

He looked at Jiang Li, and choked on what Man Long wanted to say:
"What's going on, another dragon is challenging you?"

After all, in this prison, big fists are the last word. Jiang Li has been a bit high-profile these days, and there are quite a few dragons who are not convinced and come to challenge her.

Jiang Li answered the words smoothly, curled his lips in disdain, and said helplessly:
"Isn't it him? There was a holiday before, and it's worth remembering for him now."

The golden dragon nodded to show that he understood, and immediately dragged the barbarian dragon to the other corner, apparently to escort her and give her a good beating.

Jiang Li noticed that the eyes of the "evil god" were still on her, so he yawned naturally and walked towards his cage with little interest.

After a while, the golden dragon stepped back just like before.

The prison guards patrolling outside the cage flapped their wings and flew by, which did not cause much disturbance to the two of them.

However, the golden dragon took out a scale from the blood-stained prison uniform. The palm-sized dragon scale was golden in color, shining brightly.

It's not ordinary at first glance.

It's just that there are some shreds of meat and blood on the end, which seems to be a treasure that was forcibly pulled from a certain dragon.

He stuffed the scales into Jiang Li's hand, thinking of the prison guards patrolling outside the cage, subconsciously folded his palms upside down, and covered it with the sleeve of his prison uniform.

Although the dimmed light was covered, Jiang Li straightened his spine a little when he felt the more fiery gaze of the "evil god".

Looking at the golden dragon's gaze reveals a bit of deep meaning:
"what do you mean?"

The golden dragon bowed his head in concern, with "honest man" written all over his face.But Jiang Li believed that he was a ghost.

Don't say anything to do this for her, even the superficial intimacy is % pretending.

He was not a talkative person.

But at this moment, the golden dragon is looking at her calmly, revealing a bit of sincerity in the plainness:
"It protects you."

Why do I use you to protect me?
Jiang Li shifted his gaze to his face, and the two straight men and straight women were strangely synchronized in their thoughts.

Ignoring the sense of monitoring like a thorn in his back, Jiang Li put away his things and expressed his gratitude.

Then, he turned around and proposed that he wanted to meet the "evil god"!
Bailong in front of him saw her recruiting gesture, and by accident, he really fell down.

The dragon's head, dragon's claws, dragon's body, dragon's tail, and the batons tied around his waist are really majestic and majestic, just different from those ordinary little dragons.

She frowned and looked at Jiang Li who looked small in front of her due to the human shape, feeling a little pity for no reason and then dispersed:
"What's the matter?"

Jiang Li stood with his sleeves folded, neither humble nor overbearing:
"I want to go to the first floor of Dragon Prison and meet the 'evil god'."

Little Chief Bailong's face turned cold, he couldn't tell if he didn't want her to take risks, or he was loyal to the thought of loyalty engraved in his bones, he scolded with a stinky face:
"Presumptuous, Master 'Cthulhu', you will see it as soon as you say it."

As soon as the words fell, I heard a man's serious voice like a cloud of mist suddenly coming from my ears:
"Bring her up."

Bai Long paused, bowed his head and saluted: "Yes."

She walked in front, staggering a few steps from Jiang Li, doing business, with no fluctuations in her tone, it seemed that she had been brainwashed quite a bit:
"Please come with me."

Jiang Li followed quickly, not surprised by this result.

Years of planning finally had a breakthrough, and it's no wonder that the "evil god" named Shiraishi Nai could hold his breath.

Even if he could hold his breath, he would not refuse the opportunity to let her go up to the first floor and see for himself what this "dragon scale" looks like.

Jiang Li followed Bailong into another "elevator"-shaped cubicle, and saw her take out the work card for identification from the collar, and put it on the sensor for identification and activation.

It is clear in my heart.

Those places where food is delivered up and down, I am afraid that the floors of the Dragon Prison that can be penetrated are limited.

When I was lurking in the first round before, I was afraid that I had passed things such as the "big bowl" on the 18th floor and the "mechanical gripper" connected to the 17th floor.

It is not impossible.

But now she is leaving, but it is real, and the internal staff has passed through.

The "elevator" that went straight to the first floor was really fast. Jiang Li and Bailong didn't wait side by side for a long time before they crossed floors 1 to 18 and stepped onto the top red carpet.

It is completely different from the chaotic, dirty, violent, and desperate 18th floor, and it is not comparable to the tragic 17th floor live broadcast and illegal profits.

The magnificent and spacious first floor of the Dragon Prison is more like the mansion or villa of some imperial nobleman.

No wonder it was said in the note that they could sneak in among the attendants and wait for an opportunity.

The rooms and decorations here are really numerous and exquisite, and there are all kinds of places to eat, drink and play, like a piranha that deeply absorbs the flesh and blood of others and blooms on top of thousands of sins.

Only the petals are delicate and beautiful, blooming on the top of the wailing and dry bones, in sharp contrast to the roots below.

Therefore, among the crowd who were buried in their work, when they saw the pretty little black dragon wiping the vase ornaments with other servants.

Jiang Li, who was greeted as a distinguished guest with his arms folded across his chest, frowned:
Why is this guy again.

(End of this chapter)