Lin Lang descended from the sky!
He saw Ao Ling revealing her human form, and was slightly stunned for a moment:
"Wow! This little female dragon is really quite beautiful!"
The anger in his heart dissipated a bit!
There's no helping it, this is the privilege of a beauty—
Seeing such a face, it's really hard to stay angry!
Lin Lang quietly looked at the disheveled yet beautiful woman in front of him, slowly lowered his hand, and temporarily halted his attack.
And in this brief moment of peace, everyone on the plane also widened their eyes, struck speechless by the scene before them:
Lin Lang won again!
And!
Still with just one move!
It's absolute domination!
...
"Little girl, become my mount!"
Standing on the cloud, Lin Lang looked down at Ao Ling, who was sprawled on the ground, her face full of despair.
"You wish!"
Ao Ling stubbornly lifted her head, wanting to show the unyielding spirit of the Flood Dragon Race!
