<h4>Chapter 2127: meless! (2)</h4> <h4><strong>Trantor: </strong>Henyee Trantions <strong>Editor: </strong>Henyee Trantions</h4>


    The dwarf pouted, and bean-sized tears swayed in his eyes.


    Vermilion Bird, Taotie, Bian and Shen Yanxiao looked at the Dragon God with contempt. Their eyes were expressing the same meaning.


    Dragon God, you are so despicable! How can you bully such a lovely creature?


    The Dragon God expressed that he was wronged. He didn’t even return the blow and just stood there for the dwarf to swing at him. Whose fault was it if their swords were broken. What did it have to do with him? Did he have to peel his hard scales off himself so that they could easily poke into his flesh?


    The scales of a diamond dragon had reached a point that would make one mad!


    !!


    “Don’t cry! Don’t cry! I’ll let you chop it. You can chop it as you wish. Please don’t cry!” The Dragon God was about to cry. He didn’t do anything, so howe it was like he was bullying the weak? He was wronged!


    The dwarf sniffled and finally stopped his tears from falling. He raised his head and looked at the Dragon God with red eyes.


    “It’s me who is not as skilled as others! I can’t defend the dignity of my dwarves! I have let my people down!” With that said, the little fellow raised the broken sword in his hand and waved it at his neck.


    This actionpletely frightened Shen Yanxiao and her group.


    Shen Yanxiao rushed over at the first instance and grabbed the sharp de of the broken sword.


    Shen Yanxiao did not have the diamond-hard scales of the Dragon God. The sharp de soon cut her palm, and the end of the broken sword happened to rub against the delicate skin on the dwarf’s neck. A beautiful drop of blood oozed from the dwarf’s skin and rolled down the de to Shen Yanxiao’s wound.


    The moment the blood came into contact with her wound, Shen Yanxiao felt that her body was wrapped in a ball of zing me, and a dazzling light shed in front of her eyes. When the light faded, Shen Yanxiao found that her field of vision had changed. The scenery around her seemed to have be much taller in an instant. She looked at the dwarf opposite her, but instead of looking down, her line of sight became… level.


    “Master… Master…” Taotie’s stammering voice sounded behind Shen Yanxiao.


    Shen Yanxiao turned to Taotie and found that she could not see the top of his head.