After enduring it for three years, I was drained of my blood by my third-rate fox demon girlfriend and became a useless person. She stepped on my face and sneered: "A mortal like you is worthy of me?"
I coughed up blood and laughed, but my heart beat like an ancient war drum the next second.
The sealed ancient memory suddenly shattered - it turns out that I am not a mortal, I am the last ancestral dragon bloodline in the world!
The beautiful neighbor who just moved downstairs kicked open the door, and the breath of the thousand-year-old fox demon was cold and biting. She pinched my ex-girlfriend's chin, turned to me and knelt down on one knee, with three thousand years of obsession hidden in her eyes: "A mere firefly dares to slander my Lord's dragon body?"
My bone wings shot out from my back, covering the sky and the sun.
In my eyes, the human seals all over this city are just wasteland waiting to be demolished.
