The amnesiac Nether Dragon wore the shell of the Son of Light and swaggered into the human capital. The top of the food chain in the dark forest in the past could only sell songs on the streets. The young lady's face was deeply loved by noble ladies.
The passing wizard prince just threw in a coin and was inexplicably targeted, and was forced to pick him up and take him home.
"Azheng, let go"
The wizard prince was always suspicious of this person's origins - was this person raised by dogs? Why do you talk when you don't agree with something?
But then again, why could he let him bite him? The wizard prince looked at the neat tooth marks on his wrist with confusion, and for the first time he suspected that there was something wrong with his brain.
Purpose: You protect the world, I will protect you