Devil's Code of Faith

In the Dragon Square on the northern outskirts of Kaiman's imperial capital, seventeen or eight giant dragons of various colors surrounded the center with their huge butts sticking out. At this time, giant dragons were still flapping their wings and rushing towards them one after another in the sky. "I need some pure adult dragon blood!" Zhang Yang, who was surrounded, held a cigar in his mouth with an indifferent expression on his face. "It's up to you to use." The giant dragons surrounding him stretched out their forelimbs and raised them in front of him. "Don't stay here if you're married." In an instant, half of the dragons flew away. "The same goes for those who get on the boat first and pay for their tickets later!" In a blink of an eye, the dragons left cleanly. Zhang Yang raised his hand, held the makeup mirror in front of him, shrugged and said helplessly, "This is really not my fault. There is nothing I can do against this degenerate generation." A translucent golden dragon roared in the mirror, "You have completely disgraced the dragon clan!" All the dragons lowered their heads in shame.