"This damn weather, why do you say it rains when it rains? The meteorological observatory has not made any predictions at all. +◆"

When I woke up early in the morning and watched the heavy rain, Lei Huanxi was helpless.

"That's right, I wanted to go out for fun, but now I can't go anywhere." Annie kept muttering.

The rain was so heavy that God was carrying buckets of water down.

Where is the fish pond?

Lei Huanxi was clever and hurriedly ran to the fish pond with his umbrella.

Fortunately, the situation he was most worried about did not occur.

The rainfall in the fish pond is not very high.

Ye Tianlong was also a little puzzled, but Lei Huanxi guessed something.

Could it be that Xiaopang protected the fish pond?

It was so heavy that nothing could be done, and a bunch of people gathered in Fangcun Hotel.

It just so happened that I had been busy for so many days, so it was time to have a good rest.

Sister Lu cooked a large pot of porridge. The last Fatty Mo who came in, was not polite. She found the largest bowl and filled a large bowl of porridge. She ate it with two steamed buns.

"Your voice is gentle." Tiantian looked disgusted: "It seems like I have never eaten it in my life."

"You don't understand, you don't understand." Fatty Mo didn't care what others thought of him: "It's the way you eat porridge to be delicious."

"Fatty, watch this advertisement." Brother Hong, who was holding a cell phone and looking at it with relish, suddenly said: "Yundong has opened a new restaurant specializing in seafood. I'll read it to you. 'In one month, if the customer weighs more than 200 pounds, each person will give a portion of seafood worth 298 yuan.'... Oh, your weight is definitely over 200 pounds, right?"

Fatty Mo heard this and didn't even bother to eat: "Really?"

"Can you still lie to you? Look at it yourself."

Annie's eyes shone. She took a big meat bun and forced it to Lei Huanxi, her voice was as gentle as it was: "Brother Huanxi, you have worked hard recently, so eat more."

"What do you want to do?" Lei Huanxi saw Annie's sinister intentions: "Don't dream about this. No matter how much I eat, I will never be able to eat 200 kilograms in one month."

"I'm rich, I'm rich." Fatty Mo returned the hand to Brother Hong: "Brother Huanxi. I'll take a day off tomorrow."

Damn, who are these people?

"Brother Hong, is there anything new?" Tongtong asked while having breakfast.

"Let me see... do you don't have a cell phone? My traffic this month is almost gone... so do you, which restaurant does not have wifi now, let's install it quickly..." Brother Hong muttered:

"Ah, I have it... my sister lost a lot of blood in a car accident. Because it was panda blood, there was no matching blood type... My sister who was working outside the country got knocked away and sent her blood to her. She successfully saved her..."

"This sister is good." Sister Lu, who served everyone a pot of pickles, happened to hear it and said casually.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the thunder had never stopped since last night.

"Play cards, there's nothing to do today anyway." After breakfast, Annie made this suggestion. When she thought of something, she quickly said, "No Brother Huanxi."

Yundong competes for the best prince, but he and Jin Yan suffer a lot.

Several people started playing cards. Lei Huanxi watched alone bored and said a few words from time to time.

"Do you have morality?" Fatty Mo, who lost several games in a row, was very dissatisfied: "I also took the two cards to talk."

"Who sees your cards? Who says you can't speak when you see your cards?" Annie, who won several games in a row, excitedly helped Lei Huanxi to pick up the unfairness.

Lei Huanxi was about to defend herself, but her body suddenly shuddered.

A picture appeared clearly in his mind again...

Xiaopang fell heavily from the air to the ground, and was struggling with all his strength...

Lei Huanxi's expression changed drastically.

He knew that these images that appeared in his mind would never deceive him.

I quickly stood up and found an excuse to leave the hotel...

...

This is the feeling of a dragon, a real dragon!

Exhausted, calling the wind and rain all night, the fat fat, who had exhausted the last little energy, lay on the ground.

It can feel that life is gradually moving away from it.

Brother Huanxi. Farewell forever, the last moment has finally arrived.

Just when Xiaopang came up with this idea, the secret door in the basement was suddenly opened.

Then the familiar figure rushed in.

Brother Huanxi!

At the last moment of Xiaopang's life, Brother Huanxi is here!

"Xiaopang, why is this happening?" When Lei Huanxi saw Xiaopang's appearance, hesitated.

The little fat man couldn't feel the pain anymore. He was always looking at Brother Huanxi, and he wanted to engrave his last memory of Brother Huanxi in his mind.

Lei Huanxi put Xiaopang in his palm, and a cold feeling came from Xiaopang's body.

But the glory in the little fat eyes became dimmer and dimmer.

"Tell me, what should I do?" Lei Huanxi roared wildly.

But Xiaopang couldn't tell him anything.

An unprecedented despair and helplessness are pouring into Lei Huanxi's heart.

Xiaopang is walking on the verge of ending his life, but he has no choice.

This fat and fat dragon has helped it countless times, but when it needs help the most, it is helpless.

What kind of friend are you?

Xiaopang's body began to become stiff.

You must not just watch the little fat die, never!

His fingers touched Xiaopang's belly again, and the hard feeling came immediately.

Not only that, a strange red light was constantly emitting from the belly.

It’s this place, it must be because of this hard block!

Lei Huanxi was very sure of his judgment.

He rushed out and got a knife in, but hesitated a little.

This is a one-stop!

Oh my God, the guy who knows nothing about medicine actually wants to undergo a one-stop surgery?

What if it fails?

Lei Huanxi's hands trembled.

But looking at Xiaopang's appearance, Lei Huanxi bit his lips: "Xiaopang, hold on. If you fail, your brother Huanxi will die with you!"

Xiaopang knew what Brother Huanxi was going to do, but it couldn't stop it.

Throughout history, I have never heard of using this method to help the dragon survive the disaster.

Not to mention the legendary magic weapons and weapons in the human world, there is no way to cut the dragon's extremely hard body. Even if it can be cut open, the dragon will die due to a lot of blood loss.

Forget it, I will die soon anyway, and it's good to die at Brother Huanxi's hands.

But there is one thing, at least you are looking for a powerful weapon, what do you mean by using a fruit knife?

The only dragon that died under the fruit knife?

It's humiliating!

Finally, Brother Huanxi is lucky. Dragons are often the weakest at this time, and there is no big difference between skin and ordinary creatures.

Moreover, Xiaopang is far from reaching the point of becoming a real dragon.

Therefore, Brother Huanxi's fruit knife actually cut a dragon's belly.

Rather than the blood gushed out as imagined, a blood-red bead the size of a soybean rolled down to the ground.

This bead is the culprit.

A drop of blood finally flowed out of the wound...

Lei Huanxi had no time to pay attention to these things.

"Little Pang, how are you doing?"

Xiaopang nodded tiredly.

Lei Huanxi was overjoyed. Did his reckless behavior actually take effect?

Another drop of blood flowed out of Xiaopang's body...

"Little Pang, you're going to scare me to death..."
To be continued...