The fourth punch hit the middle of the chest.

Ao Wow!

A large amount of blood spurted out of the dragon's mouth, and even broken internal organ fragments were seen inside.

Fifth punch!

"wait……"

Ye Zhongming's fist just raised, and the completely collapsed fire dragon opened his mouth and spoke.

"Don't, it hurts too much."

In a very standard universal term, the fire dragon gasped and begged for mercy.

"Does it hurt?" Ye Zhongming was a little confused. He really didn't know what level of pain the pain was when his fist hit someone.

"It hurts so much."

The dragon is a little unaware of how to express its painful understanding.

"Oh." Ye Zhongming nodded and his fist fell.

This time, the abdomen was hit.

Ao... woo...

The fire dragon was a little unable to shout, and its tone turned several times.

"You, don't, stop..."

The sixth fist fell again, and it was still the place just now. This time, the fire-type dragon's nose bleeding was flowing out.

"You said don't stop." Ye Zhongming swept around. Leiliui and Cheng Liujin were both treated by the patriarch's guards, and nothing else happened for the time being.

"I, I said, don't, separate from the Stop, don't fight, stop." The dragon felt that every time he said a word, it seemed like someone was cutting his flesh with an ice snatch.

"No fight... OK, then tell me what is this thing?" Ye Zhongming turned around, his face facing the direction of the roulette. The roulette was also within the range of Fire Rain, but it was safe and sound at the moment, without even a trace.

"Wheel, roulette."

"What roulette?" Ye Zhongming frowned and looked at the fire dragon, very dissatisfied with its perfunctory behavior.

"I don't know." The fire dragon wanted to shake his head and increase the persuasiveness of his words, but it held back, afraid of shaking its head off.

Ye Zhongming looked at it, thought for a while, took out a sign directly from the space equipment, closed his eyes and concentrated a drop of essence and blood on his fingertips, and then precipitated the pattern on the sign. Then, he held the fat man in front of the fire dragon.

"Enter the soul."

The fire dragon shook his head directly, and the dragon's eyes were full of fear.

Soul card, this is to make it lose its freedom forever and become a slave to others, it does not do it!

Ye Zhongming raised his fist, and the fire dragon suddenly felt that it was better to live than to die.

Its own spirituality was sealed into the mixed card.

"What is this?" Ye Zhongming asked again.

"Well, master, look, I followed you, do you have to tell me about your future treatment? Also, give me a name?"

Ye Zhongming was stunned and thought it made sense. He thought for a while and said, "I have a dragon called Bailong Horse, so you call it Red Boy?"

The fire dragon was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looking down at his lower body... Red is right, kid?
Chapter completed!