Female supporting style is wrong

"Olivia, are you here to buy bread again?"

Jige responded crisply.

The town is not big, and the two new strangers soon attracted the attention of the whole village. Generally, only Jige showed up, and Aiweisi usually stayed at home and seldom went out because of his poor health.

The girl Longzu walked out of the bakery slowly with a small basket on her shoulders.

Her eyes glanced at the notice pasted outside the bakery. The king offered a huge reward to hire warriors to rescue the princess who was snatched by the dragon.

The girl looked at the simple picture on the reward and was silent for two seconds.

The picture only showed the appearance of the black dragon, like a huge black cloud, pressing down in the dark, without the essence of her prototype at all.

Jige felt offended.

Just as she was considering whether to find time to go to the palace to warn the court painter and ask him to change the painting on the portrait, the sensitive hearing of the Dragon Clan allowed her to capture some details around her.

In a deserted place not far from the bakery, several boys were fighting together. It is not accurate to say that it was a fight, it should be said that several people surrounded and beat a boy.

The boy who was besieged was very good at beating, even with few enemies and many enemies, he was not at a disadvantage. Instead, he viciously cleaned up all the people on the opposite side.

Ji Ge raised the corners of her lips, and left in no hurry. She just stood at a place not too far away to watch the excitement. After watching for a while, she found it boring. The black dragon girl clasped her hands and yawned boredly, while thinking casually What are you going to talk to Aivis after you go back.

The girl walked briskly past a group of young people who were fighting. The Dragon Clan didn't have much empathy. Ji Ge had no interest in who would win or lose in their fight, and it didn't matter whether they would get hurt or not.

Until the boy who was beaten up cleaned up all the enemies on the opposite side, the other party wiped his nosebleeds and put down his harsh words, "Alger, wait for us to come back and deal with you."

Ji Ge's footsteps faltered, and he stopped, with interest slowly appearing in his eyes.

There are many people named Argel in this world, and the possibility of the same name cannot be ruled out, but Ji Ge's intuition told her that the person in front of her is definitely the male protagonist of the plane, the object of her mission.

Alger noticed the slender girl standing nearby, and pressed the bleeding wound on the back of his hand. When facing the boy who came to find fault, the boy was extremely indifferent and reticent, but when faced with this strange girl who seemed to be watching the excitement, the boy restrained himself The thorn on his body laughed a little embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I let you watch the joke."

The girl took out a packaged bread from the small basket and threw it to Alger. The other party caught it and looked at Ji Ge incomprehensibly. The arrogant Miss Dragon rarely explained, with a lazy tone, "Give it to you of."

The girl wore a small top hat on her black hair, and her black dress was lonely and evil. She looked like the evil little witch who meant something ominous in the legend. She had extremely rare black eyes, and the corners of her crimson lips were showing a little with a smile. Sharp little fangs, bad and annoying.

She kindly reminded.

"You can't kill people by doing that. You can hit harder next time and break a person's neck, so that no one will dare to provoke you again."

Alger fell silent.

The girl in front of her was chaotic and arrogant, suggesting blood and cruelty, which had nothing to do with truth, goodness and beauty, but...

The young man twitched his lips mockingly.

Few people in the town wanted to talk to him, so the boy said casually, "I see."

Ji Ge lightly tutted. (end of this chapter)