The powerful Holy Dragon City _1

Looking at Tang Zhen who was standing in front of her, Yue qianhua didn't know why, but she suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.

At this moment, she really wanted to be like her own home, covering her ears and shouting every time she heard something she didn't like to hear, " "I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen!"

Every time this happened, whether it was his father or his teacher, they would chuckle softly and take back the words they were about to say.

This trick had worked every time she was at home, but unfortunately, this was not her home, and she did not dare to throw a temper.

Helplessly, she could only look at Tang Zhen and secretly pray in her heart, hoping that Tang Zhen would not mention the foundation stone of the mother tree.

It was a pity that this was the human race's city, and the elf race's gods couldn't hear her prayers. Tang Zhen finally said the words she didn't want to hear the most.