章 897: Spreading Panic? (2)

"Cuckoo, coo~"

The Floating Bubble Dragon did not let Alicia down. It went up and rubbed itself against her.

It even took the initiative to flap its wings and fly towards Alicia's shoulder.

Of course, its wings were not meant to fly, but to… er… look good.

After all, those white wings were only slightly bigger than a palm. With the Floating Bubble Dragon's round body, how could it really use its wings to drag itself up?

"Do you like this?"

Looking at Alicia, who was already holding the Floating Bubble Dragon in her arms, Twain Flynn's eyes were filled with love as he asked his daughter.

"I like it!"

Alicia answered with certainty.

Seeing that Alicia was so happy, Twain Flynn did not say anything else and directly paid to take it away.

While Alicia was communicating with her beast, Twain Flynn and Lin Ye walked to the side and began to talk softly.

"Dojo Master Lin, Alicia… I'll leave her to you."