Falling in Love With the Author I Read Chapter 60

The blood-bound beast slowly disappeared into the air, and Xiu pressed Mor's neck, causing him to fall from the air.

At the moment the black dragon landed, the long dragon spear pierced the sand bandit's chest. In the horrified eyes of everyone, the sand bandit who was stepping on Sam was like a balloon with a hole punctured, getting older and drier, and finally decaying into dust and being blown away by the wind. He did not bleed at all, because the person riding on the dragon's back had the same idea as him - that suit must not be stained by blood.

The bandits scattered, and Black Turban also left Nina behind and turned to flee. The black dragon snorted coldly, and the invisible dragon power spread out. The bandits fell to the ground after running a few steps and could not get up again. The weaker ones were directly shocked by the dragon power and stopped breathing. Black Turban could not move under the dragon power. He watched stiffly as the black dragon rider got off the dragon's back and helped the black-haired young man up. His gentle movements were like treating a lost treasure. When he saw the blond young man looking over, at that moment, Black Turban knew that he had no future.

"Buried in quicksand."

Hearing Xiu chanting the spell, Sam didn't care about the sand in his mouth and quickly shouted: "Don't --- cough cough, don't kill that vixen cough cough!"