Chapter 162

forced by the strength of 17 flying dragons, Lu Jie gives up persuading Xiong Bao from the front and pulls his old face away.

the ground dragons are walking along the edge of the black leaf forest, and the Warcraft are scared to hide everywhere. Xiongbao stepped on a mass of snow and white cotton and said to Como, "how long will it take to get to the boundary of sanchengling?"

"Sir, at our current speed, we can reach the boundary of sanchengling in the morning." Como looks at the cotton at xiongbao's feet, no! It's a bell mutton. It's a bell mutton that carries a big living...