In the cold wind, thirteen lonely figures quietly climbed over the fence of the northern suburb prison, only in a blink of an eye, they disappeared in the boundless night.

dragon twelve's eyes were a little red. He murmured softly, "brother longhun, I don't know when I will see you again."

the body of the dragon soul was slightly shocked, shook his head, and said, "I hope the little Lord can forgive us for leaving without saying goodbye."

"I think the young master will understand." Long Yi said a word in a low voice, but anyone can hear a trace of sadness in his voice.

the spirit of the dragon...