Just when Yuan Yan felt that he was going to be completely smothered by darkness, that feeling suddenly disappeared. He recovered and saw Sima You Yue stretch out her hands and cover Blacky's eyes.
"Blacky, I don't want you anymore if you aren't going to be obedient!" She said softly, and Blacky's oppressive aura suddenly relaxed, and it became the appearance of a stupid little black dog again.
The aura just now seemed to have never existed.
Yuan Yan touched his forehead, the cold sweat mixed with the cold pool water, made him shiver unconsciously.
Mo Zhi looked at Blacky, with undisguised exploration in his eyes.
Sima You Yue ignored the doubts and shocks of the two and smiled: "Well, it should be a treasure at the bottom. My Little Dog has a better nose, so I ran over. Cough, don't worry, it won't rob you."
Yuan Yan nodded in a daze, "This thing is needed by my clan and it is also the purpose of coming to Vast City, so I can't give it up."
