The green dragon flew up above the clouds and straight towards the darkest corner in the far distance.
Han Moze grabbed the green dragon's left antler and Nangong Ba grabbed his right antler.
Han Moze's hair fluttered against the cold wind. His handsome face was chiseled and stern, as he shot a cold glance at Nangong Ba. "Why did you come with me?" He said in dissatisfaction. What an incredible hindrance!
Nangong Ba wore deep blue clothing, he had side bangs and his hair was partially into a ponytail with the rest flowed down to his waist and blown against the wind at a charming angle. His sharp chin made his facial features look deeply beautiful. When he heard what Han Moze said, he broke into a slight smile.
"Shuang'er may have married you, but I never stopped loving her. I'll dedicate my life to protecting her. For Shuang'er, I can sacrifice my own life."
