"AI!"
In a small world, the old silver Dragon looked up at the sky in melancholy.
He missed the old days.
Every day, she hugged all kinds of beautiful men, slept, drank, and from time to time, she would go out to look for new beautiful men. Those days were as free as they could be.
But now, everything had changed.
He was imprisoned in this small world. Not only did he have to endure the pain of having his flesh cut off, but he also had to refine pills every day. He had to refine pills every day without stopping for a moment. Such days were simply hell!
"My nest of beautiful men!"
As he thought about it, he couldn't help but feel sad, and the corners of his eyes gradually became wet.
"AI! What the hell are you daydreaming about?"
At this time, a loud roar woke him up.
He turned around and immediately revealed a look of fear.
A burly man covered in black was glaring at him fiercely.
"Hurry up and refine the pill! Why are you being lazy!"
