The corners of di Beiming’s eyes twitched when he heard Yun Chujiu’s words. Xue Wuji was indeed a good match for this dragon egg.
Hei xinjiu kept Tao Wu and Qiong Qi and threw the dragon egg to di beiming with a look of disdain. She then happily grabbed the six 10,000-year-old black iron chains.
This guy was planning in his heart. The few ten-thousand-year-old black iron chains were made into cloud hooks by her, and the remaining ones had to be saved so that she could refine them into puppets in the future.
Thinking of puppets, Hei Xinjiu’s face darkened. Puppet No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3 self-destructed to save her last time, so she had time to make three new puppet plates.
Di beiming did not have a spirit beast bag, so he could only hold the dragon egg with his hands and watch Hei xinjiu pull the ten-thousand-year-old black iron chain.
Crack! Crack!
