In the Spirit Beast Bag, the little dragon and peach blossom were mumbling something while buttface was watching them with a resentful look.
Hei Xinjiu couldn’t help but laugh in her heart. Buttface was a living example of what it meant to be a single dog.
Yun chujiu moved her spiritual sense away from buttface and saw Sha Mo in the corner.
Sha Mo knelt in front of the red mask devoutly. His mouth opened and closed, but no one knew what he was mumbling about.
Yun Chujiu’s heart skipped a beat, and she activated her spiritual sense to communicate with him.
“Sha Mo, what are you doing?”
Sha Mo said unhappily, “I’m reporting to his majesty, the Demon Emperor, about what happened all these years. Don’t Disturb Me!”
“You’re really stupid to say that you’re stupid. This mask isn’t the demon emperor. What’s the point of saying all this!”Yun chujiu curled her lips and said.
“I’m willing. It’s none of your business!”Sha Mo said impatiently.
