"F * ck, Xiao Li-Zi, did you see that? I just peed on a flying sword! biu~biu~biu~”
Away from the otherworldly women in the city, Huang juncai's PTSD symptoms gradually improved, and he returned to his old self.
Li Rui rolled his eyes and ignored him. After solving his physiological problems, he continued to wander in the snow forest.
Today was already the third day they had been out. Other than the silly Roe deers in the snow, they had not found even a single Dragon hair!
Even with Luo Li's sense of smell, she couldn't track the big lizards flying in the sky. They could only use the most primitive method to search in the determined range of activity.
White dragons would usually choose snowy mountains and snowy forests as their nest, but similar terrains were almost everywhere in the North. After searching for an entire day, they only found a few piles of Dragon poop, and they couldn't even find the real Dragon!
