"Old Yu, do you need help?" Leng Qingtian, who was sitting on his dragon in the sky, shouted happily. It was great to see the old man still alive. In fact, the reason why he came over to take a look whenever he heard someone fighting was that he was afraid that there would be people he knew.
Leng Ruoxue looked at the two sides of the battle and said in surprise, "Huh, they actually gathered together."
Fighting on the ground, Old Yu heard a familiar voice and searched quickly during a break in the fight, but he found no one.
"Old Yu, I'm up here!" Leng Qingtian reminded kindly.
After hearing what his old friend said, Old Yu looked up at the sky, and what he saw almost made him vomit blood. Several giant dragons were circling silently above their heads, and each dragon had a person sitting on it. Most of them were people he knew, but they actually watched them fight the enemies without any intention of helping.
