under the moonlight, the dragon claw mark on bai wushang's neck gradually emitted a hazy fluorescent light.
some kind of indescribable special power was injected into it again.
this was the power of the dragon!
during the day, when he rode on ah zhou to hunt some of the completely wild dragon species, a similar phenomenon occurred.
however, it was short-lived each time, and it was extinguished after lighting up for less than a second.
however, at this moment, bai wushang could clearly feel that time had passed longer, and there was a cool feeling, a very comfortable numbing sensation.
he had successfully saved the sand feather dragon, so he had obtained more dragon's blessing!
a new idea was born in his mind.
bai wushang stretched out his right hand and sprinkled a handful of colorful flower petals.
god of cookery's innate skill-fragrant taste buds!
