On the dragon boat, the atmosphere was lively.
"That's enough, Boss Tru. You look impressive." Luo Feng smiled.
"I'm dying of laughter. That bastard Kuang Beifeng's face alternated between red and white. In the end, he still ran away dejectedly," Zhang Liang echoed.
"I'm so f*cking envious. When will we be able to casually throw out a dozen top-notch dragon steeds to show off?" Xu Que said sourly.
His Dao was the most ridiculous. He had to pretend to be cool to advance his Dao.
If he had been here just now, he would have been able to directly advance to Class 16.
"If you want a chance, go find the lord yourself." Tru chuckled.
"Forget it. I'm afraid of causing unnecessary trouble for the lord." Xu Que was tempted.
However, after some thought, he still shook his head and dispelled this extremely moving thought.
Dragon Island was not like Heaven Cast City. The territory here was complicated and the Dragon Race was powerful.
