Misty Mountain, Wayless Sect.
Within the living quarters of the disciples.
Dantai Luo Xue stood upon an open field.
Dressed in green robes, her long black hair was tied with a red ribbon, and the noble arrogance in her brow was considerably lessened, replaced by serenity.
However, at this moment, in Dantai Luo Xue's dark-golden pupils, threads of surprise were interwoven.
Because in front of her,
Zhang Han was riding a Canglong, meandering ahead.
Using a dragon as a mount,
How could Dantai Luo Xue not feel shocked?
What stunned Dantai Luo Xue the most was the strange sound emitted by the Canglong's mouth.
Wu hu?
She remembered the dragon's roar from the books to be like a mix of a cow and tiger, manifesting a domineering cry, right?
Why did this Canglong sound so peculiar?
Could it be a special breed of dragon?
"Junior Sister has seen Second Senior Brother,"
Although Dantai Luo Xue felt surprised, she didn't show it too much.
