“..”
“..”
Xiang si and fan Wu were both dumbfounded. No one had expected that the Black Dragon, which was extremely fierce just a moment ago, would eat the top of song qingxiao's food.
She temporarily froze the Black Dragon. At the same time, her figure flashed. When she reappeared, she was already above the Black Dragon.
Then, he clenched his fist and swung his arm. With a 'whoosh' sound, an ice whip broke through the air and wrapped around the frozen dragon head twice, firmly binding it.
Song qingxiao held the ice whip and pulled it hard.
The half-frozen Black dragon's head was pulled up like a horse that had been trapped.
The frozen layer of ice shattered with a 'ka ka' sound, and the pupils of the dead creature began to shrink, as if it was about to be resurrected.
However, before it could move again, the ice layer froze it again.
