In the sky above the sacred Dragon Valley, Tang Zhen flapped his wings as he played in high spirits.
When Tang Zhen was young, he had fantasized more than once that he would also possess a pair of bird wings and be able to fly freely in the sky, over the mountains and seas.
But today, this ridiculous dream had become a reality.
The feeling of having his dream come true was simply indescribable!
A hurried cold wind brushed past both of his cheeks, but it was unable to affect Tang Zhen's interest in the slightest.
He continued to circle above Holy Dragon City, gradually getting used to the feeling of flying. At the same time, he looked down at his own city from this angle.
Although the map perspective could also do this, the feeling of the two was completely different.
Tang Zhen was having a lot of fun, but he scared the Holy Dragon City soldiers on the ground.
