Demon Spirit Sky, Green Bull Mountain
In the Qing Feng mansion, Purple Pearl heard Xiao Changtian's words.
Then, he looked in the direction where Xiao Changtian was pointing.
At the entrance of Qing Feng's mansion, Futian was slowly walking toward them with Qing Tian on his shoulder.
Fresh blood was still flowing out of Qing Tian's body. It seemed that he was seriously injured.
He looked at Futian in front of Xiao Changtian.
Then, Xiao Changtian's voice entered her ears.
"I thought that this bull would be more resistant, but I didn't expect it to be so weak."
Xiao Changtian heard Futian's words and patted him on the shoulder.
"I won't be discouraged. This one is already much stronger than the previous one."
"If we bring it back, it should be enough for everyone to eat for ten days to half a month."
"We'll meet better people in the future."
Hearing Xiao Changtian's words, Futian nodded.
