The white crow shook its head. After so many years, the black dog should have died a long time ago. It was estimated that none of its descendants were left behind.
However, it revealed a strange expression and stared at the man in the Dark Light. was this person really not related to the black dog?
“What are you looking at? !”The man’s black hair was disheveled, and his eyes were unfriendly because he sensed a malicious intent.
Perhaps it was because the white crow could not hold back, or perhaps it was because it was too hateful in its heart, it could not help but say, “Is there a legendary emperor who is a close relative of your ancestor?”
However, after saying that, it regretted it.
“Damned duck, I’ll beat you to death!”
