Huo Yuhao looked at Dark Holy Dragon, Dragon Emperor Douluo Long Xiaoyao in surprise.
He clearly possessed robust vitality, so why did he look so much like a teacher on the verge of death? Why was this?
Death God Douluo Ye Xishui also looked at Long Xiaoyao with a somewhat dazed expression, "Xiaoyao, are you alright? Is your injury serious?"
Long Xiaoyao shook his head and said, "These little injuries are nothing. I'm fine. Yuhao, you guys are here to deal with the Sun Moon Empire's army as well, right?"
Huo Yuhao nodded; there was no point in hiding it.
Long Xiaoyao smiled faintly, turned his head to Ye Xishui, and said, "Xishui, if you intend to harm these two kids, I can't help you. I owe Mu En too much, just as I owe you. Therefore, I can't harm his disciple."
Hearing the name Mu En, Ye Xishui's body shuddered, and a very complex emotion surfaced in her cold eyes.
