Lu Anzhi looked at the little fox in his arms: "Little guy, can I take you to kill people?"
"They are very powerful. They have been chasing me for a long time."
"Don't be afraid, I'll show you what it means to be a sword in seconds."
After killing these demon cultivators, on the way to Buzhou Mountain, Lu Anzhi put a knife on the neck of a tiger
"You are the Wind Thunder Tiger, can you fly?"
"Let me ask you something. I have a mount named Feng Leihu that got lost. Have you seen him?"
Feng Leihu said dumbfounded: "That, should I recognize him?"
"Huh? What did you say?"
"Master, Master, I am your lost little tiger, but I have found you."
Seeing how good he was, Lu Anzhi patted his tiger head and said, "Not bad, you have a good eye."
So this ancient alien species began his glorious mission of manned flight. . . . . .
Reader comments
The smell of AI is getting stronger and stronger
It's too childish. Use the fairy tale to tell ancient stories.
This is the smallest number of people of the Lich race I have ever seen. They are all in teams of a hundred people.
The smell of AI is getting stronger and stronger
It's too childish. Use the fairy tale to tell ancient stories.
This is the smallest number of people of the Lich race I have ever seen. They are all in teams of a hundred people.