Hua Xiaobai just took a nap on the sycamore tree, but unexpectedly he was reborn.
It's not right to say it's rebirth.
Eight hundred years have passed, who would have thought that a little minion who followed the villain who was so murderous, repeatedly committed crimes against the Heavenly Cult, and was whipped to pieces by thousands of divine thunders, that his soul was gone, would have a chance to live again?
It's all my fault for my unsatisfactory master.
He is obviously the only true dragon born in the ancient times since the beginning of the world. He is not a decent god, but he has to act like a demon dragon with a murderous desire every day.
Well, now, the demons are defeated, the gods are back in power, and the law of heaven begins to sort out right and wrong.
The demon dragon, stained with thousands of blood lives, was finally sentenced to punishment. It was thousands of divine thunders with the power of punishment. Under the divine thunder, his soul was scattered and his bones were gone... In the end, even his only minion and the most loyal me could not be saved.
Not living up to expectations, not living up to expectations, the past was too painful to look back on, Hua Xiaobai shook his head repeatedly in the memory, then raised his head to look at the eyes of the sky above the land abandoned by the gods, Feng Yuan, he was so frightened that he quickly put away his negligible evil spirit... . Putting away the old mood, Hua Xiaobai shook off the stiff expression on his face, quickly put on a false smile, and quickly went to pay homage to the new mountain of the demon clan, at least to find a new master who can protect the life of the little minions...
Intention: Wait until I start over