"Lord Sesshomaru, what should we do now?" The evil face looked at something in front of him with a slightly distorted face.
"..." The silver-haired and white-clothed noble prince looked down speechlessly.
Looking down at the ground covered with red fire rat fur, huge, white, furry...
A dog. A real big dog. Alive. Comatose.
After the smoke dissipated, something like this appeared where a certain red-clothed half-demon should have been.
Xie Jian felt that his master's expressionless face was very suitable for this kind of moment when he didn't know what expression to put on.
Send a congratulatory message to a friend and try to change the style of writing. There is nonsense in the front, and there is stew in the back.
In fact, the subtitle is - "If Er Gouzi really turned into a dog"
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