People often say that Xi Ming, a great master of formations, has a low cultivation level, but he can always take care of himself when encountering difficulties. This is all thanks to the mad dog following him.
That mad dog turned out to be the last lineage of snow wolves in the world.
The animal-shaped hair is as white as frost and snow, and as smooth as cloud silk. He has a bloodthirsty nature and will return with blood in every battle.
She loved the sight of blood spraying.
"Make it clean."
Fortunately, such a mad dog was put on a leash early.
Xi Ming glanced at Lang Heng and obeyed.
"This is to repay her for saving her life."
Langheng explained to his friend.
She felt a chill on her back and turned around to see a smile on Xi Min's lips.
There was no warmth in his eyes.
My friend's pupils were shocked, he put on the acceleration charm and ran away instantly.
Xi Min stepped forward and gently touched Langheng's slender neck, "Say it again."
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Purpose: accompany each other and grow together