He Is My Dog ​​But My God

The first day he dressed as a dog, he bound her. The system said: Suck her dry and you can become a human again. He never calculates a loss. Earn blood. He chose "yes". But he forgot one thing - the dog's tail, uncontrollable. The entire sect laughed at her for still being in the Qi refining period after three years. But no one knows—all her cultivation was absorbed by me. Blot it dry in one go, leaving no room for residue. … Later I found out - I am extremely defensive, just to protect you. And you are willing to protect the world. Then your world is my world.