"Ting Ting..."
Little Ting Dragon is trying hard to coil around Lubao, preventing itself from being pushed out.
Lubao stands expressionless, as if three parts were hanging on its body.
Gangbao glanced in Lubao's direction and couldn't help but laugh, but soon, it curtailed its expression.
"Momo..."
Moli Dragon wiped its sweat away, couldn't help but glance at Dragon King.
The Dragon King responded with a look: Don't look at me, if you have the guts, go over to that guy called Lubao.
Moli Dragon looked at Lubao, knowing it wasn't familiar, ultimately endured and didn't go over.
However, at that moment, Lubao noticed the scene over there, and a visible Cold Qi emanated from its body, expanding all around, precisely covering the position where Moli Dragon was.
This Cold Qi was just right, not the kind that chills to the bone, just made one feel that the surrounding temperature had dropped significantly, as if transitioning from scorching heat to cool autumn.
"Momo..."
