"Yes, Senior Sister Ning."
The two junior brothers behind him looked excited as they approached the white ape.
"Sigh... who would have thought that I, Old Sun, would finally meet my end here..."
The white ape's eyes showed a hint of sorrow, greedily looking at the peach forest: "Next year's peaches, I'm afraid I won't get to taste them..."
Whoooosh!
At that moment, the wind howled.
A huge shadow swooped down, dragon claws grabbing the white ape, then deftly dodged a few flying swords, soaring into the sky.
"Hmm? It's you... Little Black?"
The old white ape, escaping death, cried out in surprise and joy.
"You can just call me Black Dragon. Call me Little Black again, and I'll drop you..."
Fang Xing said coldly.
"Sigh... not cute at all, now that you've grown up."
The old white ape sighed, then said, "Little Yellow... forget it, being captured may actually give him a chance to live. We demons each take care of ourselves... fly quickly!"
