"Fellow Daoist Mondo, you are not fooling me..."

Lang Yue couldn't believe it, shook his head and said.

He glanced at Lin Tian and saw that the latter's expression was as usual without any expression.

"You can play with Mr. Lin Tian..."

Meng Duo pointed at Lin Tian and said.

Lin Tian glanced at Lang Yue and said: "It's a fluke that I subdued her in one place! Although she is a young black dragon, it won't take long before she will rise completely!"

It’s still true!

And how to rise?

Such strength, at an early age, is absolutely terrifying!

Lang Yue sighed in his heart, looking at Lin Tian with eyes full of envy.

But at the same time.

His tense heartstrings also relaxed slightly.

The strong men of the Feiyuan Clan are obviously afraid of Mo Xiaomo, the ancient black dragon!

And it's not just as simple as fear.

Mo Xiaomo also had a real crush on the Feiyuan clan!

The strong men at the peak of the early ninth level were frightened to death!

Wei Wuyuan and the others are extremely fearful!

"Hey, are you scared to death? It seems that the psychological quality of your Feiyuan tribe is not very good!"

Mo Xiaomo threw aside the piece of monkey cheek in his hand, his eyes fell on Wei Wuyuan and the others, and said crisply: "Come on, come on... let's keep playing! This guy won't be fun without being beaten! You two are together now.

Come on!"

Wei Wuyuan's face changed repeatedly, and he didn't know how to respond for a while.

The other strong men from the Feiyuan Clan were also full of surprise, their eyes fell on Wei Wuyuan, and they needed him to make a decision!
Chapter completed!