'F*ck! I haven't even said who you are yet, so how do you know that I've made a mistake?'
Mo Ziyun was extremely suspicious. Why did this kind of expression and tone seem so much like that irresponsible guy?
While she was pondering over this, the others all turned their attention to the large black dog. After all, it was the large black dog that was wearing the Silver Battle Armor.
In the Primitive Abyss, the type of Battle Armor represented one's identity.
Disciple of a Great Emperor?
There were already eight teams of disciples of Great Emperors here, so these four people definitely belonged to the True Dragon City.
Hiss, since when did the True Dragon Emperor have such strong tastes, to actually take a dog as his disciple?
"Under the True Dragon Emperor?" An Heming asked. This was a "fact" that everyone already knew.
"That's right." The large black dog puffed out his chest, "Grandpa Dog is the first disciple of the True Dragon Emperor, Black Murderous Dog King!"
