376 You Know Nothing About Power.

A Black Kirin and a Black Dragon were formed in the air. Although they were now criminals, they still had the dignity of being ancient beasts. They looked at the crowd coldly.

Meanwhile, their noses moved. Their eyes turned around and could not help looking at the bun in Nanan's hand.

There was such a fragrant bun in the world? What was it made of? Impossible! They were born with the world and yet they had never tasted it. 

Black Dragon scoffed, "Ha-ha, they're trying to tempt us with good food? How innocent!"

Black Kirin scoffed as he retrieved the saliva oozed out, "I might only consider it if there are at least a hundred thousand buns."

Nanan stuffed the bun into her mouth. It bulged up as she looked at the Black Dragon and said in a muffled tone, "This bun's made with your dragon meat."