the gathering of the old holy kings
"There was the eight-winged shadow God Angel in front and the Xuan fire Qilin Cang Jiang behind."
the great qilin felt indignant. " in the end, because of my identity as the last in the class, i became a unit of measurement and suffered from verbal abuse repeatedly? "
"Woof!哞!!”
the twins rolled their eyes.
Their father was teaching them with his actions.
If he did not cultivate properly and his bloodline quality was only at nine stars of the legendary level, not only would he not be able to protect himself, but he would also lose the dignity of the Qilin race.
By the way, Yingluo still can't get a wife!
Cang Yi clenched his small claws. The desire to improve that belonged to an expert was gradually ignited.
Cang Yan was thinking that if he was a little more powerful, would he be able to become his father's close-fitting cotton-padded jacket, the kind that would not leak any air?