If the Howling Moon Wolf King's cultivation was too low and it didn't think much of it, then so be it.
However, the former's strength wasn't bad. On the contrary, it was extremely powerful, which was strange.
However, Yang Ping 'an was different.
They didn't reject any of them. They ate all the corpses of demons and could even improve their cultivation, which was really puzzling.
He walked to the portrait of the eldest Princess.
Looking at her in the painting, Xiao ran's eyes glowed.
After a long time.
"Some things can't be avoided," he muttered.
He took down the portrait and placed it on the table. Then, he took out the finishing brush and a bottle of dragon blood. He described it with pure spiritual power, righteousness, and literary spirit.
As the bottle of dragon blood was used up, his frustrated mood became calm again.
His eyes were as deep as the stars, making one unable to help but be fascinated.