A promise with the leopard King
"Roar!"
The eight-armed evil Dragon demonic ape, the godly Angel of the six-Winged Sword sect, and the six paths tree Suan ni were all absorbing the light mist one after another.
However, what made Bai Wushang feel ashamed was that the pets who were baptized by the Shennong cauldron every day, who could taste great divine medicine and extraordinary food from time to time, were only a step away from the maximum HP.
Especially ah Zhou, because of his monkey head, he had touched on this field a long time ago.
As for mouse eyes, this guy had lowered his level.
The so-called light mist had little effect on it, and was only of half a cent's use.
Bai Wushang could only laugh at himself. It wasn't the first or second time that the master had dragged him down, but from the beginning to the end, it was rare and normal.