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Chapter 22, Eskimo’s yurt(2/2)

The big dog shook the mane on its neck, it looked like that.

An Zhui immediately rode up, raised his arms and shouted, pointing his sword straight at the sky.

"Up!"

"Hu——"

Ten tornadoes immediately emitted biting freezing wind.

When scraped on the flame Tibetan Mastiff, it is like a lantern, sending out a stream of fiery warmth, resisting the cold current and freezing.

But something is always wrong...

"Do I... have to fight on a dog? His reaction is too slow! He stops and shakes his mane after taking two steps! The hell can you do this!"

Regardless of whether it’s handsome or not, this big, lion-like dog can’t run fast in the snow!

A tornado can escape without any legs, but this four-legged flame Tibetan Mastiff cannot run at all!

An Zhui couldn't beat it with his whip, so before it was eaten by the tornado, he took out the "unmoving" iron lump and gave the giant chow a home.

"Woo, swish, swish... bang!"
Chapter completed!
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