You are a tenth-level dragon, we are only the first-level one, just squeezed out of the eggshell.

Wen Zilong was hesitating, why not let his clone try first?

Although this tenth-level strongman looks harmless.

But you must be wary of others.

What if?

Just as Wen Zilong was hesitating, a hand suddenly stretched out in the turbulent flow.

He grabbed Wen Zilong's hand directly and pulled him in.

"ah--"

"It's going to die--"

"Hang, hang, hang--"

Wen Zilong screamed suddenly.

Bang-

A slap on his shoulder.

Wen Zilong closed his mouth and quickly touched his face and then his body.
Chapter completed!