Gu Yue and Na Er have silver dragon wings on their backs, which are crystal clear. They fly against the wind and jump down from the valley; Bai Xu, however, stepped on the golden sword and was falling rapidly.
"Your dragon wings feel pretty good. Why didn't they show up at ordinary times?" Bai Xu stared curiously at Gu Yue's dragon wings, as if to touch one.
"Your eyes tell me that you are coveting it...." Gu Yue gives Bai Xu a white look and speeds up.
In tens of seconds, the three fell to the bottom.
Gu Yue and Na'er only have sadness in their eyes, and their emotions are wrong. Bai Xu doesn't speak anymore, but silently follows them, passing one giant dragon after another