"Face slapping..."
After reading Gudouluo Gurong's angry message, Lingbai sighed:
"I'm probably sick, but I can't hold my breath any more. There are two descendants of the Seven Kill Sword and the ossified dragon, one is me, the other is me..."
Lingbai always fulfills his wish for others when he takes something. He raises his right hand and sticks it to his face. His left hand slaps on his right hand, and the crisp crackle echoes in the small room.
"Elder Gudouluo, your successor has won the predecessor of Elder Jiandouluo. Thank you for your gift."
The calcaneus Douluo made a small joke, Ling Bai stopped smiling and gave a deep salute, then took away the ossified dragon