C297 Disorganized Disorder

297 Unorganized

"What's going on?" Wan Tong immediately blocked in front of Dan Zhi, as though he had appeared yesterday. He remembered that last year, when Eldest Royal Son was born, he was also like that?

"Celestial Dog Eating Sun!" Heavenly Dog Food Sun! " A small yellow door outside burst open and scrambled in. "The dog-eat-dog is going to eat!"

Emperor Xian Zong's face was ashen