C127 Dwarven Tribes

Seeing that Mo Ziyun was not in a good mood, Lianyi did not ask any further. He put down the basket behind him and said, "Oh right, there was also a little white fox by the river with you. Tsk, that was really full of injuries. Is he yours?"

Fox? Was it Jiu? Mo Ziyun said, "It's mine. How is he now?" He did not expect that even Jiu would come over. Since Jiu had come over