C1410 True Dragon Blood

With a sou sound, the Green Flood Dragon shrank and once again entered Gu Xuan's collar. It was as if doing so could avoid all dangers.

The Little Squirrel was still sound asleep. As long as it was in Gu Xuan's arms, it seemed to be able to sleep forever.

Gu Xuan raised his head to look at the East China Sea Dragon Palace, holding the Great Clan Elder who only had his apron around his waist