C245 Hell Hound

Murong Qiu hugged Mu Wei'er, feeling a little obedient in his heart. His fingers slowly climbed onto Mu Wei'er's shoulder and he gently hugged her.

Not far away, on the back of the Hellfire Dragon, stood a white-clothed female elf. She didn't know why, but a trace of jealousy had appeared in her heart. Wuqing thought to himself