C1050 Exposing His Identity.

"Scale, how is it?"

The Old Man In His Fifties immediately went to the heavily injured Golden Flakes, his golden hair draped over his shoulders, his expression worried.

Golden Flakes was covered in blood, and he could not speak. He only opened his mouth and stuffed a lot of spiritual medicine into his mouth, causing Du Xiaoyao to drool on Du Xiaoqing's shoulder