C776 This Familiar Holy Land of Dumbass

"Where did he go? Quick, look for him. He's so small. What if he's lost? "

The White Dragon Holy Land was in chaos. The young master of the White Dragon Clan, White Feather, was busy running around. Steam was coming out of his head. He was like an ant on a hot pan, crashing around like a headless fly.

He glanced at Han Shan, who was sitting on the railing, and immediately became angry