C347 Assembling grief and anger

Regret, anger, shock, sorrow … Right now, he didn't have any words to describe the complicated feelings in the little dragon's heart. His mind went blank for a moment as he walked towards Uncle Zhen in a daze. Arriving beside Uncle Zhen, Xiao Long stooped down and pulled his body up from the ground. At this point, the spear wounds on Uncle Zhen's body could clearly be seen