C1322 A Dish Made of Spirit Beast

Hearing that, the Golden Tide looked at the Black Dragon in shock.

This. . . Isn't my line. . .

Looking at the Black Dragon's fierce gaze, Jin Haichao's hands trembled as he raised his wine cup.

"Bang!"

The wine cup collided, and Jin Haicao no longer dared to move his hands or feet.

However, the Black Dragon once again brazenly released its dragon might into Jin Haicao's wine glass