C1321 Like the Descent of a God

"Your Highness Xiaojin, let's go!"

Silver Flood Dragon had an anxious expression.

"You guys go, I'm not going. Where is Master? I'm going!"

The Xiaojin shook its head, its tone firm.

Aside from its master, the Demonic Saint Tianyang was the best existence for it, so how could it leave him!

"Silvermoon, we need to leave quickly. If we don't leave soon