C1015 Winning Is Frivolous

In a flash.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed.

In the canyon, Xiao Sanyue's silver fur shone brightly in the sunlight. His eyes, which were as black as gems, were also shining brightly.

In a month's time, it had already recovered to its peak, and even its cultivation had increased by quite a bit. Compared to the previous time when it was injured by Shen Shu