In the deep alley, the roaches and ants who came out for food suddenly began to disperse... let alone the rats and flies who regarded this place as a hotbed.
Because someone was coming... She was the real dragon, Long Xiruo, who could give off an aura that made the monsters in the Godly Land tremble. These little pests were not worthy to be mentioned.
"Is it here..."
Long Xiruo went to the deep of the alley and saw a golden silk thread on the ground... This gold thread gradually faded and became black, and then it was broken into bits, inch by inch.
However, Long Xiruo didn't find Wind-Chasing here--- What was in front of her was a pool of black liquid, giving off a stinking and bloody smell.
Long Xiruo frowned, she stained it and gently rubbed, "Were you poisoned? But why did you disappear? I lost your tracks here... "
This rarely happened.
Long Xiruo even couldn't remember when she failed to track something last time.
