“People in front, please step aside. We, nine swords, are doing our job. It’s best that we don’t interfere!”
A cold voice was heard.
In the air, the group of people chasing after the Asian dragon saw Wang Xian’s figure. Their pupils contracted slightly and they immediately warned him loudly.
“Roar!”
“Save me!”
The Asian dragon with a head like a deer shouted at Wang Xian with a face full of fear.
The human in front of him was his last hope.
She wasn’t sure if he was a good person or a bad person.
Should she be captured as well.
“Nine swords?”
Wang Xian heard the cry from the other side and heard the pleading of the Asian Dragon. He frowned slightly.
“Come here!”
He waved his arm and a surge of energy pulled the Asian Dragon, causing it to speed up abruptly.
The Yalong who was pulled over was slightly shocked. He looked at Wang Xian timidly.
“You’re courting death. Hand over that Molong deer to us immediately. Otherwise, don’t blame us for being impolite.”