บท 170: The Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing

Just as the white light was about to reach the black stick, Little Black flew over from the side and threw a purple fireball at the white light.

The white light obviously did not expect Little Black to be able to release spiritual power, and it was a fireball with the power of lightning. In a hurry, it wanted to hide between Yun Chujiu's eyebrows again.

Unexpectedly, Yun Chujiu, who was supposed to be sleeping, suddenly sat up and shot a bolt of lightning at it.

The white light was shocked!

Was it because it had been sleeping for too long?

'Why could a young fire-breathing crow shoot out a fireball with the power of thunder and lightning?'

'Why could a trash without spiritual power shoot thunder and lightning. Plus, it was purple!'

Yun Chujiu finally saw the true appearance of the white light. It was a very small silver dragon with gleaming scales which made it look like white light.