Chương 4212: Zhu Dongkui

The little azure dragon watched from the sidelines, its eyes plaintive.

His blood had been rubbed on the shell of the tortoise, and it was a pool of red.

Weng, the tortoise shell actually began to spin, and then a streak of light shot out, shooting into the distance.

"You two, why are you letting me bleed so much? Just a little bit is enough." When the little azure dragon saw this, it immediately complained.

"Er, who knows, you might have to rub it again in the future. Thus, it's better to have a short-term pain than a long-term pain. I'll do it all in one go, to prevent you from tormenting you a few more times," the large black dog said seriously.

"Then I'll have to thank you," the little azure dragon said through gritted teeth.

The large black dog felt a little guilty. Previously, it was him who had shouted that it was not enough, and he had to release more.