"Young master, Little Black is not dead." An old servant appeared silently in the small courtyard.
Lan Wen choked up, "Really?"
"Really." The old servant said somewhat helplessly, a True Immortal level Spiritual Beast doesn't die so easily, the young master is still so naive.
"But, but Little Black smells so good!" Lan Wen swallowed and said.
The old servant said somewhat helplessly, "So does the young master want to eat him?"
"No, no, Little Black is my good friend." Lan Wen quickly embraced Little Black.
Looking down at the miserable appearance of Little Black, tears streamed down Lan Wen's eyes and mouth, his eyes somewhat absent-minded, "Good friends, can't eat."
Seeing the saliva dripping from the corner of Lan Wen's mouth onto the ground, the old servant really didn't know how to persuade.
Finally, the old servant thought of a method, which was to mention why Bai Yiyi's Little White suddenly became so powerful, immediately diverting Lan Wen's attention.
