"Boom!!!"
In the sky, the deep and furious thunder roared even heavier.
There was no torrential rain pouring down, only a sense of looming disaster and despair!
"Master, I don't want to leave!"
Xuu Hong looked at Bai Xiaosheng, who was twisted with emotion and starting to repair the heavens with difficulty, enduring immense pressure, and said with a reluctant and reluctant expression.
"Abba Abba..."
Lin Fei was also crying while shouting grievances.
"Dragon Master, please, take them away, they're the last seeds of our Secret Heavenly Pavilion. Please don't let the legacy of the Secret Heavenly Pavilion be severed!"
While bearing immense pressure, Bai Xiaosheng's whole body creaked as if about to fracture, then he spoke to Mu Jinyu with difficulty.
"Alright!!"
Mu Jinyu felt deeply troubled, clenched his fists, took a few deep breaths, and closed his eyes. He knew he couldn't delay any longer and finally agreed.
