this time, in Lu Xiaoteng's stone room, Lu Xiaoteng, who was sitting in a wheelchair, closed his eyes and pondered for a while before taking out a small bottle. He opened the cork, and a fire dragon... In Tuo Ba Hai's storage bag, there were some essences that smelled like those of a demon python. They should have been given by his father and now belonged to him. Lu Xia Tian chuckled with glee; the...