C1399 The Nightmare of the Flower Tribe

The wind from the desert was getting stronger and stronger. The donkey was tired of running. It stuck out its tongue and ran to Hua Xiaoyao's feet. It stretched lazily and laid down.

Hua Xiaoyao also sat down. She used her left hand to scratch the itch for it. The comfortable Lv Ge raised his four claws to the sky and closed his eyes.

Faang Yuan looked at the donkey with envy