C727 North Sea Ao Yan

The demonic dragon vine withdrew into the dense fog, never to be seen again. Ao Xuan was still reeling from the encounter, yet she couldn't help but feel a touch of gratitude toward the Green Flood Dragon of the North Sea.

"Ao Yan!" Ao Xuan exclaimed, "I never expected to need your help this time! I owe you one. When the opportunity arises, I'll make sure to repay you