C1504 The Disaster Star
The wind blew away Qing Yao's long hair. She gently caressed the dragon scales under her body. Under the sunlight, the seven-colored dragon scales emitted a few rays of light. It was exceptionally beautiful, as if it was a dream.
"Junior brother, you have such a spiritual pet. You are truly blessed."
Qing Yao's eyes carried a hint of admiration