C859 A Poor White Dragon That Was Two Feet away from the Ground(4)

"Well, I don't think there is any cushion suitable for Lige..."

The little bat weakly walked out of the house and continued to endure the heavy rain.

"But I have this..."

The little bat's little hand turned into the color of rubies and sprinkled a pool of black mud in the heavy rain. The black mud surged on the ground and condensed into a rubber band.

Bang