C938 Elder nether

The moonlight was like snow, and the mist was hazy.

Wu Feng patted Brother Dog but he did not turn back. He vaguely sensed that someone was following him.

"I want to be a dog king!"

Brother Dog muttered, his mouth reeking of alcohol.

Wu Feng flicked his right hand and said softly, "Someone is following us."

"Who?" "Who is it?!"

Brother Dog's eyes became drowsy