C1868 A Good Dog Is Not in the Way

The silver moon hung in the night sky, and the stars sparkled.

Like a Flying Wolfhound with thick black clouds, they carried Yang Liefeng and his group as they flew in the night sky.

This was already the 20th time that Yang Liefeng and Gong Qianye traveled on the flying spirit beast.

"Little brother Windbreaker, we should be reaching the Southern Domain soon