tent
The broken golden horn has not healed.
This is not the most deadly thing.
Just now, it was not long before dawn.
The Golden Horn felt that the Golden Horn was hurting so much, as if someone was using a knife to cut out the heart.
It rolled around in pain, but the pain did not diminish.
It felt a fire burning itself.
“Your golden horn?”
The female commander looked at the golden horns of the golden horns.
The golden horns of the golden horns are the place where he cultivates, and the spiritual power of the golden horns of the golden horns are hidden on it.
She saw the golden horn broken by the golden horn, and comforted it. Even if an ordinary person gets the golden horn, it is useless. He has no way to refine the golden horn, unless a master-level craftsman can refine it.
As far as the female commander knew, there were not many people of that level on the Eastern Continent.
Even if there is, I have already been closed and I will never make things difficult for my big gold.
The female commander also promised that she would definitely come back early and help it take back.
For a while, the Golden Horned Blind has not made any noise, and the female commander has become more and more sure of her guess.
She had asked someone to go and find out clearly that there was indeed a female student named Luo Yan in Tianying Town.
She had already ordered people to find the female student, and believed that she would be able to get back Jinjiao soon. After all, no one dared to disobey her in the territory of Tianying Town, and even Mayor Chang had to give herself some shame.
But before her people came back, Dajin… the female commander’s eyes fell on the wound of the golden horned skull, and the light of inspiration was quickly drying out.
That means that its golden horns have been refined.
“Master, is my golden horn gone?”
The golden horn horn also has a very bad premonition.
Without the golden horn, it becomes a waste.
It suddenly broke free from the female commander’s hand and ran out of the tent.
“Dajin! Stop it!”