Zhang Han grinned heartily after seeing this, and said, "Didn't I tell you last time, it's an iron-clad gold emperor dog, named Xiao Hei."

"That's right, that's right, it's an iron-clad, gold-clad emperor dog. Xiao Hei is amazing." Mengmeng rode Xiao Hei to the front, and Xiao Hei slowly lay down on the ground, and Mengmeng slid down from the side , ran to Zi Yan in a desperate manner.

"Mengmeng sit down and rest for a while." Zi Yan patted the cushion under her body.