Li Zhiyuan walked up the steps, just as he was about to enter, he saw a white dog lying on the carpet at the entrance.
His own Xiao Hei was the standard model of the Five Black Dogs, with a solid build and shiny fur, while this white dog was the opposite extreme.
It had a slender build, lying there licking its paws and grooming itself, exuding an aura of elegance and nobility.
However, to be honest, even Li Zhiyuan felt that comparing his Xiao Hei to this one was somewhat insulting to the white dog.
Zhao Yi stared directly at this white dog, the Life and Death Door in his chest instinctively started to rotate.
Right at the start, Zhao Yi's eyes turned white, he quickly shut the Life and Death Door, cold sweat trickling down his forehead.
Just now, he was about to probe the dog, but in his consciousness, countless scenes filled in, both things that had happened and things that had not, all sorts of thoughts, incomparably chaotic.
