I Am the Progenitor's Favorite

All things in this world were mutually reinforcing and restraining; one thing always subdued another.

Obviously, the Black Emperor—usually arrogant and black-hearted, daring to bite anyone, with the air of Wushi being first, he second, heaven third, and earth fourth—had been subdued by Xiao Nannan.

At that moment, Xiao Nannan sat on the Black Emperor's back while the Dead Dog carried her around, doing his best to make Nannan happy.

"Charge, Doggy!"

"Woof!"

The Black Emperor worked even harder, completely immersed in his role as a mount and even seeming to enjoy it.

The figure running beneath the sunset reminded the Black Emperor of his lost youth.

Great Emperor, are you watching?

Black, I'm watching the birds.

Pang Bo and the others stared dumbfoundedly, feeling as though they were dreaming.

Qin Sheng smiled and said, "The Black Emperor really looks like a good dog at a time like this."

"Is this still that Dead Dog? He actually has a side like this? The sun must have risen in the west." Pang Bo muttered, unable to believe it.

"Could it be that the Dead Dog likes taking care of children?" Pang Bo began considering whether he should find the Black Emperor a mate.

He wondered whether the Black Emperor preferred dog demons or the Primordial Dog Clan.

Pang Bo really wanted to ask, but reason told him not to, or he would get bitten.

"Xiao Nannan is very special. The Black Emperor must have noticed something," Qin Sheng said.

In truth, before the Black Emperor severed himself, his cultivation had not been particularly high. However, having followed Wushi, he had learned much through constant exposure.

A while later, the Black Emperor carried Xiao Nannan back to Qin Sheng. Raising his head, he said with a broad grin,

"Qin Immortal, did you