Chapter 184: "I, Fat Long, am I really getting better?"_2

If he really were the son of Heavenly Dao, better give him a permanent version of the daily check-in Seven-colored term.

And at this moment—

"Brother Qiu."

Not far away, Fat Long flew over, gasping for breath: "You were looking for me."

"Hmm?"

Chen Qiu's brows furrowed slightly as he looked at Fat Long's pale face, he sighed helplessly and said, "Stop for a moment, there's no rush after a while, you're almost killing yourself."

"There's no hurry for this little moment."

Meanwhile, Ao Tian, who had been deep in thought beside them, noticed Fat Long's condition and immediately hurried over with a flustered trot, taking a pill from his bosom and handing it over with a worried face.

"I'm telling you, little brother, to take it easy with your young friend here."

"You absolutely can't have anything happen to you."

"If something happens to you, the Dragon Clan is done for."

"Don't worry, I'll look around to see if there is any big supplement during the next period I'm out."