I'm sorry for my senior brother!

...

Ah snee~

Deep in Nielong Mountain, before the cliff.

Wang Xiu sneezes, rubs his nose, and looks helpless.

Good guy.

This old turtle is worthy of being an old man who has lived for 800 years. He has a medium-grade defensive talent and can ignore the attacks of the three demons.

But he insisted on showing weakness, and pretended to be "forced to fall off the cliff" and took the initiative to withdraw from the battle circle.

Let the three demons fight inward.

He used the secret technique of "Earth Vein Escape" to sneak back to the edge of the cliff and wait for the opportunity.

It can be expected.

If Xiaoqing hadn't appeared suddenly and disrupted all arrangements, the final winner of these Zhuguo would probably be this old turtle.

at this time.

The old turtle was obviously also scared by Snake Ji Xiaoqing, and she lay on the ground and didn't dare to move.

It is not those three confused monsters.

After living for eight hundred years, it could tell at a glance that the master in front of him was a fourth-level demon lord.

This existence.

It can be hung up and beat with one hand, but it is not something it can resist.

Depend on.

If I had known it, I would have been pushed into the cliff, so it would be safer.

"Fairy, please spare me."

"Wang is over 800 years old and is no longer a young man."

"The meat is too old and it's really not delicious."

"If the fairy doesn't dislike it, the old turtle is willing to defect to the fairy. I'm not bragging."

"My red flame tortoise shell, the god-given divine pattern, can condense treasure fire, and it is the only choice for barbecue. The fairy leaves me behind."

"Absolutely no loss!"

...

Looking at the chattering flame turtle and the golden eagle with his head hunched beside him, Snake Ji Xiaoqing held his forehead.
Chapter completed!