“Creak Creak Creak!”
The Little Hairy Ball’s figure was faintly discernible, as if it was jumping for joy. There was food.
It appeared and disappeared mysteriously, biting the big hammer from time to time, which relieved a great deal of pressure on Su Yu and the others.
Zhao Li was also surprised. This little thing still had this ability?
To fight in his sea of Will!
And with one bite, even the earth grade literary soldiers would tremble.
Actually, Old Zhao was also in pain when the hammer was bitten, so he didn’t say anything.
That thing was actually his main divine text, but now that the main divine text was disobedient and wanted to rebel, he had to beat it into submission. In fact, he was fighting with him, but there was no need to say these words.
Embarrassing!
