Hei Xinjiu originally thought that the small silver snake would be so angry that it would spit its tongue at her or jump around on the ground. She did not expect the small silver snake to have no reaction at all.
Yun Chujiu’s heart skipped a beat. F * CK, did it fall to its death? Was a godly beast that weak? Besides, she had only thrown the small silver snake onto the ground. She did not use any strength at all!
She quickly squatted down and picked up the small silver snake. Only then did she realize that the small silver snake’s eyes were closed. This fellow felt guilty and tested its aura. Only when she felt that the small silver snake was still alive did she heave a sigh of relief.
Even if she did not like this little lecherous dragon, it was still a pretty boy’s spiritual pet after all. If she really played it to death, it would seem a little unethical.
