gao yajing was about to step over the critical strike and walk towards jiang fu and the others, but before she could, the critical strike suddenly flew up.
the critical hit exploded almost instantly.
this woman actually wanted to step over it?
was he ignoring the chicken?
it was such a domineering, brave, and powerful chicken, but it was actually ignored by a woman?
the critical hit exploded in an instant. then, it jumped up and pounced on the ground above gao yajing's head. it stood on its feet like a golden rooster and chuckled.
gao yajing's entire body stiffened, and she stood there with her hair standing on end.
"is that ... is that chicken on my head?" gao yajing did not dare to move as she looked at leng rongrong and the others and asked.
there were more people carrying folding stools to watch the show. the steps at the main entrance were packed with people, and leng rongrong was still sitting in the middle like a queen.
