The Black Immortal King turned his head back with tears streaming, crying out, "I, your rabbit lord, beg for mercy!"
Howbeit, the rabbit was running even faster, with eyes and voice more frantic than his, trembling, he said, "It's gone, it's all gone! Quick, replenish me!"
The Black Immortal King really wanted to curse his bad luck, but now he truly didn't dare to.
For the first time, the Black Immortal King regretted messing with this rabbit and that village. If he had known the consequences would be this terrifying, wouldn't it have been better to just squat quietly on his mountain?
Seeing the rabbit charging at him, the Black Immortal King knew he couldn't escape, so he simply closed his eyes and awaited death! Anyway, he knew himself well, absolutely incapable of surviving a second heavenly tribulation.
