The little tadpole beast was so confused that it just swam in the direction that Neo directed it to go.
But whenever it wanted to dive into the water, the little slime on its head would immediately pull its tail ruthlessly, keeping it not too far from the water surface!
The tadpole beast was so aggrieved that it wanted to cry, but it couldn't.
It just worked hard not to let any water touch the precious body of the young master.
Some hunters who were holding flashlights in their mouths would occasionally illuminate a certain slime, and they would all see a leisurely golden blob swaying on the green water.
Some hunters subconsciously closed their eyes and blinked a few times.
"Am I blind? Or am I hallucinating? How come there's a little golden slime over there?"
"Is that golden slime...riding on the beast inside the water?"
