"These might be the two teeth of the phoenix!" Simba used his imagination seriously. The white ground looked very similar to bones. Simba suspected that they were standing on the corpse of a phoenix. If that was the case, just how big was this phoenix?
"The phoenix is a bird. How can it have teeth?" Wang Zhong wanted to slap him.
"Damn…" Simba was dumbfounded. He pouted and refuted Wang Zhong, "We have never seen a phoenix. Who knows? Let's go. This place is strangely empty. Let's go there and see if there are any changes. It would be best if an escape path appears. That's right. We can ask our captive here! That— what was its name again?"
