Pretend

The swirl rooted in the water eye was suddenly broken, while a nine-meter-long Yu abruptly dashed out. Before the Yu opened its wide mouth, large streams of purple-red sand drifted out from its mouth corners.

Raising its head, the Yu looked at those strong blue waves and shouted out loud, "Wuzhi Qi, you’re too late. I’ve already sent a message to Lord Gong Gong. If you could be slightly faster, you would have been able to save your son!"

Yu Ancestor’s dry voice came from that Yu’s large mouth, "Eh, this kid with a large bell on its head killed your son…Marquis Yao Ji Hao, a little human kid. Can you kill him? Do you need my help?"

Ji Hao stood still and made no move, while Yuan Li gripped his dragon staff with both hands, looking up with a strangely serious face. If one gave a closer look at Yuan Li, one would find that his eyes were filled with nervousness and fear. Apparently, Wuzhi Qi was a great figure in his heart.