"Let's go rescue Brother Zhu first."
Ignoring the so-called misunderstanding of the big crocodile, Lu Zheng turned to Li Hanyu and said.
The Lu River God chimed in, "I'll go. That old turtle isn't weak, so be cautious."
At this moment, the big crocodile had one Silver Feather Cyan Mist Sword from Lu Zheng within it, allowing the Lu River God to spare a hand to find Zhu Yushan and guard against the mysterious big turtle.
"That's indeed proper," Lu Zheng nodded and said.
Looking at the big crocodile in front of him, twisting its body and eager to move, Lu Zheng laughed, "What, do you have more to say?"
The big crocodile's eyes flickered, its big mouth opening and closing, somehow able to make human sounds, "At that old turtle's place, there's an Ancient Profound Turtle Pearl that was snatched from my hands."
"Nonsense, that Profound Turtle Pearl chose its master on its own, selecting me!"
