"Big bro, you're my real big bro, remember, your words have to count, whether or not I can lay a little Giant Roc is all up to you." the Giant Roc said foolishly.
Li Xiaoqiang was left speechless by the Giant Roc.
Then, Li Xiaoqiang and the others continued walking deeper into the jungle. As they walked, the towering ancient trees grew denser, and that chilling aura, which initially only permeated the air, eventually seeped into the very marrow of their bones.
The Giant Roc perched on Li Xiaoqiang's shoulder couldn't help but shiver and said, "Big bro, why do I feel that the deeper we go, the scarier it gets? We should hurry and leave, if we encounter something dangerous, I'm really going to be in pain. For my pretty ladies, I don't want to die."
Li Xiaoqiang quickly said, "Don't make a sound."
Because Li Xiaoqiang saw some white mist drifting toward them from the front.
