Yan Beihan weakly turned his head to look at Little Bear, lamenting: "Little thing, what on earth did you do?"
Couldn't help going a bit crazy.
Little Bear innocently stuck out its tongue, licked her hand, happily plopped down on its backside, and started playing with a small flower.
With its actions, it told Yan Beihan: That's nothing! I don't care at all!
"..."
Yan Beihan was speechless.
You don't care, but the trouble you cause, we both have to bear!
For over half a year, the two of them lived in this cycle of being chased and escaping about every ten days. Even Fang Che was shocked.
Couldn't imagine how there could be so many snakes in this Yin Yang Realm?
The giant pythons were always the same, which wasn't surprising, but the small snakes...from chopstick-thick to water-barrel-thick...there were just too many.
"Conservatively estimated, I've killed at least a trillion!" Yan Beihan said murderously.
"Haha..."
