"What the hell?"
"What the heck are you guys doing!"
Wang Wu was completely stunned. Wasn't he just too unlucky? You guys are too despicable. Why would the North Mountain King and the South Mountain King join forces to blockade the Xijiang River?
Why do you all loudly condemn and curse the Big Head Water Thieves for slaughtering the West River Water Race during the day, only to turn around at night and become their accomplices?
Isn't the King of Xijiang your beloved relative, your close friend?
And, that Cyan Wolf, didn't the King of Xijiang save your life once?
Wang Wu was going crazy!
He tried to survive this way and that way, desperately trying to survive, but still couldn't escape and ended up crashing right into danger.
So, is this little black strange snake wrapped around him a direct bloodline of the distinguished King of Xijiang? Is it the next King of Xijiang?
Damn, aren't you demons, aren't you in the Cultivation Realm, acting out The Count of Monte Cristo here?
