Good heavens!
What do you call a natural sense of closeness!
Could it be that I, Old Wang, can really become a Bear Immortal as I wish?
It's so useless.
Really, useless!
He could only inject a small amount of venom each time he clawed at the opponent. Isn't it better to just unleash the Demon Vine?
So Wang Wu just brushed it off and didn't take it seriously.
At this moment, Yuan Bupu, Wolf Bu'er, Niu Xiaocao, Old Niu, and Pig Iron Beak had already gathered around.
"Congratulations, congratulations! Younger Brother Xiong is truly a genius, managing to allow the Companion Demon Vine to advance again in such a short time."
Yuan Bupu laughed heartily, his usually sleepy and scruffy face unusually vibrant.
"Oh, not at all. I'm just worried for causing such a commotion, will it expose us? Or bring punishment from the Mad Tiger King?"
Wang Wu asked, a bit worried.
