Maomao is even more terrifying. Its claws are like a solid rock pickaxe, nailed to the surface of the rock, puffing, and shaking her belly with a full meal twice, more than ten seconds faster than Jia Long, and rushed straight to the top of the slope.

"Why are you standing there? My route is very safe, come up."

Jia Long shouted loudly on this 70-degree slope that was almost a cliff in a sweet voice.

"Oh... OK, come."
Chapter completed!