"Hiss!!!"
The dog sat up, causing the numerous tiny wounds on its body to sting painfully.
Looking down to check, he immediately recognized the source of his wounds and cursed, "Damn cat, what madness is this? You actually did it for real?"
Looking up, he was stunned: "What is going on? Who are you?"
"You don't remember what just happened?" Li Zheng asked, "Try to recall slowly."
"Just now..." The dog furrowed his brow, feeling a splitting headache: "We... we were attacked by a group of twisted creatures at the Red Magic Crystal level. But that's impossible, with only Red Magic Crystal level twisted creatures, how could they have hurt us this much?"
"It's not twisted creatures." Crane took out a jar of light blue ointment, dug out a bit and applied it to the wound, sucking in air from the pain, "Obviously, my wound was caused by Old Bull, your wounds were done by the Cat, Old Bull's wounds were caused by you, and the Mouse's wound was inflicted by me. As for the Cat..."
