"Sigh! These bald donkeys are really slow! Brother Hao has already finished a delicious tiger meat hotpot, and they still haven't arrived yet. This speed, tsk tsk, is comparable to women!" Zhang Xiaohao said, shrugging his shoulders.
With a stalk of dogtail grass in his mouth, he lazily lay on a huge rock.
He felt something was off. This was only the mountain's outskirts, so why would there be a Hundred Veins Realm monster here? If it were deeper inside, that would be normal.
In the deep mountains and old forests, it's normal for monsters to appear.
But in the outskirts, encountering a Hundred Veins Realm monster was quite unusual.
He shook his head.
For now, Zhang Xiaohao decided not to think too much. The sky was ready to marry, the mother was ready to rain; let it be! As long as it doesn't provoke Brother Hao, he can't be bothered to deal with it.
Two hours passed.
Rustle, rustle, rustle...
Urgent footsteps finally sounded.
