"Whoosh!"
The black paper snake in Jiang Yuan's palm grew with the wind!
Aunt Yu was stunned for a moment before remembering to cooperate with the shield, and hurriedly used magic to envelop the paper snake that was continuously growing.
"Grandpa Huang, is this the power of the Paper Makers?" Li Tiezhu was dumbfounded, and when he turned around, he saw his Grandpa Huang's small glasses slipping down, too busy to push them back up.
Huang San trembled, "This is the first time I've seen it too, it's really incredible!"
Mu Mian's mouth was in an O shape the whole time, watching the paper snake growing to unbelievable sizes, until she realized it could be mistaken for a "dragon" if looked at closely, and asked excitedly, "Since it's handmade, why not make a dragon directly? That would be so cool!"
