"Little Butterfly, has that foolish crocodile leader still not returned?!"
Looking at the slanting sunlight outside, Green Snake Spirit asked with concern.
The small butterfly with wings and a crown first glanced at the setting sun and then helplessly said, "Madam, the crocodile leader has not returned yet! However, you need not worry, he has been living in the water since childhood, and his strength is formidable. Sure enough, the people of the Canal are no match for him."
Hearing Little Butterfly's reassurance, Green Snake Spirit's heart finally settled a bit. However, she still had an indescribable worry. Mo Ao, that fellow, was not an easy opponent.
If it weren't for her possession of the Qiankun Ruyi Bag and many other treasures, it was really uncertain whose prey would fall to whom.
Has he recently gained a great increase in strength? Does he possess any Divine Skills?
Just as the two were anxiously waiting, suddenly a commotion came from the entrance of the cave.
