Masta looked very scary when stroking it with a stoic face…
Crown Prince Mo also looked down at this yellow dirt clump and stroked its blocky head as well. His eyes were full of watery… gleaming daggers!
"M-M-M-Masta." Sensing that the man was even more so someone not to be provoked, the dirt clump, sporting its blocky head, swung its small dirt limbs as it pattered over to its little master's skirt. In a humanlike fashion, it squatted down and showed an expression that asked for protection and hugs.
When the little water ball saw this, it immediately thought: Oh no! Why was there another one here acting cute? Previously, it was already very displeased that there was the white snakelet competing with it for favor, alright?
Mo Lian humphed lightly, and with a wave of his palm, several red flames coiled around his arm and vaporized the water from his and Qiaoqiao's bodies in an instant.
