Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan, who were about to make a move but didn't have time: "…"
"Alright, take your hand away quickly. If you press him to death, I'll deduct your month's rations!"
While the golden pagoda was still gloating and rubbing against each other more and more vigorously, Lu Zijia's cold voice suddenly entered the golden pagoda's ears.
The golden pagoda, which was originally showing off proudly, immediately retracted its big claws when it heard that, as if what was under its claws was a hot potato.
"Master, this guy is still breathing…"
The golden pagoda glanced at the leader of the demonic cultivators, who was covered in blood and on the verge of death. It couldn't help blinking its big eyes guiltily and immediately rubbed its master's arm with its tail obsequiously.
However, it had completely forgotten that at this moment, it was a huge monster the size of a small mountain and its tail was as thick as two buckets.
