C1137 Trapped

The ointment kept on chirping, the King Flower roared: "Can't you just shrink down to a ball on the stone slab and slip past the demonic thing's head?! Like surfing or sands! Have you never played it before? "

Three Plasters:...

Yue Yang had played surfing before, after all, Devouring Flower liked to wander around looking for delicious demonic thing s to eat