Chapitre 1717: A Delicate Situation

"Junior Brother, it's not that I don't want to help you, but it's just that you're too unlucky. As a person, you have to accept your fate. In the future, I'll burn more paper money for you every year. Three incense sticks every year will definitely be plenty…" Liu Yun inched back as he spoke.

The pheasant stared intently at Zhou Wen's head as it carefully raised its claws and carefully approached him, like a ferocious bird that could attack at any moment.

Liu Yun had seen the speed of the pheasant. With a peck from it, the grass fruit baby might be able to dodge it, but Zhou Wen probably wouldn't be able to. Perhaps the beak would pierce through his head. No matter how powerful his recovery abilities were, he probably wouldn't survive.

Zhou Wen stared at the pheasant without moving his body, but his brain was rapidly working.