"There's no need!"
Looking at Xu Jun's cowardly appearance, Zhuge Qing suppressed his desire to complain and summoned his berserk tauren.
"Let's go, Old Bull. Let's go take a look."
"Moo ~"
The red berserk tauren responded and immediately took the lead to walk in front of Zhuge Qing.
Looking at the mighty and majestic Wild Bull, Xu Jun finally remembered that he clearly had such a powerful Golden-Scaled Tiger King.
Then, the two of them, an ox, and a tiger walked towards Xing Rong, who was still "hysterical" at the spatial door.
"Hey, are you a Beast Tamer?"
Xing Rong, who was still ecstatic, was jolted awake when he heard the sudden voice.
Feeling the cold touch in his hand, Xing Rong immediately let go of the ghost girl's hand as if he had been electrocuted.
At the same time, he glanced at the spirit girl guiltily.