Chương 1150: It Has an Affinity for The Flower

Xiang Liu fled right away, but he was wounded badly by the Flood Dragon King, and was much slower than he usually was.

Seeing Xiang Liu’s seriously injured body, Ji Hao sneered evilly, then let the golden bridge dart out of his forehead. It transformed into a clear beam of light, wrapped up a few people and himself, swiftly chasing towards the dark cloud Xiang Liu left.

The Flood Dragon King narrowed his eyes and coldly watched Ji Hao chasing Xiang Liu. A cold stream of air spurted out from his eyes and transformed into a handsome middle-aged man, who trod on a frigid cloud and descended towards the city.

"Little monkey, come out!" The Flood Dragon King coughed slightly, then shouted towards the city.

Yuan Li happily rushed out of the city. When he was still three-hundred meters away from the Flood Dragon King, he kneeled directly down and slid to the Flood Dragon King with his knees. Then, he flatteringly hugged the Flood Dragon King’s leg with both arms.