540 The Year of the Wanderer

"Lord Water God, is that Kun Peng really not dead?"

"It's just a speculation." Li Changshou smiled and said, "Compared to the fact that the Demon Master Kun Peng was killed by us so easily, I'm more willing to believe the assumption that Kun Peng is still alive. Therefore, it's not wrong to be more vigilant."

"But this…"

Bai Ze hesitated and smiled bitterly. He looked into the depths of the Chaos Sea and sighed.

In the future, he should come to the Chaos Sea less often.

It was quite good to be an auspicious beast in the Primordial World.

At that moment, Bai Ze turned into the size of an orange cat and jumped back onto the Golden Roc's head with elegant steps. However, he was different from the "navigator" who had raised his head and puffed out his chest when he came. At that moment, he was like a frosted eggplant, falling into deep worry.

Li Changshou blinked and smiled in embarrassment.