Grassy Plains

There was no other option but to flee. If there were less than ten of them in the early stage of Gushing Spring Tier, Ling Han could still somehow manage to fight them. But there were about twenty of them here, more than enough to drown him to death, what more when there were some that were in the middle stage and one in the late stage of Gushing Spring Tier.

If Ling Han had really charged forwards, that was not called battle. That was called delivering himself up to die.

He began to run, while those rabbits behind him refused to give up chasing after him.

Previously, it was Hu Niu who had been chasing after the little rabbit. Now, their positions were switched, and it was them now who were running like crazy.

Hu Niu was not anxious at all. She kept smacking Ling Han's shoulder, and saying, "Run faster! Run faster!"

This little girl!