The head of the python was the size of a small child, and its vertical pupils stared coldly at the two of them and the bear.
Fu Xi looked at it calmly and discussed with Gong Hao in a low voice, "Ah Hao, take Little Bear and retreat first. I will hold it in a stalemate."
She knew the habits of pythons.
If the two of them left with Little Bear, the python would probably catch up immediately. However, if they were split up, it would be wary and not dare to chase after the first group.
"No." Gong Hao didn't dare to move recklessly, only slightly blocking the tree branch in front of him. "You go first."
"I don't want to!"
"Xi'er, you're the one I'm the most worried about."
Gong Hao's tone was calm as he continued to analyze. "I can't do it if you want me to leave you alone to face danger."
Rather than letting him do that, it was better for the two of them to die under the fangs of the python.
Fu Xi's eyes burned.