The Golden-Winged Roc King Who Messes Things Up, The Murderer Appears (1)

Let the golden-winged roc race mine?

Only Cang Huan could think of such a genius idea.

He wasn't asking the golden-winged roc race to mine. He was afraid that the golden-winged roc race would appear in front of Zhou Shu too often and steal the giant spirit race's limelight.

After all, in a sense, the golden-winged roc race was more talented than the giant spirit race.

His sense of crisis was overflowing.

But would the golden-winged roc race obediently listen to him?

Obviously not!

The Golden-Winged Roc King only snorted. "Giant Spirit King, I'm sorry to disappoint you."

He raised his nose to the sky. "My golden-winged roc race doesn't have nothing to do. Do you think the lord gave me this Heavenly Halberd so that I could mine?

"Our golden-winged roc race bears a heavy responsibility! If you want to mobilize our golden-winged roc race to mine, tell the lord. As long as the lord asks, I definitely won't say anything!"