Looking at such an image, Chu Fei's people were all crying and laughing. At this time, if they sat on nine Sanyuan snakes, it would be as ugly as sitting on the dung.

"Hey, I said Bruce Lee, can you teach this big guy the magic of your transformation, otherwise it would be inconvenient for us to sit up here?" Chu Fei has no choice but to look at Bruce Lee for help.

"roar, the Dragon uses the Dragon language magic, how can it learn it!" Bruce Lee cried discontentedly. He was white eyed. He was also discontented with the position occupied by the nine headed and three original snakes....