"Ah!" Chen Jiuzheng appreciated the perfection and uniqueness of the God of water. He never thought that the crisis was approaching, so that he could not hide from it. For example, when he was subjected to mountain pressure, the whole person suddenly spit blood and flew out, which was extremely miserable.

"Mother, excuse me, this is Chen Chang. Don't hurt him!" Shuirun immediately came out to beg for affection. How could the mother not be honest?

"Hum, this son is full of silver evil, dare to blaspheme. Blaspheme me, really damn!" The God of water grabbed a heading at random. It was a hot shot.

'Boom!' Chen Jiu, who had...