Faced with the pursuit of these Pure-Blood Creatures, Little Fellow initially circled around the divine garden, but he soon discovered that although this place was vast, it was not enough to hide in. Coupled with the encirclement of those Pure-Blood Creatures, Little Fellow's small face could not help but darken.
"You're all so useless, really hard to get along with! Children like you are not fit to plot with!" Little Fellow cursed and grumbled, then finally chose to flee straight out of the divine garden.
When Bifang, Chi Dragon, and the other powerful beings heard this, their noses almost twisted out of anger!
This human bastard cub had been shouting that he wanted to eat them, capture them back to some lousy village to guard the gate, and let their blood be used to baptize the little brats of that lousy village, humiliating them like this. Yet now he actually shouted that they were useless instead?! This was simply outrageous!
Zhujian was even angrier. It had lost two chunks of flesh, one braised and one stewed into soup. The moment it thought of this, it was so angry it nearly vomited blood.
As for the Purple-Clad Maiden, she had long since turned into a ball of light, enveloped by divine radiance, her purple clothes fluttering as she chased over at extreme speed like a fairy above the mortal dust.
"Stop chasing me. I don't want to wrestle with you anymore!" Little Fellow glanced back at her and said. "Also, you can't beat me, so you'd better leave."
The purple-haired maiden was very sensitive to the word wrestling. Hearing this, her pearly teeth bit into her bright red lips. She wished she could immediately catch that Brat—not kill him right away, but hang him up first and beat him savagely!
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