C60 The Centipede Spirit Was Hunted.

"Mr. Six-ear, don't throw it into the forest. If it attracts some powerful creature, it will be troublesome." Wu Xiaoming looked at the Golden Wing Centipede that had fallen into the depths of the forest worriedly. Actually, Wu Xiaoming was overthinking. Under the aura of the Six-ear Macaque and the Golden Wing Centipede