C566 The Hard-working Pheasant

Five hundred and sixty-six.

"Alright!"

After hearing Zhou Yang's words, the Divine Chicken didn't waste any time and immediately started preparing for the matter of eliminating the spirit-eating worm.

The Divine Chicken stretched out its wings and stretched out its Neck. It squeezed its throat and let out a sharp cry.

Zhou Yang didn't disturb it. He just stood by the side and watched