C451 The River God's Ritual(38)

Just as the hawk's cry sounded in the distant sky, Mo Li raised his head and cursed at the sky, "You bald eagle, hurry up and get down here. See if I don't pluck all the hairs on your body. Today, I'm going to eat hotpot."

"Haha, old man Mo, what does it have to do with me if you want to eat hotpot? " A hearty laugh came from the horizon, and all the white hair on Mo Li's head stood up