C1993 The Three Families of the Flame Territory

In a hurry, a month has passed.

Lee Mo walked out of his room, and the grey chicken was already waiting in the living room. When it saw Lee Mo, its small eyes slanted, and it looked extremely proud. ...

"Mo, the old ancestor has eighteen bones. His speed is really slow. I'm so annoyed. I wonder how many bones you have."

Although these words sounded humble, it didn't seem to be modest at all