King, King...
Xiong Jin vaguely felt like someone was pushing him.
Who is it? Are you annoyed? I still want to sleep.
Xiong Jin was confused and slapped the little demon who pushed him away.
Oops, Your Majesty, please wake up and something bad is going to happen.
Well, Xiong Jin suddenly opened his eyes when he heard the visitor was still chirping, and what he saw was a monster with the head of a monster and the body of a monster.
Xiong Jinguang wanted to call him a monster, but a huge message came from his brain.
It turned out that Xiong Jin had traveled through time, and had also traveled to the black bear spirit in Black Wind Mountain, and the one he had just slapped away was a little demon under his tent, Shumu.
