Gu Yu stood in place, his face was pale, and his legs couldn't move a step as if they had been filled with lead.

The shadow of childhood swept over his mind again, and the pointed beak of the old hen in front of him was infinitely magnifying, stimulating his eyeballs.

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up!" Old Man Wang urged anxiously.

Xia Zhi's eyes were quick, and he grabbed the chicken wings, and finally lived up to his ......

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