"What did you do?" Ma Xiaolong looked at Chen Guan with uncertainty and suspicion.
The ice sculpture canyon suddenly melted and turned into a vast ocean, such a thing was simply unheard of.
"What could I do?" Chen Guan said, swimming in the opposite direction of the Black Jiao.
"All humans deserve to die, you despicable creatures." The Black Jiao had obviously spotted them, its tail slapped the water surface, raising monstrous waves, while its head lifted, glaring viciously at the two of them, spouting human speech.
Immediately, Ma Xiaolong swam faster than Chen Guan. This Black Jiao could even speak a foreign language, showing its extraordinary intelligence, far surpassing an ordinary Secret Spirit.
The Black Jiao saw them trying to flee, let out a cold snort, opened its mouth wide and bit down. At that moment, the river water seemed to be swallowed by the Gui Xu, as a massive amount of river water flowed into its giant mouth.
