Just as Xiao Feng was secretly doubting whether the spider at this moment, like the hornbill by the wooden bridge, possessed a certain level of intelligence.
A familiar sound echoed in his ear.
"Hiss..."
Xiao Feng's eyes widened. Was it going to shoot silk?
He was currently lying down. From the time the sound of the silk spinning was heard to Zhao Guo'an being hit, even if he got up now, there's a high chance he would be bound by the spider silk before he could stand.
These thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning.
Xiao Feng realized there was no time to get up and run; he then cared little about his image and rolled to the side from his previous position.
"Snap!"
Despite Xiao Feng's quick reflexes, he was still caught by one arm and pinned to the ground.
"Pfft...hahahahaha!" Zhao Guo'an laughed unkindly, "Old Xiao, don't you think you look like you got one arm peed on lying there with spider silk on you?"
