"Jing Chen!" Du Yu slapped the horse's neck.
This slap was quite heavy, but as the newly promoted Demon Emperor, Jing Chen's Demon Breath Battle Robe didn't break.
In pain, Jing Chen instinctively lowered its head, then raised it high again, as if to say, "You can't suppress me."
Doesn't hurt~
It really doesn't hurt!
This head of mine, I must hold it high today!
However, Jing Chen misunderstood, Du Yu had no intention of suppressing Jing Chen.
He was just reminding Jing Chen to obey: "As the saying goes, when shooting the horse, aim for the rider; when capturing the thief, seize the leader first!"
"Pfft..." Little Fen Yang couldn't help but laugh, "Is that really how the saying goes?"
Du Yu: "Of course!"
Little Fen Yang pouted: "Well, that's a really unimpressive saying, it doesn't even rhyme."
Du Yu: "..."
"Lu!" Suddenly, Jing Chen dashed forward at high speed.
