But the big at that time, compared with the big at this moment, it was impossible to talk about it.

Be an obvious metaphor.

At that time, Xiaohong, Wu Yun felt that it was big, at most, it was a circle larger than ostrich eggs.

And now Xiaohong, the big one seems to be a dinosaur egg.

Too big.

Even its volume is still growing slowly.

Moreover, not just the size has become larger.

The red body from a young age, no, it should be an egg.

The energy poured from the red egg is also extremely majestic and vast.

Even Wu Yun feels worse than herself.

"No, Xiaohong, this guy, are you going to hatch?"
Chapter completed!