When Pigsy finished speaking and turned back, it noticed that old hen, Dolores, had used some kind of technique to speed up, clattering and catching up again.

"Ouch, this old hen is really creepy. Brother, does she admire your beauty so much that it put her out of order? Is she carrying your flesh and blood in her belly that she has to risk her life so much to chase you?"

Pigsy shouted, and its voice was surprisingly loud.

Dolores heard all these, and she immediately felt the blood rushing in