Ling Chuxi really wanted to find someone to pinch it, but unfortunately there was no one, so he had to pinch himself, it hurt a little, it was not a dream.

Since it's not a dream, what kind of place is this, and where does the night dance go, are they all shocked to death? After thinking about it, Ling Chuxi denied this conjecture, he didn't even die, and with their strength, it was estimated that it would be difficult to die.

If they didn't die, what about the Abyss Sword Might, what happened in the end?

"Sword Spirit, are you there?" Ling Chuxi had too many questions, and shouted a few times in his heart. No matter how Ling Chuxi called, there was no response. Gazing at it, the connection of the contract is still there, but it is only looming. Obviously, this time the sword spirit was also hit hard, and she couldn't know what happened to the sword power. It seems that it is estimated that the last sword spirit was also injured and fell into a deep sleep again. I had to wait until he woke up to ask.

Seeing that Ling Chuxi had woken up, Little Meatball chirped, and then patted his little belly. The meaning is obvious, it is hungry and wants to eat, to be precise, it wants to eat the roast rabbit meat made by Ling Chuxi. Then it was about to drill into Ling Chuxi's coat pocket with the beast head brand, but as soon as it got in, it leaked out. It rolled round on the ground twice, and its small eyes had a little sudden look. Ling Chuxi looked down and saw that the pocket of his clothes was broken. Ling Chuxi smiled, scooped up the little meatballs, put them in another pocket, and stayed with Xiaohong. Little Meatball hesitated, stretched out his head and looked at Ling Chuxi. Of course, Ling Chuxi knew its worries, the pocket here was Xiaohong's territory, it had been expelled last time, and this time it was afraid of being expelled again.

"It's okay, Xiaohong is still sleeping." Ling Chuxi touched the little meatball soothingly. Now in a strange place, my friends are gone, and it's good to have Meatball and Xiaohong with me.

Cuckoo...... Ling Chuxi's own stomach also came with an indecent sound. Ling Chuxi looked up at the sky, the sky was hazy, and there was still some coolness, it was almost dawn. It's better to find something to eat first, fill your stomach, and then find a way to heal your wounds. I have to say that the true character of foodies is always the first place to eat. After a little pranayama and some disordered breath in his body, Ling Chuxi felt much better, and then slowly stood up and prepared to forage for food.

Although Ling Chuxi's injuries were not light, it did not affect Ling Chuxi to catch some prey and catch a rabbit. Soon, Ling Chuxi lit a fire, set up a rabbit and roasted it.

Where the hell is this? Ling Chuxi thought back to the path she had walked to catch a rabbit just now, she was now in a forest, jumping high into the treetops to look out, she only felt that this forest was vast, why did she appear here? And every qiē here is so unfamiliar.

With two chirps, the little meatball interrupted Ling Chuxi's thoughts. The little meatball came out of his pocket at this time, stood at Ling Chuxi's feet, and screamed at the roast rabbit on the bonfire. It was reminding Ling Chuxi that the barbecue was already cooked, and it wanted to eat!

"Here you go." Ling Chuxi smiled, tore off a hind leg and handed it to the little meatball. Little Meatball happily took it and started eating.

When Ling Chuxi was about to eat, there was a sound of rustling footsteps not far away.

Someone?!

Ling Chuxi frowned slightly, looked at the source of the sound, and became vigilant. When she looked around, she hadn't noticed anyone smoking.