Chapter Seventy-Seven: The White Mist

At this time, Zongtian was somewhat forced to enjoy, similar to the feeling of family happiness. But fortunately, he still likes small animals, so he still watches the play of those two soul beasts with relish, and it is like he really has the mentality of an old man, and at this time, Zongtian even has some peaceful smiles on his face.

After all, there is some water in the stomach, and after just waiting for a moment, the intense hunger is re-surging into Zongtian's heart. Looking at the red fruit in the white in his hand, Zongtian finally took a bite carefully. The not-so-greasy sweetness filled Zongtian's mouth, and a fresh aroma also made Zongtian stuff the remaining half of the fruit directly into his mouth. He couldn't stop this time, and he ate the fruit one by one, until he couldn't eat it anymore, and he was satisfied with his burp.

Some satisfied lying on the ground, at this time, Zongtian really wanted to sleep directly in such a satisfied state, but the miserable appearance of the black tiger appeared in front of his eyes at this time. Zongtian sat up from the ground and sat up, not caring about the feeling of congestion in his stomach, and in order to go back quickly, Zongtian began to pick those fruits quickly.

Although Zongtian had already feasted on it just now, even then he was about to eat the fruit of a small tree, and there were too many fruit trees here to count. After picking the fruit, Zongtian searched for a container to take the fruit away. However, this place is completely untouched, how can Zongtian find something suitable here? Just when Zongtian seemed to be able to contribute only his clothes, some vines that looked quite sturdy solved his embarrassment.

Pulling some vines, Zongtian carefully tied the fruit to it, such a quantity should be no problem today, and for him who is well-fed, such a distance is not too far, and going here again is definitely something he will definitely do in the future. Although the problem of the fruit was solved, considering the appearance of the black tiger, Zongtian wanted to bring some water back. It's just that the problem of water is not so easy to solve, and just as Zongtian was thinking about it, the ball that had been played with by the cat and dog rolled to Zongtian's feet.

It seems that they have lost interest at this time, and the curiosity of the two soul beasts has run to something else. Zongtian picked up the sphere, which was a little bigger than a coconut, and weighed much lighter than expected, so it should be empty, right? This kind of thing instantly gave Zongtian some ideas. First knocked, the ball made a hollow echo, and the sky shook slightly, as if there was nothing in it, and looking at the extent of being played with just now, this sphere should be quite strong.

If you can make a small opening, you should be able to bring a lot of water back, right? At this time, Zongtian can only hope that it is not so fragile. It can be regarded as a prudence, Zongtian did not rush to make a move, he carefully touched the surface of the ball, like a stone, it seems to be a little different, and if it is a stone, how can it be so round on a hollow foundation? I can't be sure that the material Zongtian is also a little difficult to start, and the doubts also come up from the bottom of Zongtian's heart, what is this?

Cat eggs? Strange thoughts suddenly appeared in Zongtian's mind, but how could a soul beast lay eggs if there was no digestive system, not to mention that cats didn't lay eggs in the first place, right?

After thinking about it for a while, Zongtian just rushed this ridiculous idea out of his brain. It seems that his bad habit of thinking is really time to change, obviously he is already in such a dangerous situation, he is still thinking about these haves and nots, if he makes the black tiger seriously ill because of this, then he is really to blame.

It's just that it's just a habit of this kind of thing, how can it change for a while, but Zongtian has also adopted another solution. Since what is in front of him makes him doubtful, it would be better to solve this doubt. Zongtian pulled out his white blade, and then used the handle of the knife with some caution and lightly knocked it on the ball. Some resemble a crunch on a glass while the ball is still intact. It seemed to be stronger than he thought, and then Zongtian used some more strength, but after the crisp sound, the orb was still intact.

"Won't it?" While emitting such a sigh, Zongtian carefully checked the place where he had knocked, and when he carefully touched the place where he had knocked, he really found something. However, it didn't seem to be formed by the knock of the sky, and at this time, the sky found that the ball was carved with strange patterns. It seems to be like runes on a weapon, but the complexity is beyond the comprehension of the sky.

Faced with this great discovery of mankind, Zongtian raised the white blade and slammed it down violently. Although the progress of human beings is very important, at this time, he needs this thing even more to save the life of the black tiger. But the hard knock was still useless, except for making the crunch louder.

Looking at this situation, I couldn't help but be a little surprised, obviously it felt like a thin layer of things, and I was originally afraid that it would be broken whole, but now it seems that my worries are completely superfluous. There was no other way, Zongtian knocked hard again, but the ball was unharmed.

The sound of the tapping also attracted the two soul beasts at this time, and the two of them were also curious at this time, lying beside Zongtian, watching Zongtian vigorously knock on the orb.

A series of crashing sounds came from under the sword in the sky, but the ball did not move. Looking at that strange thing in disbelief, Zongtian was also a little stubborn, and the crazy beating action even made his crowded stomach calm down a lot at this time.

Holding his breath again, Zongtian used all his strength to slash one at a time, and just when he couldn't hold it back, there was a sound of shattering under the blade that had been raised. It's just that before he had time to be happy, the ball seemed to burst from the inside, and a burst of whitish mist also made the longitudinal who had just finished holding his breath suck it up.

I didn't have time to feel the smell of the gas, so I coughed loudly. This thing looks like it's been sealed for an unknown amount of time, and even if it was originally filled with something good, it doesn't know what it will become after a long period of storage, and it may be a matter of how the gas will kill itself.

Another big gasp, another violent gargle, calm down Zongtian finally has some courage to feel the difference in the body. Probably just because I've eaten enough to become a little more energetic, and I don't seem to be the same as before at this time. The fog isn't supposed to be something poisonous, is it? Zongtian moved his body again, but there was still nothing unusual.

Since there was nothing to do, Zongtian left that white mist behind, after all, there were things that he needed to care more about at this time. The sphere was found again, and Zongtian's nervous mood was also relaxed, the ball was not directly shattered into pieces, and a fist-sized hole on it also met Zongtian's requirements.

After washing and washing at the water's edge, Zongtian finally got his wish and filled it with clean water, but his shirt was not kept at this time. The clothes he took off tightly wrapped around the water source of life, and then he was tied to his chest by the sky. Shaking from side to side, the sphere filled with water didn't seem to have any chance of falling because of the two straps tied to the neck and chest respectively. After taking the fruit tied to the vine again, it was finally time to go back, and the sky walked to the path where he came.

After only two steps, Zongtian looked at the two soul beasts again, although their eyes were firmly fixed on Zongtian, but they didn't have any movements to follow. At this time, he was a little reluctant, and after Zong Tian touched the dog's head first, and then pounced on the cat's body, he finally left here.

On the way back, it was still the monotonous stone cave, but because of the marks of Zongtian, he didn't have to worry about getting lost at this time, and on the way back, Zongtian also took the trouble to rearrange some irregular markers. If he loses these signs, he doesn't think that today's luck can be repeated.