Tracking has always been Xiao Hai's forte, no matter what the terrain, even if he is injured.

The group of them went around and over two mountains to find the hidden entrance, which was a downward cave, and just standing at the entrance of the cave, they could smell the unconcealable smell of blood.

It was so thick that those of them who took it for granted to see blood as much as they breathed couldn't help but frown.

The spurt let out a long breath and walked in first.

Zhan Changran looked at his back and followed with steps, and the others followed silently.

Nature's ingenuity has created a forest of stone stalactites in a cave that does not see the light of day, because the insulation of the rock wall and the circulation of groundwater make the whole mountain a natural air conditioner, and the wind blowing from nowhere stirs the turbid air.

Walking through a narrow passage and turning a stone wall, everything suddenly became clear, and the blade stabbed his foot.

It's in place.

The captain stood beside him, and his teammates walked in one after another, and for a moment no one spoke.

The huge cave was divided into areas by milky white stone pillars, and most of the people who lay were bleeding from the throats of sharp blades...... People or animals.

In the center is a large open space, where a little girl with short hair in a small white dress is using a huge dead bug dozens of times her size as a chair.

She hung down naturally with one leg, stepped on the beast with the other foot, and put her right arm on her lap, sitting like a dashing boss.

It looks funny and weird.

As soon as they entered, the little girl looked down and stared at her left hand, which was rubbing things, and only raised her head after a long time, and her eyes lit up when she saw them, "Here we go!" ”

Looking at the appearance and body type, it is clearly the little Wallon.

can look at the look, but there is no resemblance to her.

They had seen little Wallon's dazed look, his aggrieved look, his happy look, his pure and incomprehensible look, and his scared but trying to please them.

But I had never seen her see them so naturally and wantonly.

No one answered, and little Wallon landed on his own somersault, standing up straight to look at them.

The little doll standing on the ground has black hair and black eyes, and the light little white dress encircles her bodyline, which makes people feel that she should be well protected, soft and beautiful.

But when she raised her eyebrows, the flamboyant evil spirit was undisguised, vividly reflected, and it made people subconsciously lift their hearts.

Her face was facing the sharp stab, the two looked at each other, facing the man's emotionless face, Xiao Wallon did not flinch at all, his eyes met, and the more he looked at it, the more interested he became, and a smiling smile slowly appeared on his face.

"Hello." She looked at him carefully with interest, and this sentence came out of her mouth: "Is poor Wusenhai still taking your tears?" Slow ......"

The end of each word is lightly raised, as if it is teasing people's nerves, and can provoke people's urge to beat her.

Before she could finish her sentence, the spur rushed out like an arrow from a string, leaving only an afterimage in its place, and he complied with the impulse.

With a loud bang, the giant insect that had been standing there silently suffered an unwarranted disaster, and was punched by the man and actually hit the rock wall, and the place where he attacked was clearly where the little Wallon was standing before.

The spur is extremely fast, but it is not the little Wallon that can be sent flying.

She stood two meters away from the stab, looked at the insect that fell from the wall, smacked her lips, clapped her little hands and applauded him, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, "Okay!" Fast enough! Ruthless enough! Congratulations, rated B+, excellent! ”