In the place where the wind fat man was hiding, the grass was messy, and it seemed to be the traces left after a struggle.

"Fatty?!" Ling Luoyu was shocked.

If the fat man is in danger, there should be traces of marble explosions around.

Of course, unless the fat man didn't even have time to withdraw the marbles, he was knocked out!!

There is another kind of windy fat man who is very willing to go with others after being seconded by others.

So here there are only traces of a fight, and there are no signs of gunpowder blasting.

She followed the trails she left behind, but lost all traces at the foot of the mountain.

In a hurry, Ling Luoyu remembered the hairball and hurriedly released it to find the whereabouts of Feng Chenglin.

It's a pity that after searching for the hairball, the result is that he yelled twice in the air, looking quite helpless.

Its abilities are limited to tracking on the ground, and if it were upgraded to the air, it would be helpless.

Ling Luoyu couldn't, so he had to give up.

She was afraid that Ding Dong would spread the news of her injury, and if Mo Xuanchen knew about it, she would definitely go crazy.

And the way to keep him from being anxious is to let him know that she is still alive and sound.

Ling Luoyu couldn't help but feel a pain in his eyes.

The people of the demon clan sharpened their heads to arrest her, and Mo Xuanchen was desperate to protect her.

If she spreads the wind openly, Mo Xuanchen will know, and the demon clan will also know!

At that point, all the work was lost.

When I was thinking about what to do, the hairball suddenly "roared" and raised his head to look at a big tree in the distance.

Ling Luoyu's intuition was wrong, and he was about to go to see it, but a piece of bark fell down with a "snap".

"What is this?!"

A piece of bark naturally doesn't fall off for no reason.

The furball slipped away and chased it out, but Ling Luoyu looked at the big tree that had lost its bark.

The tree is intact and there is nothing wrong with it.

"Chameleon?!"

Ling Luoyu instantly realized what that piece of "bark" was.

It was supposed to be a chameleon with a similar function as a chameleon.

It has been recorded in the classics of the ancestors that there are many kinds of chameleons, different sizes and types, among which the big ones are the size of zebras, and the small ones are the size of palms.

These chameleons can vary in many ways depending on their species.

Some can change colors, some can change shapes, and some can mimic smells.

However, the ancestor recorded that these beasts are very rare.

Talent is it, but it's hard to survive.

These chameleons all have one thing in common, their skin is delicate and they cannot have any damage or scars.

Once there is damage and scarring, that place can no longer change color, so that it becomes a "defective product".

And the fate of defective products is usually only one - to be destroyed by natural enemies.

Over time, the species of these chameleon beasts gradually became extinct, and only a few species of chameleon beasts were raised and trained as pet beasts.

"Is someone secretly watching me??"

The furball walked back with a gloomy look on his face, his head drooping.

Look at the meaning, it's to lose the chameleon.

"Furball, it's not your fault!!"

She gently patted its head, soothingly.

Chameleons can quickly change into the same grass, branches, and even smells like their surroundings.

The hairball was suddenly, and it was reasonable to chase it away.

It's just—

"Who could it be?!"

Who is secretly spying on her?!

Is this person friend or foe?!