After four days of hard walking in the forest, Zhang Xiaojuan's stomach began to growl, which was a sign of hunger. Finally began to feel hungry, Zhang Xiaojuan almost thought that he had eaten the fairy fruit and had already opened the valley. She pulled out two potato-like purple stems from the eco-friendly cloth bag, the reticulation of the outer skin became lighter, and it didn't look very fresh, but it smelled darker and stronger. Peel off the skin along the reticulation, and the white flesh is moist and looks like mangosteen.

Zhang Xiaojuan handed one to the little hairball, and the little guy reluctantly sniffed and licked it, and turned his head not interested.

"Don't be picky eaters. ”

The little furball turned his ears to the other half, but he didn't hear it.

"You've licked it, and what you've licked is yours and must be eaten. "Zhang Xiaojuan knows that it can understand, it is a magical beast, and it has a certain IQ.

The little furball turned his head and stared at her earnestly, his pupils round in the dark forest, and the whites of his gray eyes could barely be seen. Woo woo, her voice was a little aggrieved, swallowed the stem in her hand in one gulp, and then licked Zhang Xiaojuan's fingers repeatedly.

"It's dirty. Zhang Xiaojuan complained, pulling a green leaf and wiping his hands.

The little furball jumped over and grabbed her hand, swallowed her thumb into her mouth and bit it gently. Zhang Xiaojuan let it coquettishly, and the other hand and mouth worked together, eating the remaining stem into the stomach. It looks moist, smells good, and tastes like cotton balls, which is not delicious! Fortunately, I feel better in my stomach, Zhang Xiaojuan eats another one, and I don't know what effect this herbal rhizome has, so I can only wait to see the after-effects.

At night, the little furball found a dry hole in the tree, just big enough for Zhang Xiaojuan's petite body to curl up. The little hairball soaked a bubble of urine outside the hole, and returned to the tree hole to sleep in Zhang Xiaojuan's arms with peace of mind.

The next day, Zhang Xiaojuan woke up with a sore body, and when she moved her muscles and bones, the little hairball brought back a small pink animal, fat, twice the size of the small hairball, looking a bit like a bamboo rat, biting the throat by the sharp teeth of the small hairball, and the little claws kept dying and struggling.

The little furball threw the meat rat to the ground, pressed his left front paw to his heart, and the gray beast pupils looked at Zhang Xiaojuan, and whimpered, beaming with pride.

Zhang Xiaojuan gave it a white eye, what was there to be proud of.

The little furball claws were deeply inserted into the heart of the meat rat, and with a slight stroke, the cracking sound of the flesh and skin sounded, pink blood splattered everywhere, the internal organs flowed out, and the leaky throat of the meat rat made a squeaky scream.

The scene was very bloody, Zhang Xiaojuan turned his head, he didn't dare to look at it, and if he saw that she would vomit again, there was a creaking chewing sound of small hairballs in his ears.

Her little furball is a monster, and it eats a meat rat just as it does a cat on Earth that eats a mouse. This is the law of the jungle in nature! If she and the little furball fall into the mouths of other monsters, it will be the same fate!

Zhang Xiaojuan didn't dare to guess the world with someone like Hocker, she only hoped that the progress of human civilization in this world would allow her to have a chance to survive independently. Of course, she won't be stupid to have too much hope, Hocker is the biggest lesson that this other world has taught her!

Little Furball quickly finished her meal and thoughtfully left her a piece of pink meat. Zhang Xiaojuan gently refused, she couldn't accept eating raw meat, if there was a fire to cook it, she would be willing to accept it.

Zhang Xiaojuan ate a few wild fruits picked on the road and continued on the road.

In order to avoid some high-level magical beasts, the little furball took Zhang Xiaojuan to make a detour in the forest, and when he encountered a low-level magical beast, the little furball would brutally kill the other party and dig out the magic crystal for her, and when he encountered the glowing herbs, he would also wait for her to collect them.

After many times, Zhang Xiaojuan found that whenever Xiao Maoqiu avoided those high-level demonic beasts, some resentment flashed in her eyes, which gave Zhang Xiaojuan the illusion that he had become an oil bottle.

"Hey, don't be too strong!" she was also hurt, but she was too weak.

Woo woo, the little furball shook its hair vigorously, just hiding in a bush of grass, and there were some small green sticky balls stuck to its buttocks.

"Come here, I'll help you. Zhang Xiaojuan was glad that her hair was not sticky, otherwise she would have died of sorrow.

The little furball lay obediently in her arms, enjoying her gently helping it pick up the little sticky ball, the beast's pupils were half-squinted, and the tail flicked slightly.

Zhang Xiaojuan's afterglow swept to its pair of pointed ears vigilantly erected, turning flexibly whenever the wind blows.

The little sticky ball was picked up, and Zhang Xiaojuan held it and weighed it, "Fatten!" Recently, the big meat rat has not eaten less.

The little furball whined, jumped to the ground and continued to lead the way.

"Something is wrong, why is this road so quiet?" Zhang Xiaojuan stopped in confusion.

The little furball still leads the way forward regardless of it, and now only the beast has the right to speak for one person and one beast, Zhang Xiaojuan is still unswervingly following the little furball. The sea sails by the helmsman, and the confident appearance of the little helmsman in front of her makes her feel very relieved, but in this otherworldly forest, humans are not as good as beasts and still feel helpless.

It wasn't until there was a faint sound of fighting in front of him that Little Furball slowed down. With the ear of the little furball, it must have heard the movement a long time ago, and it should be sure that there is no danger when it still brings her over.

The little furball jumped into a bush of dense grass half a man high, and soon, two four-legged red snakes crawled out, a group of multi-legged monsters fled, and finally a large snail slowly came out, and the snail with sharp horns and sharp teeth crawled out and unhappily bit off a finger-thick grass stem, and spit out a fishy slime.

This is a very temperamental snail from another world! The little furball's unhappy paw beckoned, and the snail immediately retracted into its shell, and the snail's shell was lifted far away by the small furball.

After clearing the field, the little furball poked its head out and called her softly.

It's safe in the grass, Zhang Xiaojuan's heart is warm, even if the little hairball deliberately drills into the grass with small sticky balls, she will happily help it pick the little sticky balls.