It was quickly dark, and Zhang Xiaojuan chose a flat terrain and a small place of sand and gravel as a resting place.

The strange thing is that at the end of the day, she didn't feel hungry at all, let alone tired, Zhang Xiaojuan guessed that it was because of eating that strange red fruit, although her age and size have become smaller, but her physical strength has become much stronger.

The little hairball squatted on top of his head like an uncle, and he didn't move for a day, and at this time, he saw Zhang Xiaojuan resting on the spot, whining and whining a few times.

"Uncle Maoqiu, I know that your old man is not tired, but you should also be considerate and considerate of me!" Zhang Xiaojuan coaxed with a smile, "I'm very tired after a day of walking." Then he discussed: "You see that it is getting dark, and it will be very cold at night, why don't you come to my arms, and I will sleep with you in my arms?"

The little furball was not happy, and stepped on a handful of curly hair under his belly.

Zhang Xiaojuan rolled his eyes and looked up, saw the opportunity, and quickly attacked and grabbed it.

The little furball moved faster than her, clutching a strand of hair without letting go.

"Ahh

Flipping over its claws, a few black curls were wrapped around it, which was particularly noticeable.

"What does the second article of the third chapter of the covenant say?" Zhang Xiaojuan reprimanded it angrily.

"If you don't obey, will you? Then I'll give you a taste of what it means to give back to the other. As he spoke, he grabbed the strand of curly hair on its forehead and pulled it vigorously, "Does it hurt?"

The little furball hugged Zhang Xiaojuan's hand and opened his mouth to bite her, but the moment the cold fangs touched her fingers, he lightened his strength, and his gray pupils were erected into a line to make a very fierce look.

It's not scary at all.

At least Zhang Xiaojuan thinks so, she is angry and laughing, hugging it is a rubbing, especially not letting go of its little ears, who makes its ears pinky, thin, and obedient with a layer of fine white fluff, she can see that the little furball is particularly protective of its ears, deliberately huffing towards its ears and eyes.

Little Furball's back stiffened, and he suddenly exerted a huge force as he bowed his body, easily breaking free, squatting five steps away to confront her.

"Come here!" the tone is threatening.

The little furball flicked its tail slightly.

"Come on!" she said softly.

The little furball was still flicking its tail.

Zhang Xiaojuan decided to ignore it, sat down and hugged his knees to get ready to rest.

Little Furball still refused to come, crouching five steps away to confront her. The night grew thicker and thicker, and the little furball gradually turned into a blurry white shadow, as if it would be swallowed up by the pitch-black night in an instant.

Thinking of the dead and silent days a few days ago, Zhang Xiaojuan was suddenly very afraid that the little furball would leave her, even if it was just a small little animal that couldn't speak, but it was very smart, she was a little reluctant to give it up, and this reluctant emotion gradually became stronger, and her heart became more and more sour.

"Okay, come here, I'll keep you on your head. Her tone was very soft, with a bit of pampering.

"I promise, as long as you don't pull my hair, I won't rub your ears or pull your hair. ”

In the blink of an eye, her head sank, and the little furball returned to the top of her head, and the whining sound sounded again, and the thick curls were once again swept under her belly, stepped on it, and then squatted down, and then curled up her fluffy tail to cover her small body.

Zhang Xiaojuan's empty heart was immediately steady, and she curled up and tried her best to shrink into a ball to maintain her body temperature.

In the middle of the night, she was shivering from the cold, and there was a soft and warm plush thing squeezed into her chest, Zhang Xiaojuan hugged her, and she slept at ease all night.

After dawn, she continued to walk forward, and Zhang Xiaojuan had not felt hungry for the past two days, which made her feel very lucky.

Until there was a cliff in front of him, not far from the bottom of the cliff was a huge deep pit, the bottom of the pit exposed black rocks, as if it had been hit by something, or there had been a violent explosion, the strength of the damage radiated from the bottom of the pit to the surroundings, and all the sand and gravel of different sizes turned into powder, and even the cliff where Zhang Xiaojuan stood was covered with fine yellow dust.

There was a low roar overhead, with a fierce energy, and Zhang Xiaojuan could clearly feel the sharp claws stretched out from the flesh of the small hairball, and the cold air was faint, which frightened her heart.

Zhang Xiaojuan hurriedly stretched out his hand to gently soothe it, I don't know why the little furball suddenly became so fierce, this is something she hasn't seen in two days.

"What's wrong, little furball?"

Little Furball couldn't answer her anything, but quickly put away her claws, and turned into a cute little milk cat again.

Zhang Xiaojuan kept gently stroking it until it hung down its fluffy tail and gently swept her neck. The little furball was completely relaxed, but its violent reaction reminded Zhang Xiaojuan that she was worried about the unpredictable danger here, so she didn't dare to stop more and quickly detour.

Along the way, Zhang Xiaojuan found some scattered small strips of cloth and distorted pieces of metal, she gouged out those strips of rags and metal pieces buried in the yellow sand, most of the strips of cloth were dark brown and dark red, the texture was soft and delicate, and it should be torn clothes. The deformed pieces of metal were dark black, silvery, and pale gold, and it was impossible to see what they were, hidden in the fine yellow sand.

It's a long way from the crater, could these rags and pieces of metal be blasted by a huge wave of energy? But what happened to cause such a big energy wave? And the huge crater?

No matter what the real situation is, after Zhang Xiaojuan confirmed the traces of human activity here, his hanging heart finally became steady.