The dim point of light rushed to the gate of the night village and sped towards the road. Bai Mao's figure followed in a flash, but Chen Qingqiu couldn't catch up, and he didn't catch up with an accelerator charm on his leg.

Fortunately, they stopped in the night village, and when Chen Qingqiu arrived there, he saw a little yellow dog lying on Bai Mao's lap.

The dog was dressed in yellow hair, with a handful of white hair in the middle of his ears, and his eyes were round and moist like beads of light. At this moment, he was staring at Bai Mao with a glow of water.

Bai Mao looked down with a cold face, and the immature puppy suddenly whimpered and didn't dare to move. The partial limbs still grabbed Bai Mao's legs, shaking while organizing him to move forward.

"Huh?"

Bai Mao spoke questioningly, and the wind pinched the yellow dog in the air. Its weak limbs struggled, as if it had swept to Chen Qingqiu, who had rushed over, and its black eyes actually looked at Chen Qingqiu—as if it was begging for help!

Bai Mao's hand reached over and made a gesture to choke the dog. The dog whimpered, closed his eyes tightly, and a tear dripped from the corner of his eye.

"Wait!"

"Tsk, what do you think you are? Little Demon Hunter? ”

Under Bai Mao's fiddling, he touched the dog's whole body all over his body, and then threw the yellow dog to the ground.

Bai Mao's height was estimated by Chen Qingqiu to be about 1.9 meters, and he was thrown down from more than a meter away. Chen Qingqiu was shocked, but when he saw the puppy, it seemed to jump down in the air three times and two times. The movements are flexible and smooth, which is not at all what a normal dog can do.

Chen Qingqiu's eyes widened, and before she could see clearly, the little yellow dog ran behind her with a smoke, hiding behind her trouser leg and shivering.

"It's ......"

Bai Mao snorted from his nose, raised his legs and continued to walk forward. Zi Ying glanced at the yellow dog and explained to Chen Qingqiu:

"It should be a monster."

Monsters? Will there still be such a weak monster now?

Chen Qingqiu glanced at the furry under his feet, and was about to chase after Bai Mao. The little yellow dog whimpered and chased and bit Chen Qingqiu's pants, as if not letting her go.

In a matter of moments, the glowing dot dissipated on the edge of the kennel. Bai Mao walked there, glanced at the kennel, turned to Chen Qingqiu and said:

"Ask that thing, he knows where the demon you're looking for is."

"It?"

Chen Qingqiu hesitated, and under Bai Mao's gaze, he picked up the trembling dog.

The dog also seemed to feel Bai Mao's gaze, and got into Chen Qingqiu's arms, refusing to look up.

"Let me come, kill him without saying anything!"

Zi Ying's pretty eyes also stared at the trembling dog ears, and while she spoke, her hand had turned into a vine towards the dog's neck.

"Isn't this really just an ordinary dog? It'......"

Chen Qingqiu felt the fear of the little animal in his arms, and his heart was quite indescribable. A white mao and a purple ying, to say the least, are hundreds of years old, can they really recognize the wrong demon beast?

Before she could finish her words, she saw the little yellow dog in her arms raise her head and snort, struggling to go down.

Chen Qingqiu put it on the ground, and it didn't run upside down. Instead, he timidly looked around at the two big demons around her, tugging at her trouser legs with his teeth, and wanted to go up the mountain.

"Follow it."

Bai Mao spoke, and they followed the dog to the north mountain.

The trail in the North Mountain is winding and rugged, and the dog is also smart, and he will turn back after running for a while. In a short time, they went deep into the mountains, crossed a small woods, and stopped at the mouth of a cave.

Chen Qingqiu and the puppy's dark eyes met, and the dog spit out his pink tongue and barked at her happily:

"Wang!"