Fu Xin felt that this system was specially designed to restrain himself, and what to say was not good.

Is she really a sick cat?

Fu Xin snorted secretly, raised his legs and walked out of the elegant cat step, and the first step was rattling, and he almost knelt down on one knee.

Damn, she's really a sick cat this time.

It's obviously not a wise idea to stay in place, what else can Fu Xin do, it's not just that he can just obediently wander around and try his luck.

It seems to be a prairie here, and every place Fu Xin walks is covered with grass.

For the first time, she looked at her surroundings from the perspective of a kitten, and she only felt that it was very strange, the sky seemed to be much wider, and the original boundless prairie was only green in her eyes.

Finally, Fu Xin's sharp eyes saw a pinch of white in the distance, and she was already so dizzy that she actually popped up with an idea: Could it be snow falling from the sky to cover her little white cat?

With her snow-white body, she burrowed into the snow-white meadow, maybe she could really fish in troubled waters and hide, as for food, as long as she didn't leave her snow-white protection range at will, there would always be a way to find food.

In this way, Fu Xin ran to the snow-white holy land with the idea of running for a life-saving straw, and then planted his head in it as if he was relieved!

Well, it's really comfortable.

She even tossed around here twice, and found that this place was really different from the meadow outside, the grass was full of cats and difficult to walk, but the snowflake-like place she was staying in was as soft as a marshmallow.

Fu Xin has already designated this place as her den, and small animals can wander around, but she doesn't want to.

After enough rubbing, Fu Xin finally raised his noble cat's head.

Then, suddenly, she noticed a pair of amber pupils facing her.

And the soft place like a snowflake where she was lying was like a volcanic eruption, rising in vain, shaking her to the ground, and her already disabled calf would be completely unable to stand up.

Fu Xin was furious: "Meow! ”

What the hell dares to pop out and be scary!

Forgive her for being short-sighted and not seeing what is in front of her from that God's perspective, otherwise she wouldn't dare to speak so disrespectfully.

Finally, the tall beast in front of him let out a low roar, and even the grass trembled, Fu Xin could be regarded as knowing that he had just made trouble in the Heavenly Palace on the back of the white tiger.

"Meow ......"

This time, her voice was much weaker, probably cowardly.

Well, cowardly.

Fu Xin has an unknown fear of beasts, because she has never been in contact with this kind of beasts when she is a human being, even if a person stands in front of her with a gun, it is not as scary as the beast roaring in front of her, the gun is a one-hit kill, and if it is eaten by the beast, there is not even any bone residue left.

She quietly turned around and found that the white tiger did not move, still lying on the ground lazily and comfortably, but the eyes that should have been closed were flowing with a deep luster, staring at her without laziness, staring at her, making her panic for no reason.

Forget it, bet that this terrible white tiger won't kill her.

Fu Xin didn't hold any grease, turned his head and prepared to slide away like oil on the soles of his feet, not remembering that the object of his mission was the White Tiger.

However, just before she slipped away, the real crisis came, and the big leopard stood ten meters away from her, its limbs moving lazily on the ground, its sharp eyes staring at her, just waiting for her to obediently come over, or leave the white tiger's side, it would not hesitate to pounce on her and bite her! I want to talk with more like-minded people about "Fast Wear Strategy: Loyal Dog Male God Contract Order", pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~