"Momiji... Is that your name?" muttered the white wolf softly, but this time there was no voice to answer him.

Looking at the surrounding scenery, the white wolf still didn't come to his senses, if it weren't for the hot pain on the tip of his tongue, he almost thought that he was in a dream, the girl named Momiji appeared so suddenly, and left abruptly, making the white wolf a little overwhelmed for a while.

"I hope to see her again one day, and I feel like she has something to say to me, and I have a lot of questions for her. The white wolf recalled the conversation with Momiji, and at that time, Momiji inadvertently mentioned the word "divine blood", which made the white wolf quite concerned.

"Divine blood, what kind of blood is it, and what will happen if I drink it?" "The white wolf only knew that there was probably a so-called god of the five elements in this other world, and this was still the news he got from the goblin, and he didn't know if the divine blood that Momiji said had anything to do with the god of the five elements, when the white wolf asked about the origin of the divine blood, Momiji did not answer, it seems that there is a big secret in it.

"A god from another world? I don't know what type it is, is it the beautiful goddess sister?or the white-bearded grandfather?or the tentacle monster of the Cthulhu system?" The white wolf's mind was filled with disrespectful thoughts for a while, wantonly imagining the form of the gods of this world.

Looking in the direction where the leaves had been lying before the leaves disappeared, the white wolf could clearly see the misty woods, and in the distance, he could see a hillside that was neither too high nor too low, and the slope was covered with coniferous forests.

"It turns out that she didn't disarm the circle, but teleported me directly to the area defended by the circle. The white wolf could confirm this, he came down from that hillside, because he clearly remembered that the round dragon egg was out of his control, rolled down the hillside, and hit more than a dozen trees in a row before stopping, and the white wolf thought that the egg was bound to break, but he didn't expect to go down the mountain to check, and found that it was still intact.

The dragon egg was very heavy, crushing a lot of flowers and plants, and the white wolf looked closely, and found that he could see the traces left by the dragon egg when it rolled down the mountain, which once again confirmed his idea.

The white wolf slowly approached the white mist, he could still sense the magic in operation, but he still couldn't figure out what kind of rune array generated this magic, after seeing the fox girl's ability to disperse the fog and move mountains, the pride and complacency of the rune knowledge in the white wolf's heart suddenly dissipated, and he asked himself, he couldn't be sure if he could make such a powerful magic circle one day.

"Elemental Rune Research.... It's a long way." The white wolf sighed, he hoped that he would be able to use such a strong magic one day.

Clinging to the mist, the white wolf seemed to feel a suction force pulling him towards the mist, and he could even see the edge of the fog sticking out of its pointed tentacles, like a living creature, waving gently, reaching towards the white wolf.

"I can't go any further, God knows if I'll be able to come back this time. The white wolf slapped away the tentacles of the mist approaching him with one paw, since he finally came in, then make good use of this opportunity to get the dragon egg back, and no matter how bad it is, he must explore what kind of race the fox clan is.

If she is trapped in the fog again, the white wolf doesn't know if the red leaves will appear again, and seeing her trapped like that, there is a chance that she will not wake up in a short time.

The white wolf turned around and ran in the direction away from the fog, he didn't want to let go of this opportunity to explore another world in vain, and he didn't want to waste Momiji's kindness in vain.

There was still a forest in front, and unlike the woods in the back, there was no fog in the woods here, and there were not many leaves on the ground, so the white wolf was quite quiet when it advanced, and there was almost no sound coming from the double cushion of the meat pads on its paws and the dirt.

"What a beautiful view..."Out of the woods, the white wolf stood on a high hillside, looking into the distance.

Without the obstruction of the fog, the sky was clear, only a few thin clouds hung on it, the time was close to evening, the setting sun reflected the sky and the earth into a warm orange-red, the soft wind blew up the ground, gently lifted the grass lying on the ground, and at the same time stirred up the soft hair on the white wolf's body.

In the distance, there are patches of farmland with many crops, and the farmland is connected by straight gravel paths, forming a not very perfect circle, and in the center of the circle is a group of houses of different heights.

The shape and style of the houses are unseen by the white wolf, each house is at least two stories high, and the façade is orange and red, probably made of some kind of orange or red masonry, or some orange-red paint after being built.

The upper and lower floors of the house are separated by a structure similar to cornices, which looks a little oriental and has a somewhat Chinese feel, but you can also see the differences, the sharp corners of these cornices are somewhat curved triangles, which look a little like the ears of a fox, and even the tiles that make up these cornices are yellow curved triangles.

The shape of the house looks quite chaotic, there is no established format, there are quadrilateral, pentagonal, and half-round and half-stepped shapes, that is, there is no square quadrilateral.

The white wolf couldn't help but compare the houses he saw when he lived in the original world, compared to the houses here, his world houses were too rigid.

But then he was worried about the earthquake-resistant ability of the houses in front of him, so agile and unruly, that even some of the walls were distorted, wasn't he afraid that one day an earthquake would knock the walls down...

What intrigued him even more was the high point of these houses, each of which was connected by wooden bridges, some of which ran out of the second floor of the house to the third floor of another house, and some of which directly connected the top of one house to the top of three nearby houses.

The intricate wooden bridges look like a three-dimensional labyrinth that connects the structurally wild houses that look like strange-looking monsters.

Torches hung on the wooden bridge and the outer walls of the houses, and the sporadic fires combined with the twilight of the sun to reflect the whole house in golden yellow.

At the top of the big house in the center of the village was a large round chimney, from which a little smoke slowly rose into the sky and gradually disappeared.

Faintly, the white wolf heard singing and laughter coming from the village, and the sound of chairs moving and colliding with utensils.