The icy moonlight shone on the bare rocks, and there was not a trace of Wright on either side of the silent path. Andy looked closely at the dagger in his hand, hoping to find any useful clues from the pair of sharp weapons in the Abyssal Arsenal. "Wright!" Andy couldn't help but shout. There was an echo in the distance, but there was no answer from Wright.

"Oh no! Andy realized something more serious. He leapt on tiptoe and flew up the rocks, then towards the cave behind the camp. The sand and rocks along the way made the otherwise quiet foot of the mountain suddenly noisy, and Andy rounded the mountain beam to the camp. "Little naughty!" he shouted as he stood at the entrance of the cave.

There was silence in the cave, and Andy suddenly had a sense of foreboding. He tried to enter the cave, but it was pitch black, and the dragon head above Benedict's Staff suddenly emitted a ghostly glow. "Little naughty!" Andy continued to whisper. "What's wrong?" a super cute voice came from the other side. Andy finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the little naughty response, he ran over and put Benedict's staff aside, and then picked up the "bed" little naughty with both hands and said happily: "You're fine, Wright is gone, don't you find anything unusual here?" The little naughty shook his head and replied, "I slept soundly just now, and I didn't find anything unusual." ”

"Do you see Beatrice, then? Andy asked in a whisper, bending over. Naughty had no idea that Beatrice existed, and it couldn't figure out who the dragon girl Andy was talking about. Andy looked at the little mischievous, although the light in this cave was very dim now, but with the help of the ghostly light emitted by the staff of Benedict, the embarrassed expression of the snow beast could still be seen. Andy stood up straight and smirked, he didn't know why he caught the little mischievous and asked questions, as if the snow beast knew the inside story very well. After a moment of hesitation, Andy decided to go out and look for it again, after all, this mountain beam is not big, and if anything happens, it will at least leave some clues.

"What are you going to do?" asked Naughty a little dissatisfied. Hearing this, Andy immediately stretched out his hands, and then whispered: "I'm going to take you to Xia Zuo, this cave is very unsafe now, we must leave as soon as possible." The little mischievous knew that something must have happened when he heard Andy's words, and he stretched his waist and slowly climbed onto Andy's palm. "Where are we going? This place is so comfortable that I don't want to leave. The little naughty said reluctantly. Andy grabbed the little mischievous with his left hand, picked up the staff of Benedict with his right hand and rushed out of the hole, and in a few quick flashes he returned to Duke's campfire. "Help me take care of the little naughty, I'll come when I go. After Andy said this, he put the overwhelmed snow ** into Sremore 's hands.

Duke frowned, he knew that Andy must be in trouble, but before he could ask, Andy disappeared into the night. "Do you know what's going on?" Duke asked, turning to look at his daughter, puzzled. Srimore didn't seem to hear Duke's question, and she stared at the "hairball" in her palm with an almost obsessive look. "What's your name?" she asked, raising her eyebrows kindly. Duke reacted immediately when he saw this situation, he shook his head helplessly and muttered, "I can't count on you when it comes to the critical moment." After saying this, he kicked Xia Zuo, who was well-fed and drunk, and the small-eyed hunter had already entered the next state after the meal.

"You...... Get up quickly and go over there to see what happened to Andy!" Duke didn't show any mercy to this Bunier hunter, and his tone was very serious, and he did have the demeanor of a great general. Xia Zuo raised his tired eyes, and after a moment he said slowly, "Andy...... Storm Prophet? What can happen to him? Even if he does, I can't help much, you better let me rest a little longer, he'll come back when he's done enough. With that, Natsuzo flipped over, crawled towards a bunker, and then covered himself with the dry sand with his hands and feet.

Duke snorted, he already knew that there were some useless "waste" around him, he looked at the place where Andy disappeared and sighed, and then sat down on the ground fiercely, for this helplessness, Sremore didn't care at all, now she was completely immersed in the world of "little hairball". "Why don't you speak?" Slimmore teased the snow beast with a roasted lizard's hind legs, thinking that the furball Andy had given her was a pet.

The little mischievous looked at the "" in front of him, and it knew that it would definitely be in trouble after becoming a dwarf. Forgotten by Andy in the Canyon of Fire, it travels long distances to find its owner, but is attacked by a magic. It was obviously tired, enjoying the warm "nest" in the cave, and when everything was moving towards a beautiful goal, it was thrown into the hands of this woman for no reason, and now it is angry, and the consequences are serious.

Srimore didn't notice the change in the mood of the "pet" in her hand, and she naively thought that the little furball must be a rare breed in the Horn Desert. "What are you going to do? You're so cute. Srimore smiled as she pressed her pink face to the little mischievous fluff, and she wiggled her head and rubbed her sideburns with her sideburns, trying to make her little pet feel her affection.

"What's going on?" Sreymor suddenly smelled a pungent smell, and she slowly raised her head, then straightened her hands. The originally dry palms suddenly felt slippery and greasy. "Oh my God, you're in my hands......" Srimore screamed angrily as he looked at the steaming feces in his palms. Duke didn't have the heart to deal with this unknown daughter, he was still guarding the nearby demon hunters, and now the situation is very uncertain, Andy will never return, if Tyron suddenly attacks at this time, I am afraid that the whole army will be wiped out.

Srimore gasped for air, her face flushed with anger, but none of the people around her cast a sympathetic glance at her, much to the annoyance of the General's daughter. "You little thing, dare to in my hands, today I'm going to let you take a good look at what the wizard's anger is. As soon as the words fell, Slimmore grabbed the little mischievous paw and threw it hard, Duke was still worried, not caring about his daughter and the pet, but the demon hunters around him clearly watched Duke's daughter fly out like a scarecrow.

Ralph came over with a smile, and he stroked the little mischievous head with its thick paws and said, "You can't do this to Andy's wife." The little naughty looked up at Ralph and shouted angrily, "Who let her bully me!"