Mu Xiaoxiao stood up, bent down and selected a few large firewoods among the firewood.

"Meng Han, you should have a fire excerpt, right?" This ancient person who walked the rivers and lakes should have a fire fold, right?

Meng Han didn't know why Sister Mu wanted a fire fold, but she still took out a fire fold from her sleeve and handed it to Mu Xiaoxiao.

"Sister Mu, what do you want to do with the fire fold?"

"You'll find out later."

Mu Xiaoxiao moved quickly, made a clearing without leaves on the ground, and began to make a fire.

There was a source of fire, and soon a fire was made.

Yun Yan, Meng Han, and Saint Mo Yu didn't know what Mu Xiaoxiao was doing, and they all watched from the sidelines.

"Let's wait and find them, we may encounter large prey, we may not be able to win, I think they should be afraid of fire?"

This is also Mu Xiaoxiao's speculation, and she is not very clear.

Although she grew up at the foot of the mountain, she hunted either with traps or tools to catch prey.

Mu Xiaoxiao took a torch and handed it to each of them.

"Then we should be able to go."

"Is that okay?" Meng Han looked at the torch in his hand, can this work? She was genuinely skeptical.

"Let's go." We'll find out later.

She also wants to meet those big prey, but at the same time she doesn't want to, she doesn't know what will happen when she encounters them.

And so the four of them set off.

"Senior sister, shall we go to them like this?" The more Yun Yan walked, the more scared she felt.

"yes, we don't have to be too scared."

"Senior sister." Yun Yan's panicked eyes scanned the surroundings, stepping on the leaves, very lightly, but there was still a creaking sound.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, and I'm like you, I'm starting to be scared." Mu Xiaoxiao was originally a bold girl, but now a worried voice in her ears reminds her all the time.

Yun Yan didn't dare to say anything when Mu Xiaoxiao said this, and looked around with a pair of big eyes.

"There are voices." The voice of the holy ink rain sounded without being salty or light.

Yun Yan grabbed Mu Xiaoxiao's sleeve tightly with one hand.

The sound was getting closer and closer, and Mu Xiaoxiao's whole body tensed.

The hand holding the torch held the torch tightly, and a pair of smart eyes flashed panic.

She knew, near, near.

She finally saw what it was.

How do you describe it? The head of a wild boar, the body of a tiger, the knees of a rhinoceros, what the hell is this? She didn't know.

Meng Han and Saint Moyu held a torch in one hand and a sword in the other.

As long as the monster came over, they would give them a deadly sword.

Mu Xiaoxiao stared at the monster, and said to Yun Yan without blinking, "Little junior sister, you hurry up and climb the tree, climb the tree." ”

Mu Xiaoxiao felt as if the monster knew what they were going to do, so he pounced and came over, Mu Xiaoxiao's movements were faster, pulling Yun Yan, and letting a big tree climb away.

"You're just in the tree." Glancing back at Meng Han and Saint Mo Yu, they had already attacked that monster

I don't know if they can do it, looking at the appearance of the monster, the sword can't be inserted, and they are not afraid of fire.

What kind of monster is this?

Mu Xiaoxiao told again, "You can't come down." ”

Yun Yan nodded hurriedly, "Senior sister, you have to be careful with yourself." ”

Seeing the fight below, Yun Yan's heart was pinched.

Mu Xiaoxiao looked at the monster with a serious face.

Not afraid of fire?

Are you really not afraid of fire? She'd better give it a try.

Meng Han and Sheng Moyu's kung fu is good, but when they encounter this monster, they seem to be defeated.

Where did Mu Xiaoxiao stand, thinking about how to get out of this danger, this time this monster, but the so-called sword is invulnerable, the skin must be very thick, where is its weakness?

"Holy girl, try to prick its eyes." Mu Xiaoxiao was also panicked, biting her lower lip and thinking.

Xiaozi is preparing for five watches today, of course, you can also add more, but it also depends on the enthusiasm of your relatives?

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