In the place where Fatty Feng was hiding, the grass was messy, as if it was a trace left after a fight.

"Fatty?!" Ling Luoyu was frightened.

If the fat man is in danger, there should be signs of marble explosions around him.

Of course, unless Fatty Feng didn't even have time to withdraw his marbles, he was kosted by someone!!

Another type is that after being cut off by someone, Fatty Feng voluntarily walked with him.

So here there are only signs of fighting, and there are no signs of gunpowder explosion.

She followed the traces she left behind, but lost all traces at the foot of the mountain.

In desperation, Ling Luoyu remembered the Maoqiu and quickly released it to find Feng Chenglin's whereabouts.

Unfortunately, after searching for Maoqiu, he yelled twice at the air, looking quite helpless.

Its ability is limited to tracking on the ground, and if it upgrades to the air, there is nothing to do.

Ling Luoyu couldn't, so he had to give up.

She was afraid that Ding Dong would spread the news of her injury, and if Mo Xuanchen knew about it, she would be crazy.

And the way to avoid worrying him is to let him know that she is still alive and alive.

Ling Luoyu couldn't help but feel ache.

The people from the demon clan shrunk their heads to catch her, and Mo Xuanchen protected her desperately.

If she spread the wind openly and honestly, Mo Xuanchen knew it, and if she could not guarantee that the demon clan would know it!

By then, all previous efforts will be wasted.

Just as I was thinking about what to find, Maoqiu suddenly roared and raised his head to look at a big tree in the distance.

Ling Luoyu felt something was wrong, so he wanted to go and see it, but a piece of bark fell down with a "pop".

"What's this?!"

A piece of bark will naturally not fall off for no reason.

Maoqiu slid out, but Ling Luoyu looked at the big tree with its bark.

The tree body is intact and there is nothing wrong with it.

"chameleon?!"

Ling Luoyu instantly realized what the "bark" was.

That should be a color-shaking beast with similar functions as a chameleon.

There are records in the classics of the ancestor that there are many types of color-changing beasts, with different sizes. The largest ones are the size of zebras, and the smaller ones are the size of a palm.

These color-changing beasts can have many variations depending on their own species.

Some can change colors, some can change shapes, and some can imitate odors.

However, the ancestors have recorded that these animals are very rare.

It is due to talent, but it is difficult to survive.

These color-changing beasts have one thing in common without exception: their skin is delicate and they cannot have any damage or scars.

Once there are damage and scars, the place cannot be discolored anymore, and it becomes a "refractory product".

The fate of the defective product is usually only one - destroyed by natural enemies.

Over time, these color-changing beasts gradually became extinct, and only a few color-changing beasts were raised by people and trained to become pet animals.

"Is someone observing me in secret?"

Maoqiu walked back with a sad look, drooping his head.

It seems to be like losing the color-changing beast.

"Fur Qiu, it's not your fault!!"

She gently scrupulously patted her head.

The color-changing beast can quickly change into the same grass, branches, and even smell as the surrounding ones.

The hairball suddenly fell down and it was reasonable to chase it.

only--

"Who would it be?!"

Who is the one who secretly monitors her?!

Is this person an enemy or a friend?!
Chapter completed!