Yang Ji squatted down, shook his head and said:
"Actually, you don't need to be afraid at all. The era in your memory has long passed. Many people may not recognize you when they see you. Moreover, with your ability, the entire mountain forest is your hunting ground, even if you are
When people discover it, they don't need to drill that deep into the ground. They just need to drill into the ground a little deeper.
The armadillo cub raised its head with doubt in its eyes.
"It's okay. Don't worry."
Yang Ji patted its head and comforted it again. With the ability of the "Ancient Armadillo", there is actually nothing to be afraid of. Its ability to dig holes cannot even be matched by a warrior driving an "Earth Boat".
Moreover, it has a bloodline inheritance and unique talents. Even if it is hundreds of miles deep underground, it can breathe normally. Based on its ability, there are really not many "warriors" who can catch it.
It's just that it obviously doesn't know it.
Finally, the armadillo cub seemed to understand this time, wagging its tail, and crawled out of the ground boat.
"It's almost time to practice today. It's time to go back."
Yang Ji thought of "The Book of Great Confucianism", which was just a little short of filling up the "Small Holy Words".
Just after walking a few steps, a rustling sound suddenly came from behind. Yang Ji looked back and saw a white "armadillo cub" following closely behind.
Yang Ji walked a few more steps, and the white armadillo cub followed a few more steps, as if he regarded him as his master and followed him wherever he went. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better updated.
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