Princess Against the World

At the place where Fatty Feng was hiding, the grass was messy, which seemed to be traces left after a fight.

"Fatty?!" Ling Luoyu was startled.

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

Of course, unless Fatty Feng didn't even have time to withdraw the marbles, he was KO'd by others! !

There is another kind, that is, Fatty Feng voluntarily left with others after being beaten by others.

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

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

In desperation, Ling Luoyu remembered the fur ball, and quickly released it to look for Feng Chenglin's whereabouts.

Regrettably, after searching for a while, Fuqiu yelled twice into the air, looking quite helpless.

Its ability is limited to tracking on the ground, if it is upgraded to the air, it will be helpless.

Ling Luoyu had no choice but to give up.

She was afraid that Dingdong would spread the news of her injury, if Mo Xuanchen found out, he would definitely go crazy.

And the way to keep him from worrying is to let him know that she is still alive, safe and sound.

Ling Luoyu couldn't help but feel pain.

The people from the Yao clan sharpened their heads to catch her, but Mo Xuanchen desperately protected her.

If she spread the wind openly and aboveboard, Mo Xuanchen would know, and so would the demon clan if she couldn't keep it together!

At that point, all previous efforts have been for naught.

When he was thinking about what to do, Maoqiu suddenly "roared" and raised his head to look at a big tree in the distance.

Ling Luoyu's intuition was wrong, and Fang was going to look, but a piece of bark fell off with a "pop".

"What's this?!"

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

The fur ball slid to chase it out, but Ling Luoyu looked at the big tree that had lost its bark.

The trunk of the tree is intact and there is nothing wrong with it.

"chameleon?!"

Ling Luoyu instantly realized what that piece of "bark" was.

That should be a chameleon with almost the same function as a chameleon.

There are records in the ancient books of the ancestors that there are many kinds of color-changing beasts, and the sizes and types are different. The big ones are the size of zebras, and the small ones are as big as a palm.

These chameleons can have many changes according to their own species.

Some can change color, some can change shape, and some can imitate smell.

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

Talent dictates, but it is difficult to survive.

These chameleons have one thing in common without exception, the skin is delicate and must not have any damage or scars.

Once there are damages and scars, that place can no longer change color, so that it becomes a "defective product".

And defective products usually have only one fate—to be destroyed by natural enemies.

Over time, the species of these color-changing beasts gradually became extinct, and only a few kinds of color-changing beasts were raised by people and trained as pet animals.

"Is someone watching me secretly??"

Fuqiu came back with a dejected expression, drooping his head.

Looking at the meaning, he lost the color-changing beast.

"Furball, it's not your fault!!"

She gently patted its head, soothingly.

The chameleon can quickly change into the same grass, branches, and even the same smell as the surrounding ones.

The fur ball suddenly fell, and it was reasonable to lose it after chasing it.

only--

"Who could it be?!"

Who is spying on her? !

Is this person an enemy or a friend? !