The Fantastical Beasts at World’s End

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Not quite right.

Do you still need to think about this kind of forest? It's not a good place to look at it. Birds don't poop. Luo Xiaochen was in front of them, helping to kick aside the branches that hindered their walking. Bundle. Speaking of which, I really want to kneel for you, the old man. I spent nearly three hours alone in such a place where people's hairs stand on end, and his face didn't change.

Hey— Xia Zhiming suddenly paused as he walked, frowning deeply, Yeah, I just thought it was weird—this place is too wild and unsafe, so no one is there. I can understand, but why haven't I seen a bird?! Besides, it seems that I didn't even have a worm along the way!

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt Ye Zhao's hand tightening on his shoulder.

Why— Before he finished speaking, he saw a dagger in Ye Zhao's empty right hand in the blink of an eye.

Luo Xiaochen looked at the series of actions he completed in an instant, widened the dog's eyes like copper bells (...), and exclaimed: Wow! Control the knives!

... Ye Zhao let out a tsk, squinted him and said lightly, Are you going to report me?

Luo Xiaochen shook his head without hesitation, then looked at Xia Zhiming, who had the same indifferent expression as Ye Zhao, and shrugged: How can there be a control knife? I didn't see it.

... As expected of the best friends who grew up together.

Don't be in a daze, something is coming. Ye Zhao looked around with a solemn expression.

What? How did you know something was coming? Seeing Ye Zhao's expression, Xia Zhiming couldn't help frowning, hesitating for a while, then put his right hand on a protrusion on his waist.

Ye Zhao released his hand from his shoulder and pointed to his ear: I heard it. The movement is small, but there are many.

Huh? Luo Xiaochen brushed off the cold hair on his arm, What do you mean by a lot? Are quantifiers really good?! I will have bad associations! The late stage of labor-intensive phobia!

I don't know, there is more than one kind of sound. Ye Zhao's tone was still calm, so calm that Luo Xiaochen wanted to pinch him.

Then why didn't we just start running just now?

Can't run away. Ye Zhao slowly shook his head, There are in every direction.

Hearing this, Luo Xiaochen shuddered, looked at Ye Zhao's dagger, and Xia Zhiming's outline, and said tremblingly with a sad face, My whole body is the only thing that can be considered a sharp weapon, what should I do!!

Xia Zhiming's ears moved, and he was also listening carefully to the movements around him. He squeezed out two words from the root of his teeth: Cold. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a very slight rustling sound, so slight that he couldn't hold his breath. I can't hear my breathing, just like countless things crawling on the ground at the same time, from far to near, until I can clearly hear the movement.

This time, even Luo Xiaochen heard it—it really felt like the mountains and plains were rushing in from all directions.

Damn it! What! Didn't you even see a piece of bird shit just now! This is going to be a thriller! Luo Xiaochen heard the gradually louder sound,

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