Heavy fog engulfed the mountains and forests, and insects chirped one after another in the forests.
The floors on stilts are stacked on top of each other in the dense forest on the cliff. The wind blows past the silver ornaments hanging under the eaves, and a string of fine bells disperses leisurely.
I stumbled out of this Miao territory, with warm blood dripping from the wound on my back. Footsteps slowly approached from behind. At the end of the white mist, he stood there with bamboo root on his back, his dark eyes locked deeply on my figure.
The second before he fainted, he smelled familiar pheromones.
"Where are you running?" His voice was very low, "Do you think you can escape from here?"
"Obey and come to me."
Purpose: I don't like to draw away XP