"Mo Yan~~Mo Yan~~" An anxious shout came from a distance.
Ignore him and continue to retract his head to be his turtle. Don't you want me to inherit Xuanwu? It's exactly what you want.
Angrily, he broke off the innocent dead branches in the hole and lit a fire to keep warm. It's late autumn, and the air is a bit chilly after all! Fortunately, he was prepared in advance. He spread dry soft straw and carefully put clean sheets on it. After one night, he would be free~!