Chapter Thirty-Two

  Zuǒ xiǎo lóng tíng xià lái. Píng zhù hū xī, kàn zhe sì zhōu, dōu shì yī yàng de jǐng zhì. Lián zì yóu nǚ shén cán xiàng dōu zài kàn bú jiàn. Bú shì yīn wèi cǎo zhē zhù le nǚ shén, ér shì cǎo zhē

  As he lowered his gaze, the last thing he saw was that he was facing the goddess's face. In his panic, he discovered that the features of this free goddess had not been carved yet. Her face was just a sphere, but this sphere seemed to have an expression. He clearly felt that the goddess of freedom was smiling at him, and it was a sneer. "Damn it," Left Xiao Long cursed, "even an egg can laugh at me." At this time, the grass around had already grown to more than two people high. Left Xiao Long felt a little desperate, he waited for his breathing to calm down, looking at the approaching night, the sun had already fallen

  Below the horizon, all that's left is the scattered light in the world. It can only slowly fade away in the continuous collision, waiting for the pitch blackness after a few seconds. Bruce Lee stroked the head of Dragon Cat, hugged the muddy soil, and gave a long kiss. When they opened their eyes again,

  The sky is completely dark. Except for the colors in the sky. All around is pitch black. The mud has already

  Only the outline was left. I don't know what kind of expression she had on her face. On the contrary, that dragon cat's eyes were shining brightly.

  Mud asked: We...

  Bruce Lee said: Wait a few minutes. Our eyes will be able to see more clearly then.

  Ni Ba leaned against Xiao Long's body.

  Waiting for the eyes of his heart's desire to see through the night. Suddenly, the surroundings really brightened up, and the faint light illuminated the surroundings for a moment.

  Mud asked: Is there a lamp? Someone has brought us lamps.

  Bruce Lee said: "Do you hear footsteps?"

  Mud said: There is no footstep sound.

  That was brought by the lamp itself.

  As soon as he finished speaking, Niuba himself let out a startled shiver. Zhou Xiaolong was also startled by Niuba, and this cuteness was quite out of place. Zhou Xiaolong shouted loudly: Who!

  There was no one around to answer. But this light was getting closer and closer. And it was intermittent, with no sound of wind blowing through the grass.

  Left Xiao Long took a step back from the mud, pulling his belt off.

  Ni Ba suddenly had a look of resignation on his face, put Longma down on the ground and started unbuttoning his shirt.

  Zuǒ Xiǎo Lóng hastily stepped forward and tied up the unbuttoned button, saying in a low voice: "Mud, you misunderstood me. It's not time for the final showdown yet. I might have to fight this... this... thing. You stay far away and watch. If I'm no match for it, you run and throw down that dragon cat of yours."

  Mud said: I won't run.

  Xiaolong said: Don't be silly, look at this light getting brighter and brighter, I can already see the fear on your face.

  Mud said: I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, what do you want to say to me?

  Zuo Xiaolong didn't respond. He looked up and gazed out. The copper head of his belt was facing outward. In the dim light, Niuba saw Zuo Xiaolong's muscles gleaming, and she said: I will help you.

  A white disc floated gently above their heads. Bruce Lee and Muba looked up at the light. Bruce Lee took a step to the side, suddenly a shrill cry came, Bruce Lee quickly grasped the belt and asked Muba: What's that sound?

  Ni Ba said with a sobbing tone, squatting down: You stepped on our cat's foot.

  Zuǒ Xiǎo Lóng hurried back to his original position and said: "Unintentionally, mud. What is this thing?" The light swirled around a few more times, went out for a second, and then slowly lit up again. Niú Bā praised: "What a big firefly!"

  Xiao Long widened his thinking, tiptoed and looked carefully, and it was indeed a firefly. He casually plucked the firefly off. Unable to distinguish where its butt was from its head, but in

  It doesn't matter at this moment. Where there's milk, there's a mother. Where it shines, it's strong. Bruce Lee is holding fireflies and says to the mud, "Mud, my judgment is correct. Tonight, we may not be able to get out, even though we have lights now."