The sky turned dark very quickly.
Chu Xiaoye brought Catherine and Alisa and looked in the direction where Little Curly Tail and the others had left.
The scent of Little Curly Tail and the others still lingered in the bushes. Chu Xiaoye followed them all the way out of the bushes and came to the boundless grassland.
The lush grass swayed in the cool night wind.
The silver moon was like a plate in the night sky, shining with starlight.
In the distant darkness, a few pairs of green eyes were looking at them.
However, when they approached, they walked far away.
Chu Xiaoye followed the scent left behind by Little Curly Tail and headed north. When he passed by a swamp, he suddenly smelled blood. At the same time, a few dark eyes popped out from the dense grass.
Chu Xiaoye did not hesitate and immediately passed through the grass and walked over.