Shi Dukuan closed his eyes. After a long while, he opened them again. In the end, the ground was still empty. There was not a single black stone.
Right now, he only had two thoughts in his mind. One was, why did those black puppets turn into stone faces?
The other was, if his grandfather and clansmen knew about this, would they skin him alive?
Although he was almost killed by the black puppets, these black puppets were treasures left behind by his ancestors. How could he explain it to them when they had turned into stone faces?
He took a while to recover before he staggered back to the cave.
Yun chujiu was munching on a fruit. He did not know what kind of fruit it was, but a strange fragrance assailed his nostrils.
Shi dukuan sniffed and swallowed his saliva. Then, he despised himself in his heart. At this point in time, how could he still be greedy? ! He was really useless!
He walked around Yun Chujiu and arrived in front of the few mounds of soil.
