Xilin was extremely anxious. The large furniture and all kinds of huge chairs gave her a magical feeling. They were too mysterious, and the game was too fun! He could also eat delicious food, his five senses were completely real, and he could have a Second Life. He didn't want to die so suddenly!
She suddenly thought of something and her eyes lit up.
She lowered her head and looked at her basket full of ingredients. She took out the bone knife that she carried with her. brothers, you all died so miserably. I can only bury you.
In a short while, the firewood was split and the fire was set.
The giant returned to the basket and saw a strange slime creature.
This mud monster prostrated on the ground like an ancient tribe native, kneeling and worshiping a God. He held the processed food and pointed at the fire, wanting to say, " Big brother, I'll help you cook!
However, he was a little confused. They didn't understand each other. How could he explain what he meant?
