Seeing Mo Xiu's serious expression, Xiao Hong also became serious.
"Let's split up and search. If we find Little Fushun, we'll call him.""
Xiao Hong nodded and the two of them split up.
The two of them searched until late at night, but they still did not find any trace of Little Fu Shun.
After searching the entire forest, Xiao Hong slowly became anxious. If Little Fushun ran out and was discovered, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Moxiu's expression was solemn as he flew high into the sky to investigate. In the end, he discovered some clues at the edge of the forest.
Little Fushun's fur was silver-gray, reflecting the moonlight. Moxiu immediately caught the fleeting light and sped away.
Moxiu slowly approached the place he had just been at and stopped in his tracks.
He could already see Little Fushun crawling on the edge of the forest, looking at the outside world.
Mo Xiu slowly walked over and sat beside Little Fu Shun.
