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Under Jian Jinge's death gaze, Jian Xiaobai made a 180-degree turn in mid-air and quickly caught up with her.

Yueshi jumped out from the smoke and dust of the explosion, stood on the top of a tree, and looked in the direction where Jian Jinge and the others disappeared.

"What kind of martial arts is that? Why is she so fast?"

"If you don't keep talking nonsense here, you won't be able to escape!" Yue Ji tapped the toe of her left foot lightly on a leaf, steadied her body, glanced at the three people who seemed to be playing games, and rolled her eyes.

"It would be so boring to catch such a fun toy right away," Yueshi said. "We have to give them some hope. That way, the toy will try harder to escape, and that's when it becomes more fun to catch it."

"Be careful not to get into trouble like last time." Yue Ji said coldly.

Yueshi's expression froze, and he touched his nose awkwardly. "That was an accident. Who could have thought that guy would escape so easily?"

"Besides, not everyone has the ability to conceal their aura. She's obviously a wild spirit master, otherwise she wouldn't have let us track her down."

Yue Ji snorted coldly, without making any comment.

"Enough, if you keep arguing, the person will really run away!" Yue Yu said.

As he said that, he was the first one to catch up and no longer pay attention to the two people who were arguing.

Seeing this, the other three followed closely.

Seeing that no one caught up with him, Jian Jinge did not feel relieved at all as if he had escaped. Instead, he felt even more solemn.

Because, she remembered, one characteristic of humanoids is their extraordinary sense of smell.

This time, the tracking is most likely due to the same reason.

I escaped once, but I can’t escape the second or third time…

And this time the enemy must have let them escape on purpose!

Otherwise, we still haven’t caught up for so long.

Jian Jinge stopped, raised his arm and sniffed.

A smell of laundry detergent.

So, how do they figure out who is who?

Quite curious.

She remembered that Jian Xiaobai also had a dog nose. Jian Jinge lowered her arms, looked at him and asked, "Xiaobai, what do you think the smell is on me? Is there any way to cover up the smell on me?"

Her voice was a little low when she said the last sentence. She said she was asking Jian Xiaobai, but it sounded more like she was talking to herself!

Jian Xiaobai looked at her and blinked, a hint of doubt and disgust flashing in his silver-white eyes.

What’s puzzling is, didn’t she suddenly disappear last time?

What I dislike is that concealing one's breath, isn't that something that can be done by just breathing?

Roast chicken, how stupid!

He set his sights on the Thunder Fox on her shoulder.

Lei Ba Fox looked at him through the gap in his fox tail, and there was stupidity in his clear fox eyes.

No, what are the two-legged creatures looking at it for?

It conceals the smell quite well.

Lei Ba Fox felt a little unconfident when being stared at, so he lowered his head, raised his paw and sniffed.

The claws still had the smell of roast chicken.

Awww, it smells so good. I want to eat roast chicken too.

Lei Ba Fox looked at his own paws, couldn't help but slurp his saliva, and with a howl, he bit his own paws.

Jian Xiaobai:...?

What is this little cub, who doesn't look very smart, doing?

Is it so hungry that it wants to eat its own paws?

Jian Xiaobai fell into deep thought. He was actually hungry too.

He looked at his paws, then looked at the Thunder Fox that was squinting its eyes and chewing on his paws with relish. As if possessed by some strange mechanism, he also raised his paws and, imitating the Thunder Fox's actions, sniffed them first.

Wow, it smells so good.

Jian Xiaobai's eyelashes trembled slightly, her throat rolled, and she felt a little excited.

Jian Jinge followed his gaze and looked at the Thunder Fox, and saw it chewing its paws, and looked away with some disdain.

Looking at Jian Xiaobai again, he saw that he was also drooling at his paws, as if he was about to bite them.

Jian Jinge:...?

"Bang!" Jian Jinge couldn't help but slapped Jian Xiaobai and Lei Bahu on the forehead, saying unhappily, "Stop being so stupid!"

Jian Xiaobai, like Lei Ba Fox, covered his head with his paws listlessly and looked at her pitifully.

All four eyes were saying one word: "hungry".

Jian Jin Ge didn't understand the world of gluttons, nor did he want to understand it. He probably couldn't rely on these two guys to solve the smell problem.

She didn't continue asking Jian Xiaobai, but lowered her eyes to think about possible solutions.

Just as she was thinking, a hand with distinct joints and as beautiful as jade gently pinched her wrist.

Jian Jinge raised her eyes in confusion, but before she could ask any questions, her wrist, which had been grabbed, suddenly felt cold, and then she heard Jian Xiaobai say, "Alright."

Jian Jinge paused for a moment, then quickly realized what he meant by those two words. She lowered her head to look at her hands, then looked at him again, then sniffed herself again, and asked in surprise, "Is it okay now?"

Jian Xiaobai hummed softly.

Jian Jinge stared at him for a full second, confirming that he wasn't joking. She turned around to glance at where Yue Shi and the others were, and with a twitch of her lips, she whispered, "Good son, Mommy will take you to find something delicious~"

At the same time, Yue Shi, who was originally following the scent, suddenly found that the target person's breath had disappeared. He stopped in place in an instant and his face turned ugly.

Tsukihime's bad mouth really came true!

On the other side, the Eleventh Young Master Jian Qingxing was like a statue, holding the Force Liquid, without saying a word.

From bright sunshine to sunset, and then to the arrival of night, completely wrapping him in darkness.

He sat like this in silence for a long time.

Jian Qingxing looked up at the moonlight outside the house, slowly unscrewed the lid, and drank the Force liquid.

Soon, tearing pain swept through his body. He curled up and clenched his teeth to prevent himself from making a sound.

The pain made him forget the time and the discomfort. While he was fuzzy, he seemed to hear a very slight creaking sound and the sound of light footsteps in the dilapidated house.

Jian Qingxing half-opened his eyes and looked towards the door. In the dim light, he saw a tall and slender figure standing one step away from him with his back to the moonlight. The face hidden in the dark was slightly lowered, looking down at him condescendingly.

Jian Qingxing could feel this sharp and dangerous gaze falling on him.

Someone wants to kill him!

Realizing this, the fear of death spread throughout my body.

His chaotic brain froze for a moment.

His sister's words, "Eleventh brother, please survive by any means necessary," echoed in his ears, and a strong desire to survive instantly surged through his limbs.

She stretched out a hand, gently grasped a small part of his trouser leg, and lifted up his delicate and beautiful face, revealing it little by little from the darkness to the moonlight. His eyes were clear and a little blurry, his cheeks were slightly red, and he pleaded in an intimate tone, "Don't kill me, I... am useful."

When he said the last sentence, his voice was so low that it was almost a whisper, and his thick and long eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing his uneasy heart at the moment.

He knew what he looked like, but now all he could use was his looks.

"Heh." The man squatted down, grasped his chin with his broad, slender hand, and rubbed it gently. He smiled meaningfully and said in a low, hoarse, and magnetic voice, "With this look, it does have some uses."

Jian Qingxing suddenly bumped into a pair of light golden eyes. The other party's eyes were smiling but seemed to see through everything, which made his heart tremble violently.

He pursed his lips, endured the pain of his body being torn apart, and rubbed his chin against the palm of his hand.

The movements are slightly stiff.

For a moment, the fingers pinching his chin exerted a little force.