On the verge of widowhood

Bai Zi casually brushed a strand of hair from the side of his face back behind his ear and asked the little white cat, "How many people are there?"

The little white cat lightly flapped its hands at the fireflies that should not exist in the urban area: "This district, with a population of 88 people in 28 square kilometers, is worth 36 teams, with a total of [-] monsters."

Bai Zi was very surprised: "36?"

so much?

"Yes, 36." The little white cat looked at the firefly that conveyed the message as it flew away, and then answered them with squinted eyes: "This area is the frequent activity area of ​​the ruthless, and it is the most likely place where the firefly will be killed." The place where you hunt is also where you win glory for your races."

Qi Qi didn't seem to be listening, Yun Mu stared into his eyes, they looked at each other thoughtfully for a moment, Yun Mu looked away unnaturally.

Qi Qi chuckled ambiguously: "You still look good in a skirt."