He was holding a small silver knife for cutting meat in his hand, and was trying to get closer with his hands and feet moving cautiously.
The little fat boy's cheeks are rosy and his skin is a little rough. At such a young age, he has the ruggedness of a grassland man.
He was wearing a sheepskin hat with rounded corners on his head and a dirty horsehide armor on his body, and was trying to approach Zong Shen.
At this moment, he suddenly found Zong Shen looking back and was startled.
Run away as fast as you can.
The two little feet stepped very fast, splashing mud, water and grass debris everywhere.
Zong Shen smiled slightly. It was so hard to see a living person, how could he let him go so easily?
He took light steps and chased after the little fat boy.
Even though he was suppressed by the rules of the Tower of Ascension, Zong Shen's speed was far superior to that of ordinary secular masters.
Even though the little fat boy moved as swiftly as a rabbit, he was soon caught up by Zong Shen.
He grabbed the fat man's horsehide armor with both hands and lifted him up.
The little fat boy suddenly panicked, stretching his arms and kicking his legs, just like a mountain rabbit encountering a hunter.
"Gumeng... Gumeng... Gumeng..."
"Gurgle..."
The little fat boy kept shouting something incoherent.
The creatures and civilizations in this space will be wiped out every tens of millions of years.
It is normal for the languages that emerge to be different.
But Zong Shen naturally has a way.
His spiritual consciousness was simply suppressed and could not be extended as he wished.
But there is no problem in touching the little fat man in front of me.
They only need to use their spiritual consciousness to materialize what they want to express, and the two will be able to communicate.
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