Ling Luoyu instantly realized what the "bark" was.
It's supposed to be a chameleon like chameleon.
There are many kinds of chameleons in the ancient books of our ancestors. The big ones are the size of zebras, and the smaller ones are the size of palms.
These chameleons can vary according to their species.
Some can change color, some can change into shape, and some can imitate smell.
However, the ancestors have recorded that these animals are very rare.
It's natural, but it's hard to survive.
All of these chameleons have one thing in common. Their skin is delicate and can't have any damage or scar.
Once there are injuries and scars, the place can no longer change color, so that it becomes a "defective product.".
And the fate of defective products is usually only one - destroyed by natural enemies.
Over time, the species of these chameleons gradually became extinct. Only a few of them were raised and trained as pet animals.
"Is someone watching me in the dark?"
Mao Qiu came back with a gloomy look and hung his head.
Look, it means we lost the chameleon.
"Hairball, it's not your fault!"
She softened its head and patted it gently.
The chameleon can quickly change into the same grass, branches and even smell the same.
Hair ball suddenly under, chase lost also in reason.
It's just --
"who will it be?"
Who the hell is spying on her?!
Is this man an enemy or a friend?!
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