Forced To Play Shura Field In Western Fantasy Games

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The speed of the black wolf running is also very fast, the black cat being held can hardly see the surrounding environment at all, and can only hear the wind in his ears hunting.

It's like a little kangaroo that's been stuffed into a pouch by a kangaroo. It doesn't have to do anything, just wait to get off the bus at the destination. The only fly in the ointment is... This wolf is too fast!

It can understand the wolf's superior running ability, but it is just an ordinary black cat who is taken on the road. It will never experience this kind of speed in this life, not to mention this dizzy state makes it want to threw up.

And because the cat's body is so malleable, the black cat that is held by the back of the neck feels that the body below the neck is swaying, and it is thrown back and forth in the wind, it is almost to be thrown into a literal sense "Cat Strips".

So, the black cat chose to fight back.

The black cat stretched out its paws and scratched the chin of the black wolf.

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At this moment, the white wolf behind him caught up.

"Crofts, let it go."

The black wolf named "Krofts" could be considered to have stopped, but he did not let go, and looked at the white wolf together with the dizzy black cat.

"You make it uncomfortable." White Wolf tried to reason with the other party.

But the black wolf is obviously not the kind of person who will listen to advice, turning around and going on the road again. Just when it was about to run away, it heard the black cat meow weakly.

The sound seemed to be absent, as if it would be blown away by the wind at once, and it was like a cat hooking the tip of its tail. It can be said to be very pitiful.

However, there was only one thought left in the black cat's mind.

If it knew that the black wolf also has this virtue, it might as well stay in the cave just now!

Why do one or two like to run away with the cat in their mouth so much, what kind of rare gold is it!

Hearing the weakness in the black cat's tone, the black wolf reluctantly let go and put the cat on the grass, and arched his nose.

The soft touch of the skin on the back of the neck still seemed to linger in the mouth.

As soon as it stood firm on the ground, the black cat turned his head and started retching. He spat out two mouthfuls of sour water for a long time. He also glanced at the black wolf with a very resentful look, and let out a "meow".

You are running too fast!

...wait, what am I doing?

The black cat gave his face another paw.

The mind is really starting to be assimilated slowly.

Dangerous—

It couldn't help contacting Lin Ling, and the reply was that this state is normal and there is no need to worry.