It was him?

Was it him?

Xuanyuan Chen's gaze followed the direction of the silver needle that Xie Qingrong had shot out, and just happened to hit the grey rabbit's heart. The grey rabbit's body twitched a few times before falling to the ground.

Xie Qingrong easily caught a wild hare, as if she was in a very good mood. The corner of her mouth slightly raised, and laughed: "The lunch today looked pretty good."

Shen Haoxuan looked at Xie Qingrong with admiration. He didn't sense any trace of wild rabbits nearby and didn't expect that Xie Qingrong would actually prepare today's lunch so easily. The admiration in his heart gradually deepened.

He walked forward, and without caring about anything, he picked up the grey rabbit's ears and followed behind Xie Qingrong.

Shang Zhiqing looked around and found a few edible red fruits. She picked some and returned to the place where Xie Qingrong had cooked.