The orange cat led the way in front. Her ears perked up vigilantly and twitched from time to time as she looked around vigilantly. Her amber vertical pupils flashed with a sharp light. In the dark, she was like an indomitable vanguard, silent.
When Chuichui was serious, even if she was wearing a cute cat disguise, people could still feel the fierce aura of her demon dragon.
However, as someone who had seen Chuichui's best side and had the closest relationship with her, Liu Yuan's expression was still very subtle.
He did not know when Chuichui would become pregnant and produce a whole new race.
Liu Yuan had the feeling of an old farmer looking forward to his harvest. He lowered his head and looked at the map that Chuichui had brought over. Comparing his knowledge of the Martial Emperor's Tomb dungeon, he found the way out from his memory.
He drew the route on the paper and made a mark, but that did not mean he could get out immediately.