Chapter 230 – A Cute Pet (2) (1/2)

Chapter 230 – A Cute Pet (2)

“There isn’t any essence in the fruits either.” Jiu Zun’s voice travelled from the tunnel entrance. His white silhouette flashed, and he entered in a few steps. He tossed the pair of shoes he was holding in his hand at Ning Xuemo’s feet. “Wear them.”

The shoes were vibrant green but looked ordinary. They really weren’t like the things Jiu Zun usually took out.

Though Ning Xuemo wasn’t too satisfied with them, it was better to wear them than walking barefoot. When she put them on, she discovered that the size fit as if they were tailor-made for her. They fit perfectly in addition to being very comfortable. Wearing them made Ning Xuemo feel like she was stepping on soft grass.

“Jiu Zun, where did you get these shoes?” Ning Xuemo tested them out by walking around. The more she walked, the more comfortable they felt. They were even more comfortable than the brocade boots she had been wearing before by a manifold.

“We shouldn’t linger in this place for too long. Let’s go.” Jiu Zun didn’t answer her. Instead, he turned around and exited the tunnel.

Ning Xuemo followed him out. “Did you find a way out?”

“Pretty much.”

Ning Xuemo’s eyes lit up! With great interest she asked, “Where’s the exit?”

The little qilin who was behind them widened its eyes and stared at Jiu Zun. It had been stuck here for so long and had long explored every nook and cranny of this place. Not to mention the way out, it hadn’t even found a mousehole!

The insides of this stone essence spirit only consisted of the tunnel they came from as well as this wide clearing, nothing else. And from the place they had fallen into the tunnel, there was no exit either.

How could the number of times that the little qilin explored this place in the past thousand years be less than a thousand?

This stone essence spirit was like a pixiu[1], as they could only enter but could not leave…

Jiu Zun’s gaze shifted over and landed on the little qilin’s body.

The little qilin was clearly taller than him by half a head, but its demeanor was being constantly suppressed.

Jiu Zun’s gaze was icy cold, causing the little qilin to shiver. It couldn’t help but shrink back and hide behind Ning Xuemo’s back, his tiny hand holding onto a corner of her skirt, not daring to poke his head out.