Little Cute Survival Guide [Comprehensive English and American]

The night fell completely, and a round of bright full moon hung high in the night sky, and there were no stars around at all.

Axue cut off the stems and leaves with a mo knife, dug out the grass roots, cleared out a small open space, and kept the flammable dry grass ten steps away, and then lit a cluster of fires under the slope.

The little leopard's fur was dry, and he didn't want to touch the open flame. He squinted his eyes and nestled in the cat's nest, and yawned.

It was clearly still a small milk leopard, but with its gorgeous fur and sharp claws, it already possessed the demeanor of a predator.

The dry grass was not burned, and the flames flickered on Xiaodunluo's snow-white cheeks and pitch-black armor, casting a warm orange halo on the cold Mo Dao and the shield.

Axue skewered a few pieces of wolf meat with the blade, looked at the flames and raised the fire, added a handful of hay to help the fire, and paid attention to the fire with some seriousness, so as not to let it continue to spread.

She had to be cautious and careful when lighting a fire on the grassland to prepare food, because the weather was too hot and there was a lot of hay, if she was not careful, the whole grassland would be burned.

The little leopard looked at her with half-closed eyes, and patted the ground with the tip of its tail. Those bright dark golden animal pupils were full of human scrutiny and observation.

Axue looked up sharply, and after noticing the sight of the little leopard, a trace of warmth appeared in her quiet black pupils: "Doudou, do you want to try this?"

Xiao Dunluo turned the wolf meat over and shook it in front of the little leopard. Hearing its almost disdainful howl, she didn't even flick the tip of its tail, obviously not bothering to pay attention to her.

After all, for His Royal Highness, whether it is Eric Killmonger or Nijadaka, which one is much better than the stray cat-like name that Little Dunluo said.

Of course it protested, but A Xue couldn't understand it, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with a fluffy named DouDou, a child must have a nickname that is easy to feed.

Axue was disgusted a lot, so she didn't care about this little blow at all. She sniffed the wolf meat, it seemed that it was cooked, and it didn't smell bloody, but it smelled like meat, and it was slightly sour. This is normal, wolf meat was originally It's not good.

The little leopard with a keen sense of smell: "..."

Ugh, this smells like British dark cuisine.

He has lived a hard life. When he was a mercenary, he ate everything, and wolf meat was no exception. Although he didn't ask for quality of life, he didn't want to eat it either.

The little girl cut open the wolf meat with a dagger, pinched a small piece and brought it to the fluffy mouth of the little leopard, and said softly: "I guess you have never eaten cooked food, do you want to taste it?"

Eric: "..." It smells a little burnt.

He refused to put his chin on the edge of the grass nest, and the tip of his tail nimbly circled around his body, decisively following the cat's instinct, and rolled himself into a fluffy ball.

Axue didn't force it, she took a sip by herself, although she was a bit burnt and bitter, she could still eat, she never made demands on food, in fact, for Cang Yun, being able to eat and survive is one thing Very lucky.

Little Dunluo was sitting by the fire, quietly eating a not-so-delicious dinner, while flicking the fire to control its fire from expanding or extinguishing it immediately.

Eric opened his eyes, looking deeply at the little girl's black pupils which became brighter and clearer under the firelight, as if he could see another wonderful world through her eyes.

It had to be said that she was different from the little girls he had met before. Before they grew into the women he liked, they were synonymous with loud, timid and weak, and they were not worthy of his attention.

But this little guy who is wearing Xuanjia is different.

Although the time we spent together was very short, Eric could see that she must have received a good education to be so calm, stable, gentle and tough. Although her heart is mature, she still retains the pure and soft heart unique to children.

Eric has been deceived and deceived too much, even by his former girlfriend and his cousin, but this Datang's cat slave is different, she is what she sees.

It's so deceitful, but also so stupid, he needs to pay more attention.

The stupid little Dunluo finished eating the wolf meat, put away the knife and shield with such force that T'Challa would be ashamed, and dragged Eric's cat litter to the side of his simple hay bed.

"Little cutie, what do you want to eat?"

A Xue lightly touched the leopard's neck, stroking the soft and fluffy milk with her fingertips, and looked distressed: "It's getting dark, I can't find other food."

Eric endured it for a second, refusing bold humans to presumptuously touch the vitals of his neck, resolutely avoiding Ashe's touch, and shouted impolitely: "Meow."

Although it looks the same as the real world, in fact, the leopards in the panther illusion are all soul bodies, and they don't need to eat at all, so they don't actually feel hunger.

Of course Xiao Dunluo didn't understand, so she wrapped two pieces of roasted wolf meat with a piece of oil paper, put them in the little leopard's cat litter, and said: "If you're hungry, deal with it first, when we leave this grassland , I will take you to eat cat food."

Eric lowered his head and took a look, and found that the wolf meat left for him looked pretty good. It was probably the best two pieces carefully selected by the little girl after roasting it.

He paused, and finally opened his mouth to take a piece.

The leopard thought viciously: I just want to see you as pitiful.

In the next second, Eric said with difficulty: "..."

A suspicious, sour, burnt taste rushed into his throat, like biting into an expired hamburger.

Before the veins on its forehead burst out, it gritted its teeth with difficulty, and swallowed the meat without chewing.

Looking up, Xiao Dunluo squatted in front of its cat litter, although she still looked very steady and gentle, but there was a little more expectation in those black pupils: "Is it delicious?"

Eric nodded with a green face: "...Meow."

In fact, he had already used the greatest willpower to make himself spit out without being directly in front of Xiao Dunluo.

His throat was full of the sour, bitter, burnt smell of wolf meat, but the little cat slave didn't change his face after eating it... Does she really have a sense of taste?

The little leopard closed its eyes sleepily, digesting the strange taste in its throat, and A Xue completely extinguished the fire, and after confirming that there were no sparks left, he also began to prepare for a rest.

It is so quiet here, there are no birds and insects, only the crackling of the dry grass burning, and Xiao Dunluo can even clearly hear the breathing of the little leopard. The silence makes people feel that this is a dream.

"It's really like a dream. It's the first time I've seen a talking panther, and it's also the first time I have my own cat."

Axue lay on the bed of hay, looked sideways at the little leopard who was also awake, and said softly, "Look, I can weave cat litters and barbecue. Do you like me a little bit?"

Eric: "..."

It opened its eyes, looked at Xiao Dunluo with some inexplicable and complicated emotions, but unexpectedly did not respond.

The little girl stretched out her fingertips and lightly touched its paw pads on the cat's litter. It's not that she was inarticulate, but she was always reticent because of her personality. In the middle of the night, she could face a non-human leopard. Say a few more words.

"It doesn't matter if you don't like it, let's take our time."

The fire was extinguished, her eyes were as clear as spring water under the moonlight, clean and soft black, she said softly: "I can't help it, I just like you very much."

Before Eric had time to be shocked, she heard her continue to add: "You are so fluffy, so rua."

Eric: "..." OK, you will be sentenced to prison without a cat.

——The dividing line of the disappearing abdominal muscles of the leopard——

The grassland is not like a desert. Although the temperature difference between day and night is large, there is no time when dripping water turns into ice at night. What's more, this grassland is not rich in green vegetation.

When the first ray of sunlight hit the ground in the morning, Axue, who was used to morning exercises, immediately opened her eyes, and subconsciously touched the Mo Dao and shield at hand.

Her expression was calm, her black pupils were quiet, she didn't look confused as if she had just woken up, and she had already entered the state of preparation for battle almost as soon as she opened her eyes.

Seeing the surrounding environment clearly, Xiao Dunluo also recalled her experience yesterday, and her first reaction was to check if her cat was still there, and said softly, "Good morning, go around."

After finishing speaking, her body swayed and her feet were a little unsteady, so she quickly supported Mo Dao who suddenly got heavy.

Are you getting up too fast?She was a little dizzy.

The little leopard opened its eyes and jumped out of the cat's nest. When little Dunluo woke up, it was keenly aware of the change in the opponent's breath, and completely woke up.

Its amber eyes are sober and sharp, just like Ashe, it doesn't need to go through sleep and wakefulness, as long as it opens its eyes, it can face a life-and-death battle.

After cleaning himself up briefly, the little leopard fixed his eyes on Xiaodunluo's black armor, and let out a low growl from his throat with some disapproval: "Meow."

The climate of Black Panther Mirage is equivalent to that of Wakanda. During the day, the sun is hot and the temperature is extremely high, while the air at night is relatively humid and cold, but it can’t be said to be cool, but it makes people flustered.

This kind of temperature, this silly cat slave still dares to wear that set of mysterious armor that is so hot, she is not in the state of a soul, there is no difference between the illusion and reality, so she is really not afraid of heatstroke.

That's right, considering the recent physical changes, it seems that martial arts practitioners are not as invulnerable to cold and heat as before. Axue didn't take off her Xuanjia cotton padded jacket, but fell asleep wearing it.

In this kind of uninhabited place, you must not catch a cold and get sick. There are no medicines and doctors here. No matter how minor the illness is, once it drags on for a long time, it will not be a good result.

Axue slept in a good posture, and the whole night passed, and there was nothing to adjust to the black armor on her body, but she began to feel stuffy and hot again when the sun rose, which was really sad.

Now that the sun is up, even if it's not yet noon, the original warm armor has become a burden, and the stuffy little Dunluo feels uncomfortable all over, as if a stone is pressed on his chest.

Xiao Dunluo took off the armor on her arms and legs to lighten the burden on her body, then pinched her brows lightly, and pressed her renzhong, trying to wake herself up.

She didn't need any strength, and the action of removing the armor would inevitably be rough, and a little bit of the warm cotton coat under the black armor was exposed.

Little Leopard: "..."