After the little silver knife finished sucking the blood, it was quiet for a while. Suddenly, it shook wildly and spurted out the dirty black blood.

Suwei: "..."

I have never seen a knife vomit blood. Do you want to take a photo to commemorate it?

Suwei thought heartlessly in silence, trying to suppress the boiling energy and blood.

After Xiao Yin Dao finished vomiting, his body lay on the ground motionless.

"How's it going? Did you find it?"

Suwei knelt down and poked the small silver knife.

The little silver knife turned over and shook unwillingly.

"You're such a loser, it's still taking so long."

The shaking of the little silver knife paused for a moment, and then started shaking wildly again, as if scolding Suwei.

"Don't scold me. It's useless to scold me. You should stay here with me."

Xiao Yin Dao raised his body again, as if he had no energy left to scold Su Wei.

"Then you look for it slowly, I still have to find my little cutie."
Chapter completed!