"Storm, can you smell that snake?" Zheng Qing asked sharply.

"Woof!"

"Okay! Let's go take revenge on Cat Tail!"

Zheng Qing turned to look at Yang Qinglan, Li Changzhou and Li Qianxia.

Just as Yang Qinglan was about to say something, a gust of wind blew across the sand, leaving behind a string of words.

【game over】

[Current survival life in the arena is 15]

[Contestants please go to the station to settle]

"Ah, it's over, I'm leaving." Little Carrot jumped happily into the distance without any feeling or nostalgia.

The people who stayed behind did not speak. The police dog named "Storm" seemed to understand something and made a whimpering sound.
Chapter completed!