C52 The trouble of growth

Seeing that Mei Xiaoying enjoyed his meal, Lu Li began to study the skin of the Golden Crow.

"What a pity, I only bit through one piece. It's only enough for me to make a close-fitting breastplate." Looking at the broken piece of the Golden Crow's skin, Lu Li felt some regret.

"Clank."

Just as Lu Li was muttering to himself, Xiaoying, who was nibbling on the ground