C470 9000 Years Old Assassinated

Suddenly, a snow-white furball flashed by. Cen Zhi asked excitedly, "Is it a little rabbit?"

Lianjiu took out an arrow and shot it directly at him.

Small white balls of hair were attached to the trunk.

Cen Zhi dismounted from her horse and went to pick up the ball of fur. "It's a little white rabbit, but it's dead. It can only be eaten