"Whimper?" (Where am I?)
The just-awakened Little White Fox was somewhat bewildered; the coldness seeping from every part of its body made it feel slightly uncomfortable.
It had been a long time since it had felt this kind of cold.
Not to mention that after becoming Transcendent, its constitution had become immune to severe cold.
Ever since it met Chen Mo, Xiao Jiu had never spent a winter outdoors.
When the weather turned cold, Chen Mo would let it into the house and had even made it a small nest.
Only in the early days of wandering would it curl up desperately hungry and cold in a corner of the city.
"Whimper?" (Chen Mo?)
Xiao Jiu softly called out Chen Mo's name in its heart, but received no response.
It tried to summon the Fire Element Spiritual Power within its body, but only managed to ignite a small flame, which quickly extinguished in the cold wind.
Xiao Jiu sensed its own body.
