This was a transparent cage. This body had been imprisoned!
He immediately left this body. In these mountain woods, he had prepared at least a dozen servant bodies.
Then he awoke inside a frog.
He opened his dragon eyes. An enormous creature stood before him.
A huge, furry tail joined a tall, tawny back, above which was a triangular head topped with pointed, triangular ears-it was the fox from just now.
And this scene, too, reached his eyes through a layer of glass.
There was no chance to change bodies a third time. The fox before him, along with a dozen or so creatures nearby, all exploded into clouds of bloody mist at once.
Accompanied by the sound of a book closing, a black cloth shoe stepped down beside the cage.
The old man who had been sitting on the rock annotating an ancient book stood up and slipped his brush back into the little pocket at his chest.
He bent down and picked up the little cage, meeting those lofty, indifferent golden eyes.
"A dragon in the shallows finds itself toyed with by shrimp," he said with a gentle smile.
Outside Fenghuai City.
On Stream-Viewing Slope, by the time Black Cat reached the summit, Pei Ye had already let go of the old man's body and was sitting against the wheelchair, gazing alone at the last streak of warm gold on the horizon.
The whole scene was utterly tranquil. Even with the soft pads of its paws against the ground, Black Cat felt it was making something of a disturbance.
It walked quietly over, climbed onto the boy's knees, and set the little box it carried in its mouth on his lap.
Pei Ye lowered his head with a somewhat delayed response and looked at the little