Brugulu quietly approached the direction of the grotto. As an intelligent creature that survived from ancient times, its behavior is not as reckless as that of most Warcraft. It was obviously unusual for a girl to suddenly appear in such a remote and desolate place.
Bulu Gulu hid in a dark corner and observed carefully. Although the girl was dressed in ordinary clothes, her appearance was very delicate, especially her delicate and fair skin and long black and smooth hair. It was obvious at a glance that she came from a very wealthy family.
But how could a pampered girl appear here alone? Brugulu's little head was spinning rapidly, and he quickly pieced together a story about a rich girl who eloped with a servant, was defrauded of all her money, and ended up living in the wild.
"It's so miserable." Bruguru shook his feet. It had been staring at the girl for a long time. She always maintained a cross-legged posture, like a plaster statue. "It can't be that she is dead."
There is no way for the dead to be parasitized. Bruguru was startled by his own thoughts, and hurriedly approached the girl. After making sure that the girl was still breathing, he breathed a sigh of relief.
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