Leng Qing also knew how Mo Jinran was feeling now, but he couldn't say anything. He just stayed by Mo Jinran's side silently. The two of them gathered around the bonfire and looked up at the beautiful night sky.
So quiet.
"The moon is so round tonight, and the twinkling stars are so beautiful," Mo Jinran suddenly said, breaking the silent night sky, "Yes, the sky tonight is very beautiful."
Beautiful, but no matter how beautiful it is, it can't compare to your smile!" Leng Qing is not a sweet talker, these are all his thoughts. Mo Jinran's face is ruined, but his smile is extremely beautiful. For more than ten days
When he came, Mo Jinran didn't even show a smile, which made him very sad. He missed Mo Jinran's free and easy smile when she was disguised as a man. No other woman could compare with her free and cheerful smile!
After saying that, he suddenly regretted it, fearing that Mo Jinran wouldn't believe him again. Looking at her face, his heart ached inch by inch. Mo Jinran was not as sensitive and closed as before, but there was a bitter smile on his lips. The two moved away.
Topic. Because they knew that the people who came to greet them would arrive in the middle of the night, neither of them slept. Until midnight, the injured Silver Wolf did not open his eyes again, and fell asleep quietly there, probably
It must be maintaining its strength. The little white tiger also fell asleep again. Occasionally he opened his eyes to see if the two people in front of him had gotten him anything to eat. He was already very hungry and had no energy at all.
At this time, Leng Qing and Mo Jinran heard some footsteps in the distance, stood up and looked over there. Mo Jinran was even more anxious and wanted to walk over and have a look.
"Don't move, I'll take a look first!" Leng Qing said, and walked towards the place where there were footsteps. There was the light of a torch not far from them, and he felt that the light was getting closer to them little by little.
"Who?" Leng Qing withdrew his tenderness towards Mo Jinran and asked coldly.
"Young Master, it's us!" Abao from the escort team heard the deserted voice and ran two steps towards this side, followed by six guards behind him.
Leng Qing then returned to the bonfire and motioned for the escort to follow him. He said to Mo Jinran: "Our people are here, let's go back now! Can your body bear it?"
"No problem! You can sleep comfortably when you go back!" Mo Jinran put on the veil before those people came over, and picked up the little white tiger who was sleeping soundly next to him. Abao walked over and glanced at Mo Jinran
However, everyone in the village already knew her, and they bowed their hands and saluted: "Miss Mo!"
The other guards are also the same. They are very respectful to Mo Jinran. Anyone who can receive such courtesy from their eldest son is their distinguished guest, and they will not neglect him!
Mo Jinran nodded to them as a return gift.
"Abao, Tietou, you guys find some branches to make a stretcher and carry Silver Wolf back!" Leng Qing ordered them, Silver Wolf can't leave yet, the wound has not healed yet, and he will bleed if he is not careful. He feels very distressed!
After saying this, Abao and the others discovered that there was a silver wolf next to the bonfire. Although the silver wolf had blood stains on its body, its fur was bright white. It was not an ordinary thing at first glance! "Master, what is this?"
"It's a spiritual thing!" Leng Qing said with a faint smile. It's his spiritual thing and he likes it very much!
Abao and others also showed happy smiles. They did not expect that their eldest son would possess a spiritual object. They looked at the little white ball like a kitten in Mo Jinran's arms and expressed doubts: "This is it?"
"White tiger!" Leng Qing said lightly, but everyone's expressions changed. But they didn't know that this was a mythical beast, but ordinary white tigers were hard to find, let alone get its cubs?
After that, Abao and the others stopped asking any more questions. It was not easy for Leng Qing to say so much. Due to his temperament, most people would not talk to each other.
Abao and Tietou and others quickly found branches and vines and made a simple stretcher, but it was strong enough. The silver wolf was not small, weighing more than a hundred kilograms, and it was just right for the stretcher.
The group of people rushed to the mountain stronghold. The road at night was not easy to walk, but A Bao and Tietou carried the silver wolf. In order to save it from the bumps, the other five guards held up torches to illuminate it. But the little white tiger was in Mojin.
He fell asleep more and more soundly in Ran's arms, as if Mo Jinran's arms were as warm as the White Tiger King's.
After dawn, several people arrived at Leng's cottage safely and completed this thrilling journey. Mo Jinran was already sleepy, but he was not in a hurry to rest. He said to Leng Qing, who was also tired, "Can you get some milk for the little white tiger?"
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"Okay! Tietou, go to the pasture and bring back a dairy goat!"
"Yes!" Tietou handed the stretcher to the other brothers and ran to the pasture.
Leng's cottage not only has its own vegetable plot and pasture, but also has many facilities that Mo Jinran could not imagine, such as a horse training farm. This is no ordinary cottage. It is full of mystery. No one knows their true identity.
The dairy goat was quickly brought back, and Mo Jinran also freshened up a little and changed his clothes. Leng Qing also arranged for Yin Lang to go to Elder Mu and let Elder Mu treat him personally. This shows how much Leng Qing values Yin Lang.
The little white tiger was still hungry, so when he arrived at the Zhuyuan, Mo Jinran put him down and woke up. He opened his eyes and refused to sleep again. He looked at the milk goat he had brought and looked like he wanted to cry. "Ouch~Ouch.
Woo~" Its cry is very childish. It is so young that it can't speak at all, and it doesn't roar as majestic as its mother.
Mo Jinran sighed: "Don't be dissatisfied. There is only goat's milk here. You make do with it first. Goat's milk is also very nutritious. When you can eat other things, I will reward you."
The little white tiger had no choice but to recognize it. Thinking of the white tiger king's fresh milk, he missed it endlessly. He looked at Mo Jinran like he was looking at his stepmother.
The fresh milk squeezed out by the goat was enough for two copper basins. Although the little white tiger was small, he drank it all. Mo Jinran and Leng Qing were sighing. They didn't know where it had drank so much. It had a round belly.
Roll up.
After everything was arranged, Mo Jinran and Leng Qingqing were able to go back to their rooms to rest.
Another news spread quickly in the cottage.
A certain aunt: Oh! Did you hear that the eldest son brought back a silver wolf? It’s very majestic!
A certain Uncle Pichai: Really? I didn’t see it?
The aunt continued: The silver wolf was injured, and the eldest son personally sent it to Elder Mu for treatment! My son said that it was a spiritual object. When they went to greet the eldest son last night, the eldest son admitted it himself.
A certain young man also gathered around: Spiritual beasts! The eldest young master is so powerful. So he has been to the spiritual beast mountain in the past two days?
An uncle: It’s so possible. That Spirit Beast Mountain is not something ordinary people can go up to!