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Chapter 637: Royal Dispute【15】——
It's easy to find Mo Lian in the woods. Where birds don't like to fly, animals don't dare to run there, and it's dark and gloomy, then Mo Lian is probably in that place.
Sure enough, she saw a group of birds flying out of a place in panic as if fleeing for their lives. When Huang Beiyue walked in, she saw Mo Lian facing her sideways, holding a frightened bird with its wings flapping in her hand.
"Mo!" Huang Beiyue shouted. Isn't this guy very hungry? He wants to catch a little bird to eat!?
Mo Lian raised her head in surprise, looked at the direction where the sound came from in disbelief, and stood there in a daze.
"It's almost dead, let it go quickly." Huang Beiyue said and walked over.
Mo Lian slowly spread his hands. The little bird was lying in his palm, struggling in panic, but unable to fly. When she got closer, she found that the bird's wings had been broken.
Mo Lian innocently said: "It's not me."
"I know it's not you." The injury on the bird's wings showed that it was injured by a slingshot, not broken. "You want to save it?"
"No." Mo Lian let go of her hand as if she was angry, and the little bird suddenly fell into the dead leaves on the ground.
Huang Beiyue sighed and bent down to pick up the bird. The murderous aura on Mo Lian's body was so strong that he looked like the incarnation of the God of Death. He was cold and cold. The lives of these little animals were too fragile. They would naturally be scared when they saw him.
He originally had good intentions and wanted to save this little guy whose wings were broken, but it and its kind were only afraid of running away. If his good intentions were not accepted, Mo Lian would naturally be unhappy.
"Be gentle, and gradually it won't be afraid anymore." Huang Beiyue summoned Zhizhi from the spirit beast space and handed the bird to him.
He chirped at the bird a few times. The bird was scared at first, but after hearing his words, it chirped a few times in response. Then each animal and bird chirped a lot.
Then Zhizhi took out a thin embroidery needle from the small pocket bag, which frightened the bird and almost fainted.
Huang Beiyue said: "Just apply some medicine and bandage it. I don't ask you to sew its wounds."
Zhizhi put away her embroidery needle with great disappointment, then took out a bunch of miniature bottles and jars, cleaned the wound of the bird, applied medicine, wrapped it with a small gauze to make a delicate bow, and hung it around its neck.
Huang Beiyue gave him a thumbs up and said, "Tell it, Mo Lian doesn't want to hurt it."
Zhizhi turned his head and said "squeak, squeak, squeak", pointing at Mo Lian for a while, shaking his head for a while. The bird listened for a long time and seemed to understand, but it still looked at the pale and strange young man with a tinge.
A bit scared.
Huang Beiyue patted Mo Lian on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Animals have very simple hearts. They know that you want to help them, but they dare not approach humans."
"Human?" Mo Lian shook her head, "No."
Huang Beiyue was startled, and after thinking about it, she realized that Mo Lian meant that he was not a human being?
"If it's not a human being, what is it?" This guy can't be so naive that he doesn't even know he is a human being, right?
"Beast." Mo Lian said seriously.
The smile on Huang Beiyue's face froze and she asked unhappily: "Who said that?"
"Holy King."
"I think he is a beast!" Huang Beiyue said coldly, "Don't believe what that kind of person says."
