"Don't worry, I'm not interested in the Thousand-Year-Old Raccoon Dog. But you have to be careful. It's okay if others don't recognize it. If someone does, it and you will be in danger."
Mu Xiaobao said nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter, Xiaobao will live and die with it!"
Finally got a chance to say such an exciting idiom!
The Thousand-year-old raccoon dog was also always ready to fight with Xiaobao, and it grabbed its bag of food a little tighter with its claws.
"Hey, shouldn't you go back to sleep? Tomorrow we will set off together." Mo Jiuling's seemingly casual expression, her beautiful and charming face, was filled with an unpredictable smile.
"Baibai, Xiaobao is going back to sleep!" Mu Xiaobao took the thousand-year-old raccoon dog and its food and immediately ran away.
Xiao Xiao's dark eyes fell on the figure in the distance that looked like an immortal.
This unfamiliar face is enough to amaze everyone. If he has seen it, he will never forget it.
But I don't know why, but there is a vague feeling of familiarity.
"May I ask who you are?"
Mo Jiuling's eyes were dark and bottomless, with an extremely casual expression, but the look he looked over was extremely sharp, as if there was a strong aura suppressing him from a distance.
"Passenger." The other party's tone was also casual, with no intention of answering seriously. "Farewell, it's time to go back to sleep."
A gust of night wind rippled past, and the snow was completely empty.
Since Mu Xiaobao returned to the inn room, he was still too excited to sleep.
"Do you only eat fruits? These are all yours, Xiaobao won't steal them from you." Mu Xiaobao was very happy to see this new friend, even though he was not a human.
Ever since the thousand-year-old raccoon dog followed this little human into the house, it still felt a sense of insecurity and huddled in the corner, always guarding its treasure.
The paws almost hugged the bag of fruits, preventing anyone from getting close.
"Hey, it's a pity that Xiaobao has finished eating all the fruits he brought out, otherwise I could share some with you!" Mu Xiaobao squatted not far from it.
The thousand-year-old raccoon dog's ears perked up when he heard it.
A gentle yawn came from the bed, and Mu Lingbo stood up lazily, "Xiaobao, why are you up so late at night?"
As soon as the Thousand-year-old raccoon dog heard this sound, its whole body became more tense, and it hugged its food tighter.
Mu Xiaobao stretched out his index finger towards his mother and made a "shh" gesture, "Mom, I'm chatting with a new friend!"
"Do you understand what it says, and you still want to chat!"
The thousand-year-old raccoon dog immediately let out a "squeak" sound.
Mu Xiaobao didn't mind this problem at all, "It doesn't matter, it just needs to understand what Xiaobao said! Right?"
The thousand-year-old raccoon dog was too concerned about being robbed of food and didn't listen carefully to what Mu Xiaobao said.
Her beady round eyes were shining as she looked at the person on the bed.
"She is Xiaobao's mother. She won't hurt you. Don't worry! Do you have a mother?"
The Thousand-year-old raccoon dog was stunned for a moment, then whispered "嘘嘘". It couldn't understand the language, couldn't hear the tone, and even its face couldn't tell the expression.
Mu Lingbo remembered Mo Jiuling's words that such creatures would be abandoned after birth.
She lay down again, yawned again, and said nonchalantly, "Since it's so pitiful, just allow it to follow us."
The thousand-year-old raccoon dog was a little dismissive when he heard this sentence.
Mu Lingbo was lying on the bed. He knew without looking that this little guy was definitely planning to escape after getting the food. Xiaobao was also worried about this and refused to sleep.
