Huang Beiyue had a smile on her face, Zhizhi, this little guy was full of emotions, and anyone who had been with him for a long time would involuntarily treat him as family.
Even if he is bullied so badly by Xiaohu in normal times, at critical moments, he is still worried about Xiaohu.
And...why does he have everything in that little pocket bag?
She has seen him take out pocket dishes, pocket knives, pocket needlework, pocket pots... Now he even has pocket handkerchiefs. She will take out his pocket bag another day to see what else is in it.
Son!
Xiaohu is more face-conscious, and he is a mythical beast. He doesn't want to show his vulnerable side in front of Zhizhi, so he pushes him away with a tiger paw and licks his wounds lonely.
Zhizhi looked at him, opened his mouth and cried loudly. Xiaohu glanced up at him, a little speechless, as if to say: "Why are you crying? It's not you who is hurt!"
Huang Beiyue looked at the two guys with a smile, and then remembered that she had killed the Hundred-Eyed Cold Toad. Why didn't any of the people she brought come out to cheer?
Looking up, he saw young people slowly gathering around the swamp, looking at Huang Beiyue with flying red hair in shock.
Everyone's expressions were blank, as if they didn't know how to react.
The expressions of those people were a little strange, not at all what they should look like after killing a powerful enemy. Her eyes slowly turned to Jike who was nearest to her.
Jike was startled, then suddenly put one hand across his chest, knelt down, and shouted: "The King of Night Covering! Our King of Night Covering!"
As soon as he knelt down, other people also knelt down like a domino effect, placed one hand across their chest, and shouted: "The King of the Night!"
"King of the Night!"
Huang Beiyue narrowed her eyes, "King of Covering the Night?" It seemed that before the Hundred-Eyed Cold Toad died, he also said something about 'King of Covering the Night', but she didn't pay attention.
Now it seems that the King of Covering the Night refers to her?
"Jike, what's going on?" she asked loudly.
Before Jike could speak, Asare ran up to her more cheerfully than anyone else, braked to a sudden stop, put one hand on his chest, and said respectfully: "King of the Night, this is our Her Majesty."
The patron saint of the Nala people."
"I'm not a god." Huang Beiyue said. She had selfish motives when she came to deal with Baimu Hanchan. Otherwise, she would never have such great sympathy.
"Of course you are not a god, and the King of Night is not a god, but he once protected our ancestors, just like you did today." Asare spoke to her, his tone was full of awe, not humble, just respectful
She is a person full of reverence.
Huang Beiyue smiled and said: "Have you forgotten? Everything today is not my fault alone, you all have a share."
Although she is arrogant, she also knows that without the help of these young people to restrain the power of the hundred eyes of the Hundred-Eyed Cold Toad, she would not have won so easily.
"Without you, our entire tribe would be in danger of extinction. King of the Night, thank you!"
"Thanks you!"
"Thanks you!"
The voices of thanks came one after another. Huang Beiyue did not continue to be pretentious and accepted these simple thanks calmly.
Jike rushed down with his people and said extremely excitedly: "King Zheye, let's go back to the tribe! Asare, you go back first and bring this news to the clan leader!"
