The tent was relatively simple, with tables and chairs that the soldiers found from nowhere. It was missing arms and legs, and was supported by a stone underneath. Then there was a soft tent covered with a thick animal skin blanket, which was barely visible.
The animal skin blanket is light golden, with some silver markings on it, and its coat is shiny and shiny. It should be a black animal skin, and its grade is not low.
The only attraction is the charcoal stove placed on the ground. The red flames warm the tent.
"It's almost May, and it's still so cold in the desert at night. I don't know how you survived underground for such a long time."
Li Wenhao entered the tent and placed the little girl on the couch, with a distressed look on his face: "You sit on the couch and play first, and later find a bathtub, boil some hot water, and take a good wash.
Your mother is the same, she is so irresponsible, she just leaves when the man leaves, why are you looking for him?"
"Don't speak ill of my mother. My mother said that my father was forced to leave because of her." Wang Xiaoyou happily got into the animal skin mattress, then turned up his little face and raised his mouth angrily.
"Oh, I really didn't notice it. She is quite filial and knows how to protect her mother!"
Not only was Li Wenhao not angry, but he smiled happily and stretched out his big hand to touch the little girl's round face.
Not to mention, I don’t know how effective the fruit of Devil’s Vine is in cultivation, but it is quite good at raising children. The little face is chubby, not only elastic, but also very smooth.
"I don't want to drink vegetable juice, I want to eat sweet foam!" Wang Xiaoyou, like Xiao Pangdun, is a snack foodie.
I was holding the vegetable juice in my hand and was only thinking about other delicious food.
"That's not called sweet foam, it's called cream. Eating it at night is bad for your teeth.
When your mother comes later, you can wash up and rest here first. If you want to eat cream, we can eat it during the day!"
Li Wenhao persuaded in a low voice. At this moment, the cold-blooded man transformed into a doting father, followed by Ashina Kang and others who were standing behind him. They were all dumbfounded.
Who would have thought that Li Wenhao, who kills without blinking an eye, has such a gentle side.
"Okay!" The little girl pouted her face and nodded gloomily. The hard days made her easily satisfied.
"Forget it, if you really want to eat, just eat less!" Li Wenhao had already stood up, took two steps out, turned his head, and walked back.
He shamelessly took out a piece of cream cake and placed it on the wooden chair with soft edges.
Then he stood up and said to the people behind him: "Follow me to the tent next to you to discuss matters."
After saying that, he walked out quickly, feeling so ashamed of himself.
He who never compromises actually made a compromise for a piece of cake!
"Okay!" Ashnakan and others nodded quickly, all with strange eyes.
"Little Miss, I have some gadgets here, you can play with them!" Kuroda Ya is the most shameless guy. He has already decided to hug his little master's lap.
He squatted down with his fat body and took out a bunch of shiny things and put them on the chair.
"Shameless!" Everyone cursed in their hearts, and then followed suit and lined up to get things out.
"Little miss, this is a spiritual plant fruit. It can't be compared with the devil's ivy fruit, but it tastes good, sour and sweet."
"Yours is not good, it's too hard. My little lady is getting her teeth changed, so you'd better eat my magic strawberry. This one is soft, sweet, and can also beautify your skin."
"Pull it down. The little lady is naturally beautiful and needs beauty treatment. It doesn't matter if she has her teeth replaced. This knife of mine is best used for cutting fruits!"
This time, it was Kuroda Kiba's turn to roll his eyes on the sidelines. They were so shameless that they even imitated him.
"Zhebie, can't you give this dagger away?" Ashnakan had just taken out some precious jade stones and was shocked when he saw the knife in Zhebie's hand.
The knife is only about an inch long. It has not been pulled out of the sheath. It is not clear what the material is and whether the blade is sharp.
However, the golden wolf head pattern on the scabbard is exquisite and gorgeous, with a faint fluorescence, making people know that it is not a mortal thing at a glance.
"Why can't you give it away? In our Turks, that child doesn't have a knife for eating meat?" Zhebie turned around unhappily: "Do you think that my knife is not good enough for a young lady?"
"Open your eyes and watch!" Before Ashnakan could say anything, Zhebie pulled out the knife.
Everyone felt a flash of purple light before their eyes, and a small knife with a purple blade slashed through the air, cutting a black iron arrow in Zhebie's hand into two pieces silently.
"Wow, what a sharp knife!"
The little girl had a look of surprise on her face. She didn't even want the pile of treasures on the stool and jumped up happily.
"Hiss," the generals gasped and their eyes widened.
"The material of this knife seems to be purple gold!"
"That's right, it's Zijin. Zijin has the effect of breaking defenses. Is this knife a fifth-level knife?"
"Zhe Farewell, you are crazy. Won't such a precious Xuan Weapon cause trouble for the young lady?"
"Shut up, everyone. This knife has been with me since I was a child. It belongs to me. I can give it to whoever I want. You have no control over it?"
Zhebie raised his head, arrogantly looking down on the ugly people, put the golden wolf knife in his hand directly into the scabbard, and stuffed it into the little girl's hand: "Take it, don't show it to anyone else except the Marquis."
"Well, thank you, uncle!" The little girl held the knife in both hands, showing her gap teeth, and her eyes became slits when she smiled.
Others treat her as a child and subconsciously ignore one thing. Although Wang Xiaoyou is young, she is already a second-level warlock.
He has spiritual power, and coupled with this purple gold knife that can break defenses, it's just right.
If you really meet a bad guy and get stabbed by a little girl out of the blue, you won’t even know how you died.
"Okay, let's go there first. Is the Marquis still waiting?"
Li Wenhao was waiting in the tent nearby. The generals did not dare to delay. They suppressed the shock in their hearts and walked out.
There was something wrong with the look he was looking at Jebe. According to the custom of the Turkic people, when a child is six or seven years old and can eat by himself, the elders will give him a meat-cutting knife.
The knives of poor families are very common, but the knives of noble families are different. They are not only tools for eating meat, but also a symbol of status.
Jebe's knife turned out to be a purple gold knife. Who among the Turks could afford to use it?
In other words, what kind of status can one dare to use!
It’s terrifying to think about it!
"Zhebie, I don't mean any harm, I actually mean well!" After leaving the tent, Ashinakan looked anxious, chased Zhebie, and lowered his voice: "That knife is unusual. If someone finds it, I will give it to you."
It will lead to death."
"I know what you are going to say, and the old patriarch also said this, but I am not afraid!"
Zhebie's face was calm, without any hint of his usual youthful temperament. He took two steps and when he reached the door of the big tent, he added coldly: "One day, I will level the Jinding Khan Tent and serve the people of my tribe."
Ask for an explanation!"
"You, you," Ashnakan opened his mouth wide in shock, unable to speak.