Chapter 31

"Nanhe, I found Ah Teng, and Dr. Han's son is indeed here."

"Along the way, I met many little goblins, and I gave the hat to a barefoot little girl."

“At night, Ah Teng invited me to hot pot.

I also drank some wine. The mutton here is so delicious. Let’s eat mutton hotpot together when we go back."

“It’s so cold in the mountains, I can’t sleep even if I’m so cold.

But the stars here are very beautiful, and I feel very close to the sky."

"Xiao Nan, Dr. Han has left, I feel a little uncomfortable."

...

Yuan Xianger said a lot. When she was worried that Nanhe might not want to hear it and was about to stop, the lines on the talisman would always lit up in time, and Nanhe's short response came.

Often there is only one "Yes" or "Yes", but the slightly magnetic sound doesn't sound that impatient, so Yuan Xianger continued to talk.

The empty mountains, snow ridges and romantic galaxies are huddled in an uninhabited hut on such a quiet cold night, wasting their spiritual powers wantonly, chatting with an alien elf in the distance is really a unique and interesting experience.

Yuan Xiang'er was almost exhausted of her spiritual power before she could barely let go.

The next morning, Ah Teng, who had not yet died of hangover, hung softly on Yuan Xiang'er's arm, watching her help save the millet porridge that she almost burned.

"Stand up, I can't do anything if you do this."

Yuan Xianger put a handful of dried longan into the cooked millet porridge, then stirred an egg, and the fragrance came out.

"Our snake tribe is originally soft, and it has been soft for hundreds of years and cannot be changed.

What's more, it's winter."

Ah Teng started to cheat.

Yuan Xianger laughed, "You are different from when I first met. How serious you were at that time, and your behavior was full of pride, which made me think I came from where the female lady came from."

Wang Teng slipped down from Yuan Xiang'er and sat on the windowsill. She raised her fair neck and looked into the distance with beautiful eyes, "At that time, I was determined to be a human being."

I imitate you hard and desperately, always thinking that everything is like a real human.

It’s different now. I just need to live a happy life, and there is no one to care about anymore.”

The door outside the yard opened, and Han Youzhi came in with a bucket.

"Xiaoyou, come and have breakfast. Xiang'er and I cooked delicious millet porridge together."

Xiao Teng poked his head out and waved to him, "What are you doing when you get up so early?

You need to sleep the most at your age. I remember when I was as old as you, I fell asleep all winter."

Han Youzhi stood in front of Teng, letting her scold her, and even had a little undetectable smile on her face.

Yuan Xiang'er glanced blankly and did not expose what she said she had cooked millet porridge together, but just helped to knock two eggs.

She could see that she really liked this child, and the boy who suddenly lost everything did indeed regard the demonic world as his home.

While having breakfast, Yuan Xianger talked about the past when she found this place.

"The little girl holding a golden ball?"

Xiao looked up in surprise, "Well, four or five years old, wearing a short brown cape, barefoot.

It's exactly the same as humans, and there's no flaw at all."

Yuan Xiang'er was busy bringing Wu Yuan a cup of warm water to prevent him from choking when he ate too much dried fish.

"That's a misogynist, a charm created by a vengeful spirit."

Xiaobian reminded her, "She has a bad temper, so don't mess with her.

She has lived for a long time and is very strong.”

"I said she was scary, Ah Xiang, you don't believe it."

Wu Yuan agreed in ambiguously.

Ah Teng suddenly remembered something and grabbed Yuan Xianger's sleeve, "Has Xiaonan entered the stage of detachment?

Please remind him to be careful. Recently, the monsters in the entire Tianlang Mountains are looking for him, hoping to swallow his Tianlang bloodline in one bite when he is weakest."

"Out of the dead?"

This is the first time that Yuan Xianger has heard of the word "Lishen".

After breakfast, Yuan Xianger said goodbye and left.

Ah Teng and Han Youzhi sent her far away together.

The boy wearing a moon-white cotton robe finally raised his sleeves and bowed silently to Yuan Xianger.

Yuan Xianger suddenly saw the shadow of his father from that thin body.

Walking on the road down the mountain, Yuan Xianger kept thinking about what Ah Teng said in her heart.

It turned out that Xiaonan was experiencing such a dangerous and difficult thing, so he always made himself covered in wounds, so he had to go back to Tianlang Mountain alone.

"Wu Yuan, do you know what is the Ligand Era?"

Yuan Xianger asked Wu Yuan.

"I don't know, I heard that I had to go through the process of reshaping the body repeatedly, and it hurts so much."

Wu Yuan squatted on Yuan Xiang'er's shoulder and shook her body, "We cat demons don't have this period, and most demons don't have this period. Even if we become a big demon, we can only experience a thunder tribulation."

"Just a thunder disaster?"

Isn’t the thunder tribulation scary?”

"At that time, my father will definitely help me, there is nothing to be scary."

Wu Yuan said proudly.

Yuan Xiang'er understood that this was a second-generation demon who was loved by her father.

She remembered the little wolf hiding alone in the tree hole with blood all over her body.

Nanhe is the last celestial wolf in this world. In his most difficult period of escape, he not only does not have the protection of his partners, but also has to constantly avoid the harm of various enemies.

"Are you going back?"

A woman's voice suddenly rang by the roadside.

The little girl, known as misogynist, exposed her small body from behind an old locust tree.

The black and trunk tree trunk made her skin paler than snow.

"Yes, I'm going back now."

Yuan Xianger quietly took a step back.

"Play the ball with me for a while?"

Misleading his hand from behind, holding the golden ball on his small fingers.

There was obviously no wind, but the two pom poms under her hat brim began to flutter. The snow under her feet spread under the invisible pressure, and the cold snow mist pounced on Yuan Xianger.

Most demons are pure, powerful, unreasonable, and never abide by the rules of human society. They express their desires in a blunt manner and act only based on their own preferences.

Although Yuan Xianger was unhappy, she didn't want to fight with her, so she reached out to take the golden ball in her hand and said, "Okay, then I'll play with you for a while."

She played this kind of ball since she was a child and was very skilled. When she raised her hand, the golden ball rolled along her arm and rolled down from her other arm. Before she landed, she was lifted up by her toes. The golden ball turned high in the air, shining brightly, making a pleasant jingle sound.

"Wu Yuan, come! Then!"

"Look at me!"

Wu Yuan jumped down from Yuan Xiang'er's shoulder, and her body changed in the air, her braids flew up, her golden boots, her young man with a fur flew and a golden ju, and her snow cat played with the frost and flower shadow.

Then, the small golden ball flew towards misogyny. The mask-like face of misogyny finally showed a little smile. She spread her small arms and gently caught the spinning golden ball with her forehead.

The little girl was flying in the snow, her thin brown cloak spreading, like a moth flapping in the world of ice and snow. The golden ball rolled back and forth with her movements, as if it was integrated with her, spinning around ripely and freely, and the crisp ringtone teleported from afar.

The three of them were having fun, and forgot the tense atmosphere before, showing off their skills to each other and doing their best.

Misérogue is the one who plays the best among the three. Yuan Xianger, who has been in contact with since childhood, and Wu Yuan, who is flexible, are far inferior to her.

"Okay, okay, there's no way to compare, I can only admit defeat."

Yuan Xianger was sweating all over and stopped panting.

The black round turned back into a cat shape and meowed several times unwillingly.

“It’s been a long time since I had such a fun time.

I usually play alone.”

Miserable stretched out a small finger to press the ball, and the hollowed-out ball spun around her white fingers.

"Originally, I also had a friend who played ball together."

She looked at the shiny golden ball that was rubbed, "She is a human child, lost in the forest and discovered by me."
To be continued...