Whoa!

Two sharp spears blocked the way, and the ghostly eyes of the cat guards standing on either side of the pavilion were frosty.

"Let me out!"

Qianling hurriedly pounced on the spear, but was blocked by the spear again, and the guards on both sides raised an arm and dragged her back to the pavilion.

Brown sugar fell from her arms, like a soft and fluffy black cloud falling to the ground, raised her cat face and looked at the two guards who dragged the girl back to Mo Qingli, shook the fried hair, and pounced on the ankle with a "meow".

The guard was in pain, glared at the fat cat at his feet, and instinctively wanted to fly up—

"Presumptuous. The cold and deep man's voice came from the stone table, and the guard had already screamed and flew out of the pavilion, slamming heavily on the ground and raising ashes.

Picked up from the ground by a pair of hands, Brown Sugar looked at the man with a gentle face in front of him, and "Meowmeow" fluttered and wanted to break away.

"Let go of me, don't you want me to go, what are you doing with me now......" Qianling was countered by another guard and held her hands in front of the stone table, struggling, and the burden on her shoulders slanted down.

Grandma Tao and Xiaonuo hurriedly ran forward and helped her up, the guard glanced at the old man, then looked at Mo Qingli on the side, let go and stood aside.

"Are you okay, Xiaoling?" Grandma Tao looked at her worriedly, and then looked at the black cat in Mo Qingli's arms, her expression was still surprised, "I really didn't expect that Xiaoling, the cat you raised would be my own grandson......

Qianling bit her lip and didn't answer, her eyes were still a little red, and she slowly stood up and sorted out the burden on her shoulders.

The noon sun is empty, and the flowers outside the pavilion are dazzling.

A cup of tea on the stone table was steaming, and it was slowly lifted by slender fingers.

"No matter what, you are my son's savior......" Mo Qingli slowly sat back on the stone bench, took a sip of tea, and said in a faint voice, "Make a price." ”

"Price?" Qianling smiled coldly, "Do you think brown sugar is an item?"

He only bent his lips and smiled, the tea was fragrant, and his fingers caressed the black cat in his arms:

"The name brown sugar is too arbitrary. My Mo Qingli's son is the son of the five-vein patriarch of the orcs, so I naturally have to be cautious when naming such a noble identity. ”

"I will pick and choose well, and give him a bright name, from now on this cat clan is his home, and I will do my best to give my son the best life, the best everything......"

He slowly raised his charming Danfeng eyes and looked at the girl standing in front of the stone table:

"He follows you, what else can he do but suffer?"

Qianling looked at him blankly, and her eyes gradually became empty. Biting his lip little by little, a trace of blood gradually melted between his tongue.

Grandma Tao looked at Mo Qingli for a while, then looked at brown sugar for a while, paused for a long time and said with difficulty:

"Xiaoling, even if you ...... He was obsessed with his son and did many wrong things, but he was also punished, and for many years there was still no man and half woman under his knees, brown sugar ...... It's probably the only child in his life, see if you can ......"

Grandma Peach choked up and didn't continue.

Qianling stood there, letting the wind blow her hair and skirt, and there was no light or emotion in her empty eyes.

Brown Sugar squinted and lay on the man's lap and took a nap, and the two meaty cat ears were crooked and warped, shaking from time to time.

Mo Qingli looked at the girl's silent appearance, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice for a while:

"Miss Qianling...... If you are willing to give my son back, I swear by Mo Qingli as a personality that I will never stop the return of the half-breed again. ”

Qianling's eyes twitched, and she looked at him blankly, and a glimmer of light lit up in her empty eyes, struggling and fluttering.

"How?" he quickly caught the glimmer of light in the girl's eyes, stood up with the black cat in his arms, and walked slowly to the girl.

"If you agree, I'll send someone to arrange a place for the half-bloods in the Bard, and I'll be responsible for informing the other chiefs, and I can even try to convince them to let you stay ......."

"No need. ”

She stood there with her head bowed, her chestnut hair swaying in the wind, sometimes showing that expressionless face, and her voice was shaky:

"I promise. ”

Mo Qing looked at her steadily, his eyes gradually filled with joy, and slowly held the brown sugar and bowed deeply to the girl.

Qianling silently returned the salute to him.

Grandma Tao burst into tears for a moment, stepped forward and held the girl's hand tightly, wanting to say something, but she choked up but couldn't cry.

Xiao Nuo hugged the tearful Grandma Tao and rubbed it to express comfort, and then slowly walked to the man at the stone table, curious and tentative, reached out and gently poked the chubby black cat in his arms:

"Brother......

Mo Qingli looked at him a little sluggishly, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, which was so gentle and dazzling that it dispelled all gloom at this moment.

Grandma Tao looked at the big and small two people around the brown sugar and looked and touched, sighing with tears:

"It's a pity...... The child appears to be too badly defective, has no human form, and cannot speak......"

Mo Qingli stroked the fluffy fur of brown sugar, and a pair of Danfeng eyes were full of tenderness:

"So what, the father will raise him for the rest of his life. ”

Qianling was slightly stunned, raised her eyes to look at the man's eyes full of love and warmth, and a sour feeling surged into her heart.

The afternoon sun is warm, and the black cat's fur is shining.

Mo Qingli watched the girl step forward quietly, stretched out her hand to cover the head of the brown sugar, and before she could speak, she saw the fireflies flying in front of her......

The mountain pavilion was lit up in a moment.

The girl stood in the light, the rising fireflies like flames, and she was the wick of the burning candle.

"Cat Patriarch ......"

A thread of fluorescent light spread from the girl's fingertips, and a four-leaf clover totem was imprinted from the black cat's forehead, which disappeared in an instant.

"I hope you mean what you say. ”

The flowers are blooming, the sun is like honey, and the outline of the distant mountains is reflected in the skylight.

She turned to leave, her back was a white dress rising in the wind, and her chestnut hair was fluttering, hidden in the scorching flowers.

Mo Qingli looked at the few fluorescent lights rising from the brown sugar's forehead, raised his eyes to look at the girl's back, and his eyes trembled slightly.

That's what it is......

The power of the angels?

"Where is Sister Xiaoling going?" Xiao Nuo looked at her back, a small frown.

"Xiaoling!" Grandma Tao shouted at her, "Wait, stay with us! Let Li'er go and talk to the fox patriarch, there must be a way to ......"

A hand was raised lightly in the daylight and waved slowly.

She didn't look back.

"Meow. ”

A voice came from behind him, over and over again.

She didn't look back.

……

……

"What a little cat...... Newborn?"

"Little thing, it's good luck for you to meet me, see you are so dark, so small, like a sugar cake...... It's better to simply call it brown sugar. Huh, like it or not?

……

……

"Brown sugar, this is Xiaoyue, come and say hello, you have to get along well in the future!"

"What about me...... I don't expect to be rich, and I don't want to be so powerful, as long as I can be happy with Brown Sugar and Satsuki all the time, I'm satisfied. ”

……

……

"Brown sugar...... Satsuki is gone, Satsuki is gone...... Where did you say he went...... Where have you been...... Why don't you come back......?"

"Brown sugar, in the future, I only have you. ”

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The field of vision is blurred, leaving only a burning eye of gold.

She walked forward, one step, two steps, and a little blood dripped from her hands that were clutching her nose, and fell to the ground to bloom all the way with gorgeous flowers.

The four-leaf clover turned on and out, and went out and on, like a depleted oil lamp struggling in a strong wind.

I once wanted to accompany someone all the way, I wanted to keep someone for him, I wanted to be with someone, I wanted to stay with anyone.

Her lips were stained with blood, and she stared directly at the mountains and lights on the horizon, like a stubborn confrontation, trembling, back and forth, and finally stopped the drop that wanted to come out of her eyes.

At the end of the day, everyone found their belonging.

The one who wants to wander the world is the only one from beginning to end. ()