The thief who "met me in a desperate place" was like seeing Ganlin in a big drought, and he couldn't close his mouth with a smile. I moved my lips "with difficulty": "What...... It's you ......."

"Why can't it be me?" the thief asked rhetorically, I pretended to be nervous and looked at him, he was even happier, and grinned with bared teeth: "Think I'll be able to sit back and relax if I am caught?"

I swallowed, and didn't speak. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a behemoth swaying in this direction for a few breaths, and then went back.

"Gasp—" I started retching again, and the thief's hand on my chin bounced off like it was burned. He said in disgust: "Don't dirty the master's hands, otherwise when the master uses you to go out, he will break your neck!"

He didn't mention the matter of the little dragon, and he really didn't know about the existence of the little dragon? Could it be that he could also see that I had the qualifications to train the dragon? No, no, his tone at that time directly said that I was a dragon trainer, but it was not just as simple as seeing the qualifications.

I thought to myself, retching as I continued to retch, clenching the stone in my hand and ready to stun him!

He turned his head faintly to observe the surroundings: "Little girl, since you sent it to the door yourself, stay good." When the changes in the formation subside, I will use my internal strength to help you recover. Wait for the master and the white dragon to go out...... Ugh!"

Impartially, when his head happened to be facing away from me, I used all my strength to hold the stone and smash it down.

"Go!" I grabbed the thief's upside down back, grabbed the clothes on his chest with my hands under his armpits, gritted my teeth and dragged back. The little dragon also flew over in an instant, and swept away the two tails of the white dragon's eyes.

While the white dragon was protecting his eyes, we dragged the thief into the gap in the formation with one person and one dragon......

We stopped at dawn. At that time, I was already sweating profusely, my hair was drenched, and I didn't want to get up when I fell down in the snowdrift with my back against the trunk of the tree. Xiaolong also stuck out his tongue and lay in the snow to "cool off", eager to bury himself in it.

What's even more frustrating is that after a short break, I was shocked to find a serious problem!

Although, the formation that had been changed overnight finally stopped.

Moreover, I remember that the road I walked on last night had a forest and a bamboo forest, but the forest in front of me was just a stretch of wood, and there was not a single bamboo in sight.

Oops, isn't it the wrong way?!

"Foxy, fly up and take a look. Where's the road?" I reached out and dug out the little dragon from the snowdrift, holding its little head and shaking it. The eyelids struggled several times, but they still didn't open. However, its nose moved.

"Sniff sniff – sniff. The little dragon sniffed a few times with his eyes closed, and the dragon's whiskers curled, "Why does it smell of blood?"

I hurriedly looked at my dress, only to realize that it was wet in front of me. It was all red blood, and it wasn't mine, and I looked at the thief who was still unconscious, and the collar around his neck was covered in blood.

Oh my God! I won't have killed him with that stone last night, will I?!

"Don't be lazy, don't be lazy, fly up and find your way. We have to send him out for treatment, otherwise the two of us will be busy last night!" I grabbed a handful of snow directly, broke Xiaolong's mouth and stuffed it in, "Hold on, I'm optimistic about you!"

It shook its head violently and threw out the snow slag: "You master is too rude! I am one of the ten ancient dragon clans, how can you do this to me?"

Complaining is complaining, it still flies up obediently. I immediately turned to examine the wound on the thief's head, and there was a half-finger-long cut on the back of his head. Fortunately, it was winter, and the wound had been blocked by blood clotting.

Eh, such a big wound dares to be discovered now...... But don't die!

It was not easy to snatch the thief back, and if he died, it would be a waste of so much sweat and the strength of my little lady to "play dead" last night.

I quickly pulled off what little underwear I had left, bandaged the wound on the thief's head, and looked at his face again, and it was very bad—it was blue in white. I tried to breathe, but it was faint and unsteady. Grabbing my hair, I looked up and said, "Monkey, are you okay - sneeze!"

Yes, little lady, my powerful body also has to be cold.

I touched my nose, which was a little blocked, and I must have been sitting on the snow when I was sweating profusely, and suddenly I caught a cold and gave birth to a wind chill. Slip your fingertips above your eyebrows and rub your forehead vigorously as it gradually hurts.

"Found it, found it!" the little dragon fell, and stopped when it came to my eyes, as if there was an invisible thread tied to its body, and it was tense at this time, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

I still closed my eyes and rubbed my fingers on my forehead harder and harder: "Why don't you go find Gao Yanli and Mrs. Xu first and bring them over." I don't think I can hold him anymore. ”

Xiaolong blinked and looked at me for a moment, then at the man on the ground, and then at the sky: "Master, this ice and snow, why don't you go back with me." Wait a minute, I'll take Gao gradually away from that kid to carry people, anyway, this is in the formation, and the thief is injured and can't run. ”

"Go ahead...... Why are you so verbose?" I wrung my eyebrows at it, "I'm just a little tired and I can't die." I don't know if the dragon is gone, we can't be careless. ”

The little dragon still didn't leave: "But, if that dragon finds you, you can't beat it! If you can't beat it, you may be bitten to death by it...... Dragons like ours with the bloodlines of the Ten Ancient Dragons will not die because of the death of their master. Still, it's sad......"

"Hurry up!" I couldn't stand it, grabbed its tail and threw it violently, but I didn't throw it far, the little lady I didn't have much strength, "I don't fight with it, I threaten it with the life of a thief!"

I pulled out my dagger and slapped it on the thief's neck.

The fox rolled over in the air, kept looking at me, and saw that I could still think of threatening the person the dragon wanted to save, so it left with confidence: "Master, you just keep moving like that! I'll be back soon, right away!"

I nodded subconsciously, and immediately pressed my forehead again: "Hiss-" What are you nodding?

When Gao gradually left and returned with the fox, I was already hanging like a noodle on the thief's back, if it weren't for the dagger in my hand. This pose looks a little ambiguous, ahem.

"Shallow?!" Gao gradually left the pounce, his steps were too hurried, and a flying snowflake was stirred. I lifted my heavy eyelids and saw a burning face, he ignored the thief and reached out directly to cover my forehead, "Why is it so hot?!"

I frowned, was it hot? Why did I feel so cold and shivering?