Detection of piracy! The splendid world, three thousand prosperous.

In the early winter, the dark carvings on the outskirts of the suburbs are contrary to the lively atmosphere of the capital, the top of the vast snow-capped mountains is full of green plants, and the bare strange rocks are lined up one after another, and the white snowflakes on them make the place more and more desolate and cold.

A young man in a dark coat is trying to climb up the boulder with both hands tightly holding a vine, he is in the year of dancing spoons, his skin is extremely white, but the reflection on the snow is a little whiter than the first snow of winter!

The young man's body was hanging high in the air at this time, and he was squinting his eyes as thin as willow leaves, and said earnestly to the wolves who surrounded him with a look of longing: "Ink dyed face is white and thin, and his body is not high, even if you are fed, but you can't fill your stomach?" Why don't you go back with ink dye first, and ink dye must bring my white, tender and delicate junior brother with you, okay?"

There were about a dozen wild wolves below, and at this moment, the wolf eyes with a ghostly light were all releasing their greed for food, and it was clear that none of them understood his words. Or even if a certain wolf knows the human language, he doesn't want to pay attention to this cunning outlier.

Seeing that the wild wolf's face was full of excitement and ferocity, Mo Ran couldn't help but swallow his saliva and muttered to himself: "These wolf brothers really don't have any sense of humor, in fact, Mo Ran is also hungry, but God has a good life, and Mo Ran doesn't plan to take you as lunch." ”

He twitched his nose, which was a little blue from the cold, and his breath turned slightly, and the black figure pulled upward, and in an instant jumped up to the bump of the boulder.

Seeing this, the wolves let out a releasing cry, and instead of teasing them again, Ink Dye carefully searched the rock wall. Soon, he found a few green plants from under the snow on the rocks.

"So you're hiding here! Venus grass, also known as stone reed, is good for water, clearing the lungs and releasing heat, don't look at you inconspicuous, it's actually quite powerful!" Mo Ran held up the herb and shook it, his face full of smug smiles.

At that moment, the wolves under the stone let out an unstable whining, and Mo Zye looked down to see that the wolves seemed to have given up on his lunch and instead gathered around a young girl who appeared at some unknown point.

The girl combed two cute braids, looking only six or seven years old, but her skin was wheat-colored and healthy, especially against the backdrop of the big eyes that were spinning in the bones, she looked sassy and heroic at a young age.

The wolves were rushing towards the girl, and in shock, Ink Dye hurriedly put all his strength on the soles of his feet, and at the same time he took out the thistle terrestris and shot it on the buttocks of several wild wolves.

The wild wolves were in pain, and the few wolves who were beaten turned their heads and pounced fiercely at the ink dye, and the rest of the wild wolves smelled the smell of blood, and their expressions became more and more hideous.

Mo Dye is not very old, and his martial arts have not been practiced to the point where he can change his posture in the air, he and the wild wolf met in the air, and under the panicked counterattack, his shoulder also made the wolf's teeth bite hard!

There was even an extremely strong gray wolf that knocked Ink Dye down with a single blow, and his two paws were also on Ink Dye's shoulders, and he was opening his bloody mouth to bite again. But I heard a pleasant and immature voice sound: "Ash, stand down!"

When the beast heard this, there was a flicker in the wolf's eyes, and then it jumped away obediently.

"Stand away, and don't hurt him!" the voice commanded the other wolves again.

The whole pack of wolves really slowly retreated, although a few of them still showed fierce eyes, but they didn't dare to attack again.

Mo Ran pressed the wound on his shoulder, and the little girl had already jumped in front of him: "Big brother, are you okay?

Mo Dye was suddenly so ridiculed by this young girl, and he grinned softly when he was stunned: "Mo Dye is compassionate, originally I watched the wolves bully you to help, it turned out that Mo Dye was nosy, then I will leave!"

Ink Dye got up from the ground and turned to leave, ignoring the bleeding wound.

The girl didn't expect him to say that he would go, I don't know if he was very angry with his temper, or if he was too good and smiled from the bottom of his heart, anyway, the girl didn't want to let him go like this, and wanted to catch up in a hurry, but he didn't know that his calves were short, and he stumbled on a stone and fell to the ground!

Startled by the deafening knockdown, he looked back to see the little girl prostrate on all fours, just raising her face and pursing her mouth with a pitiful expression that was about to cry.

With a smile on his face involuntarily, Mo Ran turned around and squatted in front of the girl: "Little girl, are you okay?

"Who is the little girl, Miss Ben has a name and a surname called Xia Jiang!" After Xia Jiang shouted this, he was shocked to realize that the other party's answer was obviously deliberately against the content of his ridicule of him, was he laughing at me?

"You...... Bully!" He obviously ordered the wolves to retreat and save him with good intentions, how could he ridicule himself?

The more Xia Jiang thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, so he simply pursed his mouth and cried.

The "heroic woman" who had just ordered the wolves to suddenly return to a young girl, which made Mo Ran unexpected, he smiled a little dumbly, and then stretched out a palm to Xia Jiang and said softly: "It's the big brother who is wrong, don't cry, okay?"

Xia Jiang first wiped a handful of snot and then reached out to hold the palm of the ink-dyed hand, regardless of whether the snot rubbed on the other party's hand.

"What big brother, don't you call yourself ink dyeing? If you bully people like this, I'm going to call you by your name!"

"Well, as long as you don't cry, you can call me anything. Mo Ran pulled up Xia Jiang, but he didn't dislike the snot and tears on his palm: "You are so young, why are you alone in this deep mountain, and how can these fierce wolves obey your command?"

Xia Jiang was tugging at the sleeve of the ink-dyed coat to wipe her tears, her face was clean, and then she raised her head and glared at the ink-dyed pout: "Because of the fight between countries or something, I was abandoned in the ravine just after I was born." I grew up in a pile of wild wolves, and they are Xia Jiang's relatives. Xia Jiang was picked up by his mother last year, but Xia Jiang will not forget the wolves and will often come back to see them. You're bleeding?"

Xia Jiang saw that his palms were stained with red, and only then did he notice that the wound on his ink-stained shoulder was still bleeding.

"It's okay, ink dyeing himself is a healer, and it's fine if you apply medicine. Mo Ran took out the gold sore medicine and white yarn from his arms, but he couldn't see the shoulder injury clearly, and he couldn't tie it up well after a long time.

"Tsk, stupid enough, let me help you. Xia Jiang jumped in front of Mo Ran and snatched the white yarn: "Xia Jiang's greatest wish is to want peace in the world, and there will be no more war chaos where you fight me and I fight you......!"

Mo Ran looked at the stubborn expression on Xia Jiang's heroic little face, and for unknown reasons, a sense of peace and joy swelled up, he smiled very gently, and his voice was as warm as the winter sun.

"If you help me bandage, I owe you a favor. In this way, in return, ink dyeing will surely make your ideal come true. ”[.]