Jun Wuxian raised his eyebrows slightly, but the little sheep suddenly lowered his head, opened his small mouth, and began to gnaw on the grass at Jun Wuxie's feet, eating it very deliciously.

"This spirit beast is not afraid of people? Isn't the level too low? Qiao Chuxiao's tears flew out, it was the first time he saw such a stupid and cute spirit beast, if the spirit beast next to him saw someone there, the low-level one would have run away without a trace, but this little guy, obviously he had just been ravaged by them, but he was still not afraid to stay here at all.

Still in the mood to eat?

Aren't you afraid that they will kill it?

"Judging by its size, it looks like it has just been born, it should be too low in spiritual sense and does not know the danger." Rong Ruo really likes such a stupid little sheep.

"Have you ever seen a newborn sheep with so much wool on it?" Qiao Chu raised his eyebrows, and he was speechless.

As if he hadn't heard Qiao Chu's conversation, the little sheep continued to bow his head and eat grass, grass, grass.

Jun Wuxie's footsteps moved to the side, originally wanting to give the little guy some place to eat, but he didn't expect that Jun Wuxian had just taken two steps, and the little sheep followed with his little hooves.

When Jun Wuxian stopped, it also stopped, lowered its head again, and continued to eat.

“…… Does it mean that he likes little evil people? I know birds have a nestling mentality, this sheep ...... Is this also the case? Qiao Chu scratched his head and said.

"Not really." The ballad is very sure.

The sky has gradually darkened, the temperature of Lingyue Spring has dropped, Jun Wuxian They tossed for a day, and they should rest, so they will repeat their old skills and go up the tree!

The little sheep that was originally sticking to Jun Wuxie's feet to graze suddenly found that Jun Wuxian began to move, so he didn't care about eating, and continued to follow.

Outcome......

The little sheep looked up at the towering tree in front of him, looking at Jun Wuxie's swaying figure, and his big teary eyes were full of despair.

"Baa~Baa~"

"Do you want to bring it up?" Qiao Chu looked down at the small almost negligible white dot under the big tree, this little guy was really persistent.

"Not necessarily." Jun Wuxian said coldly, when he lay down, he threw down the medicine bottle containing the ability to disperse spirit beasts in his hand, and the medicine bottle fell next to the tree, the little sheep was startled, jumped away a little, and saw that there was no movement, and walked over with courage, lowered his head and sniffed, and pushed it twice with the tip of his nose.

"Are you afraid that it will be eaten by other spirit beasts?" Qiao Chu looked at Jun Wuxie's actions and said with a smile.

said that he didn't care about the little sheep, and he didn't throw things down with a soft heart, but he ......

Qiao Chu was very skeptical, with the IQ of that stupid little sheep, did he know that he would use that bottle to save his life at a critical moment?

"Sleep." Jun Wuxie's body turned, closed his eyes and rested, Qiao Chu and the others tacitly understood it, laughed for a while and then fell asleep.

Under the tree, the persistent little sheep is still making a soft cry, after a long time, the night is thick, the little sheep standing under the tree seems to be tired, this stopped crying, it coiled its four little hooves, fell asleep according to the roots of the tree, after lying down, but did not forget, stretched out its head, bit a bite of the grass on the ground, but this time it did not swallow, a small face wrinkled, quickly ate the grass just eaten into the mouth, all spit out.

"Baa ......"

It's not tasty, it's not tasty at all.

The complaining little sheep closed his eyes and fell asleep aggrievedly, with a crystal clear teardrop faintly hanging in the corner of his eye.