It's also the New Year, and the atmosphere in the Land of Blood Wolves is much more normal. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yuan Qinqin didn't raise small animals at first, but now she will gradually do.

This little thing is much easier to serve than people and children, what to eat, not picky eaters, and even sometimes Ah Li Xiaohong and Xiaobai are naughty, carrying Yuan Qinqin on his back to feed his younger brother some strange things, and he eats it correctly, like a small trash can.

Because it was the New Year, the mother tree released a more dazzling light than usual that night, and every household also took out the things they usually saved and were reluctant to eat and stew them in the pot, and the fragrance was stored all over the street, and it did not disperse for a long time.

In the center of the people's settlement, there is a thriving small street, Half Moon Street. The variety of snacks on the street is full of people's mouths.

In fact, the ingredients are very simple, and there are not many kinds of things that people can eat.

However, since life has been helpless to this point, of course, it is necessary to live a sense of ritual, Yuan Qinqin feels that these Moon Clan people are like this.

Yuan Qinqin only learned after arriving here that because the demon clan is the descendant of the flying eagle Xiaoyue, although each small tribe has its own title, they collectively call themselves the Moon Clan.

On this day, the people of the Moon Clan threw away the heavy pressure of survival, and under the care of the mother tree, they lived another New Year in this remote desert.

The children were naturally cheering, especially the small garbage cans, eating on the street until they went down the street, and Tsuruzawa, who was in charge of the money, counted him down with disgust, and reluctantly paid the bill.

Yuan Qinqin also opened a small stall on this street, if she wants to survive, she has to merge into the Yue Clan, not to mention that there are so many children to raise.

Xiguang knew the idea of his "aunt", and did not hesitate to donate his prey and the strange things he received, Yuan Qinqin felt that she could not take advantage of the "eldest nephew", and told him that she had three or seven points, and she cherished seven points.

In fact, in this case, let people open the market, do business, farm and live as before, just so that everyone can rely on it and not be frightened by the harsh natural conditions.

For him, it doesn't matter if he has money or not, how much money he has. The important thing is that his emotions have had sustenance since Yuan Qinqin said his identity, and he can rest assured and boldly do something for her, as if he was born to make him proud and satisfied.

Xiguang was also taken aback by his "admiration", and then comforted himself as a matter of course, he was used to living a life without mother's pain since he was a child, and it was easy for God to send a big aunt, he was too excited.

The woman in the distance blended in completely with the background, dressed in pitch black, and even covered her face with a whole mask.

It must have been uncomfortable to dress, because she was always twisting candy from time to time, restlessly tossing her equipment.

Xiguang's eyes sank, and he remembered the snow-white wrist he had seen before, and he didn't know if she still had a piece of good meat on her.

She was sick, and there was nothing he could do about it, so he begged her not to suffer too much.

Since the last time she came back, the skin on her body was like a pinched face, and it would fall off at the slightest touch, which frightened many children.

Unfortunately, after watching the witch doctor for a long time, the old man only shook his head and said that it was strange, prescribed some tepid herbal ointment, and instructed Yuan Qinqin to apply it to the affected area and wrap it up until it was cured.

But who knew that it was out of control like this, and now there is no way to go out without a mask, Yuan Qinqin is covered in medicine, tightly wrapped, this time the treatment course is twelve days, and she is not allowed to take a shower and remove the bandage, and the whole person is rancid.

She died once, and she also knew that she couldn't remember herself, although she was carrying people, she saw that in some places the skin fell off and only the muscles remained, like a red caterpillar, but she still felt that the days were picked up by herself, and she had to let go of life.

At this time, she used her gloved right hand to support the mask on her face, and was in a daze, while watching the movements of the little things from afar, looking at the little trash can in a daze, eating and having fun, remembering that there was such a child in the past, and it was so easy to feed.

When I think of this, my chest feels like something is blocked, and it hurts to my throat.

Tears of sadness flowed out without warning, sliding down the cold mask.

Leng Buding heard a voice that was quite close and said coldly: "Demolish this stall for me." ”

Before Yuan Qinqin could react, the small stall in front of him flew out with a bang, and it swirled in mid-air with a buzz, and was completely sucked away by a rubber band-like suction.

Yuan Qinqin was dumbfounded, and when she looked up, the face of the initiator was cold, and her expression was arrogant and angry.

"Phantom sound..., I paid the booth fee!" Yuan Qinqin really can't believe it, with the support of her eldest nephew behind this, how can anyone still come to open her stall?

But because she has a big nephew, she can't rely on his name all the time, so she only looks at Phantom Yin stubbornly with an inquiring eye, she feels that she needs to give her an explanation.

The person who gave the explanation was a small batgirl beside Phantom, who stood up and blocked the look of substance, her face full of anger.

"Bold foreigners, who do not bow their heads, dare to look at the saint so directly! This is the ancestral hall of my bat clan, today the saint wants to open the altar to worship the ancestors, and idlers should avoid it! ”

Yuan Qinqin turned her head and saw that she had indeed placed the stall in front of a dark gate, the ancestral hall?

The architectural style is indeed very different from the surroundings, but it has never been opened here, and there is no sign at the door, a black hole, and the ghost knows whose house and what hall.

Seeing that there were no more small vendors around, and no one informed her, she was the only one left to touch the mold.

Looking at Phantom Yin's face again, the corners of her cold upturned mouth were tinged, indicating that she had expected this result.

If you want to say why this person has to get along with her, it's just for a love word.

But she will marry herself, and when the time comes, the two of them will kowtow to her elders, and she will have to call herself an aunt.

Thinking of this, looking at Phantom's smug pretty face, it feels funny.

"Childish."

"What did you say!?" The little batgirl gritted her teeth, and the phantom expression behind her cracked.

"I said, the Holy Maiden is still Yunying before she is married, and she already has the demeanor of a young concubine, such a fairy-like person, it is really not worth it to be angry for a small person like me, don't you say?"

"I heard that the marriage between the young lord and the Holy Maiden has been put on the agenda, congratulations first."

Yuan Qinqin congratulated the finish, and secretly regretted that the confiscated goods were still gritted her teeth and squeezed over with phantom sound.

I only heard a piercing voice in my ear: "This time it should be your last warning, stay away from him!" ”

Yuan Qinqin smiled disappreciatively and walked out.

"A-Niang, A-Niang! We're back..."Not far away, the cubs jumped up, squeezed into the crowd of onlookers, and came to Yuan Qinqin's side.

The situation at this end was sudden, and the faces of the people who were observing this side from a distance instantly turned bad: Phantom Yin was actually docile since he was a child, and then he followed the pseudo-lord, and somehow became more and more gloomy.

It's not a big deal today, but it's a pity that I'm uncomfortable in my heart.

"Someone." He whispered.