When Chu Junhan went around to the side, the whole person relaxed. In the jungle, the cat, a seven-year-old child, don't think about it, this person is Zimo.

Zimo didn't notice that Chu Junhan was coming around, and he pinched his nose vigorously and howled, with a smug smile on the corner of his mouth.

Chu Junhan couldn't cry or laugh, he didn't know if he wanted to praise him for being smart, or was he naïve...... Well, he really seems like he's just a kid.

The milk baby walked over lightly, coughed lightly, and poked Mo's shoulder with a meaty hand: "Senior brother, what are you doing?" ”

Zimo was pinching his nose with a smug face, but he just shook his shoulders and didn't look back: "Scare my junior brother, shhh, don't make a sound." ”

"Who to scare?"

"Division...... Senior Brother ......" Zimo turned around, as if he saw a ghost, screamed, sat on the ground with his buttocks, and patted his little chest: "Senior brother, you scared me to death." ”

Chu Junhan clasped her hands to her chest, she finally saw the little boy's lost soul, and her heart was very comfortable, very comfortable......

As she swept the boy's face, the corners of her mouth slightly hooked up on her face.

His face was blue and swollen, his hands were horrific and his clothes were torn open.

"Senior brother, who are you fighting with?"

Zimo felt the surprised gaze of the milk baby, he sneered and picked his head, and pointed to his side with a small chin: "I just killed a wolf, don't say it, this wolf is so fierce." ”

Next to the little milk baby, there was a gray wolf lying with no obvious wounds, and the cause of death could not be seen at a glance.

"Isn't my junior brother afraid of wolves, when I came out of Gong, I found that this beast was not far from us, and I was afraid that my junior brother would be afraid when he saw it......"

Except for Jun Han's eyes widened like copper bells, he was almost about to applaud the little boy: "So you led it away?" ”

Cen Song's disciples are indeed all perverts, one is a reborn person, and the other is ...... At the age of seven, he can kill wolves.

Zimo just laughed twice, and did not answer Chu Junhan's question, but got up and grabbed the wolf's front feet, dragging it hard: "Senior brother, don't be in a daze, come and take a hand, I have dragged so far by myself, I am a little tired." ”

Chu Junhan admired the little boy in front of him so much that he threw himself to the ground, and in response, his two little hands grabbed the wolf's hind legs, and used his strength to lift the wolf up.

"Why didn't Senior Brother run away?"

"Didn't my junior brother leave me behind?"

After speaking, the two looked at each other and smiled.

In the night, two little men carried a wolf towards the thatched house. Not far from them, a dark shadow stood, watching them leave.

Behind the black shadow, there are gray wolves, and their wolf king is being carried away by the villain......

"Senior brother, it's almost winter, this wolf skin is excellent, senior brother will make you a little leather jacket." The little boy walked behind, carrying the wolf's leg with one hand and hiding behind his back with the other, waving his hand at the shadow, signaling that he did not have to follow.

Chu Junhan struggled to carry the wolf's legs, and wanted to refuse, but when he thought of the injuries on the little boy's body, he turned his back to the boy and nodded: "It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate." ”

"Oh, junior brother, don't say your name, it's disgusting."

"Is there one?"

"That's nature."

In the mountains and forests, two immature and hearty laughter echoed, and disappeared into the night with the setting sun.

The black shadow, the constant motionless watch, the night falls. The darkness around him also made him escape into the night, nowhere to be found.