Qin Hao took the opportunity to look at the little doll-like person who was held in his hand.

I saw a delicate little face that had just stopped crying, and at this moment it was aggrieved and wanted to cry, its small mouth was deflated into a small strip, its big eyes were flashing, and a little teardrop was like a diamond in its eyes.

Even Qin Hao, who was more than seven or eight years older than her, couldn't help but be stunned when she saw the girl's stunning face that was already beautiful and fragrant before she had even grown up.

After a trance, Qin Hao's heart admired and feared:

"I really didn't expect that the spirit disciple who thought he had seen countless beauties on TV and the Internet could be almost hooked by a teenage girl. Sins and sins, I'm such a beast! Phew, not as good as a beast. ”

After Qin Hao scolded himself a few words in his heart, he quickly put the little girl on the ground gently, and asked her without squinting:

"Little sister, where did you fall, do you want my brother to help you take a look, or do you want my brother to send you somewhere?"

After saying this, Qin Hao himself felt that whether it was the title, tone, or content, the taste was strange, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart about his evil.

Of course, the stunning little girl in a beautiful dress didn't think much about it, and when she heard that Qin Hao didn't inquire about her origin, she suddenly let down a lot of guard in her heart.

Looking back now, Fang Cai made such an outrageous move because he was too scared, and after calming down, he suddenly blushed with shame.

Qin Hao is an old straight man of steel for more than ten years, he saw the little girl's face and thought that she was enduring the pain, and when he saw that she didn't reply, he asked again:

"Can you tell my brother where your home is, it's okay to point in the direction, how about my brother carry you over?"

The little girl responded after the initial embarrassment, she first nodded, staggered in the direction of the main peak of Jintai Peak, then shook her head, and finally lowered her head.

Although the little girl didn't speak, Qin Hao could still understand the meaning of her series of capricious movements:

I can tell you where my home is (nodding), where my home is (Jintaifeng), it's too far from there, you can't walk with me on your back (shaking your head), what should I do (bow my head).

Qin Hao was speechless for a moment, and he tried to ask again:

"Then I'll send you to the Zhenxian Pavilion at the outer gate, and let the deacon send you back?"

The little girl looked ignorant when she heard this, and finally asked out loud:

"What kind of place is that, Meng'er doesn't know. ”

Qin Hao was relieved to see that this little beauty named Meng'er was finally willing to speak again, and now he was finally able to communicate smoothly:

"It is the outer gate of Jintai Dongtian, and Zhenxian Pavilion is the place set up by Jintai Feng to manage the outer gate. ”

Meng'er nodded thoughtfully when she heard this, and then said:

"Meng'er's home is in Jintai Peak, which means that Zhenxian Pavilion was sent by Meng'er's family, so Meng'er will go there. ”

It's good to have a place to go! Qin Hao is having a headache How to deal with this little fairy's daughter-like dream, this wilderness, and she can't just throw her little crying bag here, his conscience will not be happy.

He leaned down and crouched down, and said softly:

"Can Meng'er tell my brother where he was injured now?"

Hearing this, Meng'er pointed to the little feet covered by the skirt and said:

"It's painful here, but my mother said that Meng'er couldn't let the man see the place covered by the dress. , but the dream hurts so much. . . Woo."

Meng'er was nervous and shy and forgot about the pain just now, but after noticing it now, she couldn't help crying in pain again.

Qin Hao's head grew when he heard Meng'er's cry, he was most afraid of the cry of a young girl, after all, his sister was also a little crying bag since she was a child, as long as she cried, she would not have any good things for him.

Thinking of his sister, Qin Hao, looked at Meng'er's gaze and suddenly softened a lot:

This dream's squeamish appearance is really similar to that of her sister when she was a child, and she looks even more beautiful and cute than her sister.

The softest place in Qin Hao's heart was hit by Meng'er, and the image of the little sister in his heart gradually merged with today's Meng'er.

Today's situation seems to coincide with the scene of comforting her aggrieved sister when she was a child.

The corners of Qin Hao's mouth couldn't help but show a doting smile, and his voice became gentle from the heart:

"Good dreams don't cry, if you cry again, you will become a little flower cat, the big brother closes his eyes and doesn't look, just use his hands to feel how Meng'er's legs are, okay?"

The crying Meng'er felt Qin Hao's gentle smile and magnetic voice, and she really regarded Qin Hao as her own brother and threw herself into his arms.

The uneasiness and grievances in my heart burst out, and the cry became louder:

"Woo wow! brother! woo woo~"

Qin Hao simply sat on the ground with his buttocks, holding the soft and boneless dream in his arms, and gently patted her petite back.

After Meng'er's emotions were almost cathartic, he put her down in his arms, gently helped her dry her little face, and said:

"Okay, don't cry, right? Brother help you look at your legs, if Meng'er really hurts her leg bones, if you don't deal with it quickly, you will become a little cripple in the future?"

Meng'er had already let down all her guard against Qin Hao at this moment, and she still said with some sobs:

"Then, then you should be lighter, and your dreams should not become a little cripple. ”

Qin Hao slowly covered Meng'er's ankle with his hand, and as soon as Fang touched it, he felt a big bulge, which meant that Meng'er's ankle should be fractured, Qin Hao's eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle deeply:

I can't find anyone who knows how to heal in the middle of the mountain where there is no village in front of the village and no shop in the back, and I don't dare to run with her on my back.

When he walked slowly to Zhenxian Pavilion and then asked the deacon to help send Meng'er back to Jintai Peak, he didn't know how long it would take.

At that time, it may really delay the time for treatment, and I don't dare to bet on whether Meng'er's family will be able to cure her again.

When Meng'er saw Qin Hao, who had a serious expression and frowned deeply, she couldn't help but wrinkle her little face, and asked nervously:

"Brother, Meng'er's foot is not seriously injured, will it become a little cripple?"

Qin Hao patted Meng'er's little head and comforted:

"Definitely not, with my brother here, I'm not afraid. ”

After seeing Meng'er nodding convictively, Qin Hao called out to the old scholar in his heart:

"Scholar, scholar, come out and help me, I won't be right!!! Meng'er's feet may have a big problem if you don't deal with it, Scholar!"

"Stinky boy, have you forgotten how you arranged me just now?

The old scholar's unhurried voice echoed in Qin Hao's mind:

"This little girl is not an ordinary person at first glance, and it will be okay if you take her back like this. ”

Of course, Qin Hao was not as indifferent as the old scholar, he continued to plead:

"She's a little girl, you can bear to see her suffer? There's a better way, just tell the boy." ”

The old scholar was so gruntled by Qin Hao's rambling that he could only tell him helplessly:

"Okay, okay, when did you get so kind, if you didn't want her to suffer, would you only be able to use the spiritual power in your body for fighting?"