The wolf tribe is not big, although there is only one tribe within a radius of thousands of miles, but in the vast area of the sea of grass, such tribes are as vast as stars and countless. According to the elders of the tribe, in many other corners of this world, there are more places that are wider than the sea of grass, there are majestic cities, there are hidden sects, and there are places where humans rule, and naturally, there are also desperately strong demon clan powerhouses. And the sea of grass seems to have become a forgotten place for both sides, where humans and demons abide by the rules that belong to the sea of grass, and although they continue to kill, the two kill each other, forming a delicate balance.

At this time, the wolf tribe has regained its calm, and on the camp in the middle of the tribe, there is a tent that looks like a creeping beast, which is the residence of the tribal chief Shuangwu and the habitat of Qingfeng. The tent is framed by the ribs of a mountain-like saber-toothed tiger behemoth, covered with its hides, and the white bones that occasionally show a corner of the moon shine brightly, like the temperature of the moon.

The tents of the tribe are all like this, covered by animal bones, covered with animal skins, and some are embellished with monsters, which is the merit and strength of the portal owner.

After a night of ups and downs, it was still difficult for people to immediately accept this huge gap and transformation, and although there may be a huge crisis lurking, Aomine's fate is still not decided. People are not reconciled, and they still want to think of a way, and they want to embrace the afterglow of fanaticism again, looking for a glimmer of hope.

In the whole incident, Aomine is more of a spectator, although he is the real protagonist, but as a six-year-old child, at least outwardly as a six-year-old child, he has no say in the tribe.

But even as a spectator, he was tired, especially as a spectator of his own. A night of mood swings, surprise, calm, shock, fear, and a night of dazedness, left him exhausted. Although the thought that he might be bitten off his throat by a sudden demon spirit in his sleep at any time made him excited, but in the end Aomine still fell into a deep sleep unconsciously, and the six-year-old child's body made him let go of the anxiety and fear in his heart for the time being.

The thorn was already in the middle of the night, and soon it was dawn.

"Brother Feng, get up!"

Aomine clutched the corner of the quilt, wrapped warmly in the quilt, and slept deeply. In the haze, I heard a milky cry, but as if I hadn't heard it, I turned around and fell asleep again.

Everything, as usual......

"Brother Feng, get up!"

There was another milky call, and Qingfeng only felt a chill on his back, and half of the quilt had been lifted. In a daze, he tugged on the quilt, wrapped his body in it again, and muttered: "Red Aya, don't make trouble, sleep for a while......"

Next to Qingfeng's bed, a little girl carved in pink, with two watery eyes staring pitifully at Qingfeng who was lying on the bed and ignoring her, pouted, looking dissatisfied.

This girl's dress is also very peculiar, and she is dressed in red all over her body. Red shoes, red pants, red belly pocket, Hao wrist wearing a pair of red silk ropes, a red ribbon in his hair, and a pink and red little face full of baby fat, very cute.

The girl looked at Qingfeng dissatisfied, and saw that he was really asleep again, so she took two steps forward angrily, grabbed Qingfeng's quilt, and tore it away step by step, shouting with a little anger: "Brother Feng, get up~!"

The confused Qingfeng was pulled by her for a while, and under the toss, he couldn't sleep anymore. Squinting at his eyes, he slowly got up, only to hear the milky sneer of the red silk milk in his ears.

"Brother Feng is not ashamed, the sun is shining on the ass bird, and he is still lying in bed!"

Aomine yawned, rubbed his eyes, and then looked at Hong Aya slowly, "Aya Hong, you have a problem with speaking! Get up, don't you get ......up."

"Get up, what's wrong?" Red Aya blinked wide-eyed, confused.

Qingfeng held his forehead with a headache, "There is no one right!come, you follow me, wax ~ candle ~"

"That~Pig~"

"Wax~Candle~"

"That~Pig~"

"Wax~Candle~"

......

After trying for a long time, Hong Aya stared seriously, trying to lip-sync the appearance, so that Aomine finally couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud, "Okay, okay! You won, it's the pig!"

Qingfeng's teasing tone and wicked smile on his face made the girl unhappy for a while, and as soon as she pouted, her eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

As soon as he saw that the girl was about to cry, Qingfeng hurriedly admitted his mistake, where did he dare to tease her, "Okay, okay, Hong Aya is not angry... Isn't this making you happy? Tell me, what are you calling me to do this early in the morning?"

This coaxing, as soon as he changed the topic, was really invincible to deal with a pure little kid like Hongyan. I saw that she immediately forgot what had just happened, wiped her eyes, and said loudly: "Oh, I forgot about the birds!

The Aunt Moon in Hong Aya's mouth is Qingfeng's mother, Hanyue, like frost and black, and she is also a strong man in the eye-catching period, but most of the time she willingly plays the role of a mother, waiting for a pair of children.

"Okay, you go first, I'll be right there as soon as I'm dressed. ”

"Then, Brother Feng, you can't sleep lazy anymore, Aunt Yue will be angry!" The girl looked at Qingfeng seriously, and "taught" in a thoughtful manner.

Aomine nodded amusedly, "Go ahead, you, and use you to teach!"

The girl paced with small steps, and did not forget to turn around as she walked, and admonished Qingfeng, "Brother Feng, you must not sleep lazy anymore......"

Looking at the cute back of Hong Aya, Qingfeng couldn't help but laugh, the little girl was cute and clever, as soon as she saw her, she seemed to forget all her troubles, she became everyone's pistachio at the age of four, and she will pay it back in the future?

He couldn't help but think of four years ago.

At that time, he was just two years old, but the soul in his body made him appear precocious like a demon. At the age of two, he began to run around, and even Shuangwu and Hanyue couldn't look at it, and finally found that he didn't seem to be in any danger, so he let him go.

It was a cloudy evening, and seeing that the rain was coming, he hurried from outside the tribe to his home. But he didn't pay attention.,I tripped over something under my feet.,This trip tripled the red aya.。

What tripped him was a basket made of mahogany, and inside the basket was the red silk that was still waiting to be fed at that time.

He still can't forget that night, in the heavy rain, he was drenched, and his weak body stubbornly dragged the "heavy" red basket, moving towards his home step by step. Red Aya's loud cry kept echoing in his ears, and his heart ached.

It wasn't until the worried Frost Wu and Cold Moon hurriedly came to look for it that they found Qingfeng's stubborn figure in the heavy rain.

After that, at his insistence, the baby girl was taken in by the cold moon and raised with animal milk. And the life experience of the baby girl, no one knows, but I just heard Han Yue talk about it, the red basket that holds the baby girl is woven from Huoyun vine, a kind of rattan that only grows in the south of heaven and earth.

Later, no one came to look for the baby girl.

The baby girl's preference for red, in ignorance, she dragged a red head rope and held on, and since then she has the name of red silk.

In this way, four years have passed, and he has become more and more suitable for his current identity, and Hong Aya has slowly grown up and become his little sister, the pistachio of the family.

The thought flashed, and the gesture of red aya meat pacing small steps resurfaced in his mind, and a smile unconsciously revealed. But in an instant, the corners of Aomine's mouth twitched uncomfortably, and he once again remembered the youkai who would come to tear him apart at any time. Rubbing his face vigorously, shaking his head a few times, and trying to shake the bloody scene out of his head, he quickly put on his clothes, drove two steps away, and walked out of the room.

As soon as she came out, she smelled the smell of fragrant broth, and Red Aya was sitting there blowing anxiously into her bowl, clapping her hands in a hurry.

"It smells so good!" he exclaimed, pretending to be light-hearted.

"Brother Feng, come on! Come on, I'll give you this bowl, you can already drink it!" As soon as Aomine walked out, Red Aya hurriedly beckoned him over, and gave him the bowl of hot soup she had been blowing.

"Haha, my good sister, what a sweet little fellow! You're welcome, don't cry later!"

"No, Brother Feng underestimates people. "Red Aya's nose is slightly wrinkled, and it is cute.

The two of them took a sip of each other, and soon drank the bowl of hot soup, and suddenly felt warm.

Hanyue looked at the two of them with a smile out of the corner of her eyes. It was her years of hard work and hard care that made Aomine feel incomparably warm, allowing him to find a sense of belonging in this rootless world. But today, there was some tiredness in Hanyue's smile, which was incredible for a strong person in the eye-catching period, and Aomine clearly saw a trace of worry and haggard in her eyes.

couldn't help but choke in Qingfeng's heart, and it hurt a little.

"Here, there's more, another bowl!" But Han Yue didn't show a lot in front of her children, and handed over a big bowl of hot soup with a smile, just smiling and looking at the two children all the time, and had long forgotten that her soup was about to be cold.

"Mother, you drink too!"

"Yes, Aunt Yue, you drink!"

"Hey, good, good. Mother is already full, just watch you eat. ”

As she spoke, Han Yue gently brushed the cloud-like black sideburns in her ears, and suddenly looked at the two children.

"Aunt Yue, you are so good-looking!"

"Giggles, look at this kid, your little mouth is so sweet! Aunt Yue, where is your ghost and good-looking, this mold will be a big beauty in the future!"

"Can there be Aunt Yuemei?"

"Yes, definitely..."

......

Aomine lay lazily on the tribe's grass, breathing in the purest air in the world, watching the white clouds drift through the sky like a dream. With his hands crossed over his chest, he made it a little difficult to breathe and his eyes were a little distracted.

The past glides by like a silhouette, as if he had just walked out of the school gate yesterday. At that time, he was still a "three-good student" with excellent grades, classmates, school uniforms, and homework, playing a fixed role, and the school, cafeteria, and dormitory were connected with three points and one line. And now, he has come to a completely strange world, the first entrance exam, is such an incredible question, and the answer is almost incomprehensible, the consequence of failure is to be torn apart bite by bite, torn apart!

Not far away, Red Silk was like a red elf, jumping between the boundless heaven and earth. Sometimes she ran to the side, sometimes ran back, sometimes pounced, sometimes jumped, her energy seemed to be exhausted, and she had a lot of fun.

Tired, she ran to Aomine's side, looking at him suspiciously with smart eyes.

"Brother Feng, what are you doing?"

"Red Aya, do you think my meat is delicious?"

Qingfeng's clueless question made Hong Aya inexplicable for a while, frowning and looking at Qingfeng suspiciously, as if she was pondering what Qingfeng meant, and as if she was waiting for Qingfeng's next words. But Aomine's silence made it difficult for Hong Aya to concentrate, and she felt bored for a while, and she looked left and right as if nothing could attract her, so she had to turn her eyes to Aomine again.

"Brother Feng, what are you doing?"

"Red Aya, what do you say it's like to be torn apart and eaten?"

Looking at Qingfeng, who still didn't know what to do, she suddenly felt aggrieved, and her small mouth pouted, this guy wasn't paying attention to herself at all! She stared at Qingfeng dissatisfied, and after a long time, she realized that this didn't seem to be able to get Qingfeng's attention.

"Brother Feng, what are you doing?"

The little guy has a bit of perseverance, bored, and his head is tilted and he is staring at Qingfeng.

"Red Aya, come, you bite me!

This time Qingfeng was even more excessive, sat up with both hands, and actually handed out his arm and put it in front of Hong Aya's eyes, and looked at Hong Aya with expectant eyes. Now he was full of doubts, what it was like to be chewed up, was his flesh really so tempting?

I saw Hong Aya looking at Qingfeng's white and tender arms, and then at Qingfeng's shining eyes, she blinked her eyes flutteringly, grabbed her two little hands, and bit it with a bite. Don't look at her small person, the strength of her teeth is not small, and Qingfeng's fine skin and tender flesh are also a little painful, and she screamed out "oops".

"Giggles~......!" As soon as she heard Aomine's scream, Hongya immediately burst out laughing, her little hand grabbed Aomine's arm and didn't let go, and she laughed so hard that her head was tilted up.

smiled, lowered his head again, and took a sip.

"Oops!"

This time, Aomine is pretending. But Hongya didn't feel it at all, as if she had found something funny, and laughed out loud.

"Giggles~......!"

One bow, another bite.

"Oops!"

"Giggles~......!"

A little trick made Red Aya happy all afternoon. In the air, a series of cheerful laughter wafted everywhere. This laughter like a silver bell brought ripples of joy in this vast and quiet grassland, and she was like an angel who brought laughter to the world, and just listening to that sound was enough to make people forget all their worries.