Can be in the next second!

The gaze fell on the arm.

Shougong Sand is still alive!

Even though Mo Xi felt that he was dreaming, he still looked at the red dot on his arm.

Rong Mei and someone else have a baby???

Mo Xi suddenly sobered up.

But as soon as I closed my eyes, I took two deep breaths before I opened them again.

The air is instantaneous.

After a while, Mo Xi raised his hand and pinched himself.

Hiss!

Depend on!

Not a dream!

There really is such a good-looking little boy!

It is still in the deep mountains and old forests, inaccessible, and the red cliff mountain is like a ghost gate.

Even she, a person who didn't believe in ghosts and gods, was shocked.

You must know that it is difficult for an adult to live in this place, let alone a three-year-old child.

"Mother!"

Mo Xi was just about to question, but his cute heart softened by this kind and soft "mother".

The little guy looked up at her with his head up, black grape-like eyes, pure and clean.

The long eyelashes are like a fan, faintly trembling.

Mo Xi looked down and saw the tender and soft little hand, still holding her index finger tightly.

"You've mistaken someone." After Mo Xi's identification, this is definitely a personal cub.

"Mother!" The little one called again.

Mo Xi saw that those crystal-like eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

As soon as the heart is soft, the mother will be the mother!

Pick up this big son for nothing, and earn it too!

"Then, you tell me, mother......" Mo Xi was still a little unaccustomed: "What's your name?" ”

"Think."

The little guy is good to call his mother, and he speaks beautifully.

The immature children's voice echoed in the cave, like a heavenly sound.

Think!

Hearing this name, parents should have read books.

"Who did Si Xun come from?" Mo Xi squatted down and let the little guy stop looking up.

The little one stopped talking, just looked at her with watery eyes.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Mo Xi didn't ask anymore, presumably there would be adults looking for him, how could such a young child enter the mountain alone.

But no matter how good-looking the little cute baby is, her hair is very messy, the clothes on her body are also shabby, and she is scraped everywhere, surrounded by an irregular sika deer skin.

The shoes on the feet also leaked holes, and the little toes were exposed outside the soles, which was clearly a small shoe.

The nails are also long.

It's really not like a child who just got lost.

It seems that I have lived in the forest for a long time.

is obviously tattered like a little beggar, but because the little face looks as delicate as the painting, the little expression even if he longs for Mo Xi to admit that he is his mother, but there is no half of begging for pity.

On the contrary, it is more lovely.

Outside, the sun was warm, and the cold of last night was swept away.

Mo Xi led the little guy and wanted to go back.

Perhaps his father and mother had been eaten by wild beasts long ago, leaving only the poor child.

Just out of the hole.

Wow!

This battle!

Dozens of wolves were circling around, looking at them fixedly.

It doesn't have to be so grand!

Mo Xi has never taken the initiative to disturb the lives of animals, let alone any greeting or farewell rituals.

At this time, as soon as her index finger was loosened, the little cute baby stood in front of her with her little short legs upside down, and stretched out her two arms.

"Mother!"

This voice was addressed to the wolves.

When Mo Xi saw this scene, his heart warmed.

is so small, in the face of a group of terrible wolves, he dares to use his little body to protect his mother.

A straight little back, so resolute.

It seems that there is a husband who is incompatible.

But the wolf howl of a she-wolf suddenly stunned Mo Xi.

It turns out that these wolves are not here to practice for her, but to find this little milk baby.

"Why is he here?" Mo Xi looked at the Wolf King.

The wolf king bowed his head slightly and howled softly.

Mo Xi couldn't help but look at Xiao Si Xun in front of him.

It turned out that the child was treated as a wolf cub by the she-wolf and had been living with the wolves for a year.

It was the she-wolf who picked it up in the mountains.

As soon as the she-wolf in the pack gives birth to a wolf cub, she will let the little one drink milk.

At night, the wolves were still lying beside him, using their bodies to warm him.

So even after a year in the old forest of Moriyama, he is still so white and tender.

"I will take him out of the forest, he does not belong here, nor does he belong to you."

Mo Xi could see that these wolves were fierce in nature, but looking at Xiao Sixun's gaze was so gentle, he was very reluctant.

Xiao Sixun turned his head to look at Mo Xi fixedly, and for a moment, his little face smiled sweetly.

Sweet as honey.

Then he looked back at the wolves.

He withdrew his two short arms, picked up his tattered and shortened little robe, and knelt down directly.

Regular, soft and cute, kowtowed to the wolves three times.

Then he stood up, and his little hand grabbed Mo Xi's fingers again.

This is Xiao Sixun's gratitude to the wolves for saving their lives and nurturing them for a year.

Now he is leaving with his mother.

The wolves let out a sad howl.

Although Mo Xi knew that the feelings of animals were sincere and pure, they were beasts after all, and Xiao Sixun was a human cub.

Her hand, in turn, took Xiao Sixun's soft little hand.

Mo Xi obviously felt that the little guy's small body stiffened.

This made Mo Xi feel a little distressed.

The two held hands and walked in the direction of the Seven Eyes Spring.

The wolves were reluctant to think about it and followed it all the way.

Mo Xi didn't disperse them either, after all, they might never see each other again in the future.

The little one has short arms and legs, but is very flexible.

It may be that living in the forest for a year has already exercised.

But after all, it was a three- or four-year-old child, and in his previous life, his parents were not even willing to give it to kindergarten.

"Come here!"

Mo Xi stopped and called out to the Wolf King.

The tall wolf king came over, and Mo Xi picked up Xiao Sixun and put it on the back of the wolf king.

He had also ridden a wolf before, but today was different, it was Mo Xi who hugged him.

The fleshy little face was full of happiness.

There are young wolves leading the way in front of a few tens of meters.

The other wolves protected Mo Xi and Xiao Si in the middle.

A huge procession weaves through the forest.

"Wow~~~"

The forest is dense, and there is no young wolf leading the way.

But when Mo Xi heard this roundabout sound, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Front.

The second scumbag, Ha Yingting, blew up the hair on his body, as if he was hit by lightning.

It trembled, but it still had the courage to intimidate the vicious wolves that met on the narrow road.

Last night at the Seven Eyes Spring, it started chasing Mo Xi, but it stepped on a hedgehog halfway and injured one of its front feet.

I didn't keep up with Mo Xi for a while, and I could slowly find it by following the smell.

He had thought that a heavy rain poured it into a daze, and there was a thunderclap that frightened it into hiding in the bushes.

It's easy for the rain to stop, but I can't find Mo Xi's scent.

It had gone from dark to dawn in this forest, and now it was tired and hungry, and it was fluttering, but it did not expect to meet a pack of wolves sadly.

The dog wants Owo!

This is born from the same root, so why not be in a hurry to fry each other.

Can't you see that we look the same, the same ancestor?

A few young wolves who took the lead, with suspicious and sharp and fierce eyes, lowered their heads and stared at the scumbag Erha.

They also found that the goods on the other side looked similar to themselves, but their eyes were not right and they couldn't understand the language.

A few light-year-old wolves immediately prepared for battle, dispersed, and prepared to attack.

(End of chapter)