Fang Ling slowly pushed the door of the firewood room open, and when he pushed it open, the firewood room was not big, and there was an 11 or 2-year-old girl in the corner.

The little girl was wearing a deerskin dress, her hair was combed into two small braids, and she wore a bone necklace around her neck, and her little face was like a jade carving, very delicate, a rare beauty, plus the wheat-colored skin, and a little more wild taste, like a wild cat.

As soon as she saw Fang Ling come in, the little barbarian girl immediately showed her two tiger teeth with her long mouth, looking very fierce, but there was a trace of fear in her eyes, just like a frightened kitten.

Fang Ling took off the knife on his back, threw it on the ground, and said empty-handed: "Little girl, I have no malice. ”

I don't know if the little barbarian girl understands it, but her expression hasn't changed at all, except for vigilance or vigilance.

Fang Ling frowned slightly and asked, "Can you understand what I said?"

Seeing the little barbarian girl and being indifferent, Fang Ling thought about it, and walked towards her step by step, every time she took a step, the little barbarian girl's expression became solemn, and her eyes stared at Fang Ling.

When Fang Ling was only a meter or two away, she suddenly rushed up and was about to bite Fang Ling on the neck, like a cheetah pounced.

Where would Fang Ling be bitten by her, his body was slightly on one side, and he dodged her attack.

The little barbarian elephant has a bit of martial arts foundation, her actions are very flexible, she turned around, and bit towards Fang Ling again, this time she didn't bite her neck, she bit directly on her hand.

Fang Ling couldn't help but smile, and as soon as he turned around, he came to her skill, grabbed her back collar with one hand, and lifted her up.

The little barbarian girl was taken aback for a moment, and shouted loudly: "Bastard, let me down!"

Fang Ling let go of his hand and threw her down, and at the same time laughed and said, "I thought you really couldn't understand me." ”

The little barbarian girl hurriedly retreated to the corner, glared at Fang Ling angrily and said, "Of course I understand, what you said is not bird language." ”

Fang Ling half-squatted down, and said with a warm smile on his face: "It's good to understand, little girl, I have no ill will towards you, I'm here to save you." ”

The little barbarian snorted lightly and said, "Do you think Miss Ben is deaf? I heard everything you said outside, and you are in the same league as those wicked people!"

Fang Ling didn't expect this girl to have such sharp ears, and her eyes were full of cunning, which showed that she was very smart, so she said, "Those people are indeed my subordinates. So, if you want to get out of here, only I can do it, or do you want to be locked up here forever, little girl?"

The little barbarian girl bit her lip tightly and said, "I won't believe you!"

Fang Ling shrugged and said, "Okay, then how can you trust me?"

"Dagger, if you give me a dagger, I will believe you!" cried the little brute.

Fang Ling understood, and shouted out of the courtyard: "Brother Lu, go find Lord Luo and bring a dagger." ”

Lu Bei heard it clearly outside the door and exclaimed: "Your Highness, this ......"

Fang Ling smiled slightly: "It's okay, the little girl will give it to her if she wants." ”

It didn't take long for the little barbarian girl to have an extra dagger in her hand, Fang Ling smiled slightly: "With the dagger, you can defend yourself, I fulfilled my promise, you should also believe me, right?"