Both little ones went crazy. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoTheir super destructive power has thrown the wolves into chaos. There is still a difference between the two. The wolf that was hit by Gu Gu fell to the ground and struggled for a while before bleeding to death. Most of the wolves that were knocked down by Minya were still alive, but they all fled to the mountains in panic.

When the last wolf disappeared into the distant mountains, the sky was also dawning.

Tranquility was restored on the ridge. Kill Gu leaned his back against a large boulder, panting and looking at his chest. There was no more bleeding there, and the wound was healing rapidly. Minya sat there with his back to Killgu, and every now and then he threw a punch or a kick. He can control the impact of every punch and kick on his body within a certain range. Provided that he only uses part of it. It's bad for him. Only being able to use part of his power will put him at a disadvantage the next time he faces Kill Gu.

It was close to noon when Minya saw three people appear on the top of the opposite hillside.

At the front was Xuanba, followed by No. 10 and No. 11.

When he saw the appearance of the three people again, not only did Kill Gu turn his head expressionlessly, but even Mingya's face was very ugly.

Numbers 10 and 11 have patches of white gauze tied to their bodies in multiple places. On the white gauze, there are clearly faint, bright red blood stains, oozing out. You don't have to guess to know that this is all from the design of Xuanba.

Xuan Ba walked to a place where there was still Mi Xu away from the two of them, and then stopped with his hands on his chest.

He smiled. It was the first time Minya had seen him smile, and it was a rare way for him to show kindness.

Minya was a little surprised. Mingya also noticed that Xuanba's eyes were slightly curved, because of the long scar on his face, and the smile made his mouth tilt to the right.

Xuanba's mood was obviously very happy.

And only now does Minya know. Xuanba didn't bother to know their names as he himself said. Xuanba knows the names of everyone here.

Xuanba smiled happily. His smile was approving. It's like my brother seeing his younger siblings who have made achievements: "Kill Gu, Mingya, Zhilang......"

Then, he turned to look at Eleven. He smiled even more happily: "No. 11, the name Shiyi is actually good. Poetry of poetry, clothing of clothing. ”

It's really a nice name. Xuanba's words made the originally sad Eleventh laugh happily.

She forgot all the oath she had made to curse this liar.

"Shiyi, can I call it that?"

When chanting a name that might belong to him, the voice of Eleven is a sweet voice that can only be heard in dreams.

Eleven's eager gaze swept over everyone's faces.

When she saw that everyone was nodding to her, she jumped happily. She whispered softly in a voice as fresh as the flow of spring water: "Poetry, poetry, what a beautiful name." ”

Patiently waited until Shiyi calmed down, and then Xuan Ba smiled and said, "Your trial is over, so we have to return to the world." ”

Follow behind Xuanba and go straight down the mountain. After walking for a while, Minya felt something different about this place. When she looked back by chance, Minya found that she had only left a distance, and the mountains behind her seemed to slowly disappear below the horizon.

Around sunset, Minya saw a few wisps of cooking smoke rising from the valley in the distance. They are like flags fluttering.

Zhilang lowered his head, he repeatedly remembered the few fairly clear roadmaps in his mind. He stubbornly believes that this mysterious place hides a lot of good things. So if you still have time, you should do a good search. Jiro's proposal was ignored by everyone.

With her own name, Shiyi became a newborn baby again. She's a little too lively. She was bouncing all the way. Because he was tired of coping, Xuanba, who was already willing to chat with Ming Ya, became cold again.

Kill Gu walked a few quick steps intentionally or unintentionally, and walked side by side with the nervous Mingya for a while.

He always kept peeking at Minya's face, his mouth was still pouting repeatedly, and then he made a loud sound: "Bang ......"

The air he exhaled ruffled Minya's hair, and then he asked curiously, "Tell me, how did you do it?"

It's true that Minya is still a little guy, but he has already learned to hold grudges.

Seeing the look of envy on Kill Gu's face, Ming Ya still said viciously: "Next time you dare to sneak attack me again, you will be able to see it." And when the time comes, your whole chest will explode, trust me. ”

Finally out of the mountains. The night has completely covered the world. Mingya saw that there seemed to be a lot of people in front of them, standing quietly in front of them.

Xuanba left Minya and them, and he screamed like a big child.

"Oh Lala, is it really Senior Brother Baxuan who came to pick me up?"

Without waiting for Xuanba to rush to the man's side, the man's body with a more flamboyant expression flicked. When Xuanba's arms were stretched forward, the man's big hand fell on the back of Xuanba's neck. His big hands are strong. After being caught, Xuanba had no ability to resist. He was like a dead dog, grabbed and then lifted up. Then he was thrown into the big river in the distance by Ba Xuan.

Gollum......

Xuanba's coughing and choking sound after choking on water was very loud, even if he was in the rushing stream, Mingya could hear it clearly.

"It's so dirty again, don't come up until you wash it. ”

Compared with Xuanba, staring at this man struggling in the river, he is called truly majestic.

However, his arrogant style made Mingya very vigilant.

Mingya had been following Xuanba all along. After listening to Ba Xuan's words, he looked down at his condition and took a few steps back wisely.

After encountering the wild wolf, Mingya's body is even more dirty than Xuanba. Ming Ya immediately felt that a senior brother like Ba Xuan was not very suitable for him.

When Xuanba grunted and jumped up from the river, Ming Ya noticed that there was a group of people standing in front. At this time, they were all looking at themselves with burning eyes.

In the middle of the group, a tall carriage was clustered. On either side and behind the carriage stood eight burly men with long knives at their waists.

It was set up by four tall horses. They raised their heads proudly, and from time to time they shook their slender necks. Their graceful mane fluttered like snowflakes.

The tall carriages were inlaid with beautiful ornaments of fine work, gold or silver. The carriage was covered with a curtain made of brocade.

"Kid, you're Minya, aren't you?"

As Minya's gaze passed, a woman's soft voice came from inside the carriage.

Minya was a little overwhelmed.

Then an elderly woman walked from the side of the carriage to the carriage.

The old woman reached out and pulled the door open. Minya saw that inside the car was a noble lady sitting upright and with an extraordinary bearing. Her hair was coiled high, and a somewhat simple but extremely intriguing jade step was inserted into it.

The lady's age is difficult to judge, and she looks like she is about thirty. It was a slender and tall woman. Her face was calm, but Minya still saw a kind and slightly sad look on her face.

The old woman stood up with her arms in her arms.

They slowly walked up to Minya. Minya noticed that although the lady's skin was still fair and smooth, she already had fine crow's feet at the corners of her eyes. From the moment the lady got out of the car, Minya had been watching her.

His body couldn't help but tremble a little. And every time the lady took a step closer, the stronger the urge to cry out.

After seeing her walk in front of her and open her arms towards herself, Ming Ya couldn't bear to see her sad. However, the instinct engraved in his body is more alert. Just when Minya bit his lower lip tightly, still a little overwhelmed, his body had already quickly avoided it.

Mingya's actions made the noble lady's eyes reveal a touch of sadness.

After Minya avoided it, the noblewoman raised her hand and stroked her forehead. Then she commanded the old woman who was holding her in her arms in a tired voice: "Take it." ”

The old woman who had been looking at Minya nervously first bowed down when she heard the words. Then she turned and returned to the carriage. She quickly reached out and took out a long cloth bag from the car.

The lady reached out and took the sack. She pulled out a large rolled-up piece of paper from the cloth bag. Then, with the help of the old woman, she slowly pulled the big paper away with trembling hands.

The big paper is painted with a young man with a stubborn look on his face.

The loss of a loved one becomes a painting, and it is a grief-stricken thing.

Such a painting closes the distance between two people who are also grieving.

Father always has a smiling face in front of Minya. Even if Mingya naughtily set the house on fire, the expression on her father's angry face seemed to be more helpless.

Minya had never seen such a stubborn-looking look on her father's face. But just one look at it and he could recognize it. The boy in this painting is his father.