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"Little rosefinch is fine. You don't need to save it. You can make broth for me here." As soon as the old woman raised her hand, her crutch flew back to her hand automatically. Turning around, she kicked her feet and crawled to the ground, trying to reduce the smell of being.

"What's the use of raising you? If you can't fill your stomach, you can still eat inside and outside. Go and catch a dragon to make lunch for me."

"Yes, yes."

Wen Li was lying on the ground and going backwards, for fear that he would be skinned and cooked later.

At the end of reading, all his anger disappeared. In front of his strength, everything was floating. He bowed his head and clenched his hands. He was still unwilling. But what could he do? He couldn't beat the dying old lady.

Looking at the old woman on crutches to leave, read the end of a hurry to stop her: "wait, you say rosefinch good, you know where she is? How's it going? "

"Why do you want to tell me? Hum, I want to sneak away. Don't forget that little rosefinch brought you here. She also strengthened the light curtain here to protect you. You're wasting her kindness to escape now. Chaos is chaos. I don't want to reason with chaos like you."

Unreasonable result is a kick fly, looking at nianmo's body in the mid air across, the old woman's mood is much better, she raised her arm to Mo Bao waved: "little girl, come here, take a walk with me, I like you so delicate and fragrant aunt."

Mo Bao instinctively wants to step back and open the distance between them. What kind of grandmother is in front of her? It's clearly grandma wolf!

As the ground moved, Mo Bao watched him deliver himself. His hand held the old woman's arm and helped her walk slowly. It was not her will. She lost control of her body.

Bang, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came from far away, shaking the land under Mo Bao's feet. This is not the end of reading.

"Chaos is big, and the meat is not delicious. My stupid brain doesn't know where little rosefinch likes him, but it looks at the guy in the right eye. Ah, I really don't want little rosefinch to be arched by chaos."

"The best may not be the one that suits you best, but the one that suits you best is the one that suits you best, so rosefinch chooses the end of reading, which means that the end of reading is the one that suits her best."

"So, the beast chooses you, and you are the best and most suitable for him."

Ah? This one? Mo Bao is so embarrassed. Why did she reply so much? It turns out that grandma digs a hole here to dance for herself. She is really a strange beast of the old people.

"What about you? Is it the best choice for you? Which is the most suitable one? Or the king of the mermaid clan, the blue eyed feather sea The old woman questions one by one, bombs one by one, for fear that Mo Bao would be a little more comfortable.

Mo Bao's face is burning hot. She's glad it's dark and doesn't have to worry about being seen by the old people around her. As soon as her fluke has been born, a word comes to her ears, splashing cold water.

"Oh, it's thin skinned. If you say that, your face will turn red. Think about it, little girl. Don't rewrite the ending because of your choice."

"What does that mean? What does that have to do with my choice? "

When Mo Bao inquired about the past, he found that the old man around him had already fallen asleep. With her snoring, her body changed. In the blink of an eye, she turned into a huge tree. The crown of the tree was too high to be expected. Mo Bao was really hit. What kind of strange animal is this? It's mysterious and weird.

"Oh, Shhh, Mo Bao, come here."

The sound of nianmo rings. Mo Bao looks around and follows the sound. He only finds that nianmo is lying in the grass with a branch on his head. What kind of shape is this. At the end of the day, he didn't care about the shape. He took Mo Bao and left. He didn't stop until he was sure it was safe enough. This time, he suffered too much.

"Just now, she absorbed all my ability and aura that I managed to increase."

"What did you say?"

Mo Bao's eyes are wide open and his hands are holding Nian Mo's arm. What do you mean? By her? The old man sleeping in a tree?

"Yes, that's what you mean. Just now, she didn't just kick me, but absorbed most of my chaos. Mo Bao, she can read my thoughts. Maybe we can't avoid her in our conversation, but I still want to remind you, be careful, cough, cough."

"Cough, cough, she knows too much about your food system, all the things about our fierce animals, and the sacred animals, especially her attitude towards rosefinch, but we don't know anything about her, Mo Bao. I'm worried, worried."

Read at the end of the words have not finished, a familiar voice on the first ring up.

"Are you worried that I will eat you and not vomit bones, or that I will eat little rosefinch and not vomit bones? Lao Jiu confiscates your spiritual power for the time being. I'm worried that you are tossing the little girl and thinking about sneaking away. You can honestly stew the meat for Lao Jiu. Xiao chaos, just your aura and chaos. Lao Jiu doesn't look at it. Lao Jiu sleeps. I'll wake up tomorrow and see that my lunch is ready. "Mo Bao and Nian Mo look at each other. They haven't spoken for a long time. I don't know how long it took for Mo Bao to breathe heavily. Well, now she just wants to know one thing: "do you still want to run out?"

"Run out? Joke, Ben is going to cook meat. You should rest early. "

At the end of reading, he turned around and left without looking at Mo Bao. Mo Bao thought he was drunk and dancing Yangko.

In the following days, the end of reading stopped, constantly busy between cooking meat, cooking meat and cooking meat, and the combination of smell and smell is seamless, one cooking meat and one catching prey back, busy is not happy, don't use Mo Bao to explain the steps of cooking meat, but each time will fill a bowl of the best broth to Mo Bao.

Mo Bao wants to be a vegetarian more. She wanders around looking for some grass roots and berries that she can eat. It's better to match meat and vegetables. But every day is boring. The old woman sleeps when she's full and eats when she wakes up. It's just like some animal.

Once again, Mo Bao walked to Nian Mo while biting the berry. Looking at the sleeping tree, he murmured, "do you think she has something to do with Xuan ye or Xuan Ying?"

It's all surnamed Xuan. Although Mo Bao thinks that surname doesn't represent anything, intuition has something to do with it.

Nianmo almost fell into the pot. Yes, he didn't think it would have something to do with it. The old woman always said that she was very old. She had seen him pee when he was very young. She was really an old goblin.

Bang!

A wooden pimple bigger than nianmo's head hit nianmo's head. He fell directly into the soup pot. Mo Bao stretched out his hand to pull it and caught only a handful of air.

Oh, a scream, the leaves of the earthquake.

Mo Bao didn't drink the broth. After all, Nian Mo took a bath in it.