Because of the shock, Qingtong couldn't speak for a long time. When he came back, Qingtong subconsciously asked, "what is this?"
Feeling Qingtong's surprise, Mo sang quickly stood up and replied, "this is our cub. I just don't know why it looks like this. I hope Qingtong can cure his disease and let him recover as soon as possible."
Hearing that Mo sang said it was a cub, Qingtong put his heart back into his stomach and looked down at the strange cub. Although he resisted, he came to him like treating other patients and began to check his specific situation.
Although Qingtong's treatment of orcs is not finished by directly giving them the spring of life, under normal circumstances, he will give orcs to drink their own drugs to treat their diseases. He will give them the spring of life unless he meets patients who can't be cured.
Although Qingtong has no idea of seeing, hearing and asking, he has already done so.
Qingtong first sat aside and looked at the cub, then asked about the recent situation of mosan's cub, and then approached the cub to carefully feel the cub's breath and prepare for the final treatment.
However, I didn't feel good. As soon as I felt it, Qingtong noticed the abnormality.
This cub has no soul.
As long as an orc has a soul, even some small animals have a soul. They know pain and fear, and will make the most direct response to injury. However, this cub has no soul. Although he looks alive, it is just the most intuitive response made by the body.
The first time I met an orc without a soul, Rao was a well-informed Qingtong, who was inevitably at a loss.
Qingtong looked at the cub, sideways looked at Mo sang, who was still waiting for his answer, pursed his lips, and finally chose to tell the specific situation.
Qingtong looked at Mo sang and said sincerely, "I'm sorry, I can't cure your cub's disease."
Qingtong didn't know how to tell mosan that there was no soul, so he changed the matter to another way: "if you are good for your cub, let it go and run away."
This is the disguised meaning of letting mosan kill the cub.
Qingtong cherishes every life, but he can't cherish a body without soul. After all, no one knows what this body without soul will do.
As soon as Qingtong's words were spoken, Mo Sang's eyes turned gray in an instant. After a moment, his eyes were filled with a bit of fear.
Zhang Xiaoyu is a delicate person. Even in the orc world, she is particularly delicate to be a baby. Langxing has had a baby. Naturally, she is not interested in this strange baby, so Mo sang does everything to take care of the baby.
So, the specific of this cub, mosan is actually the most clear.
Mo sang did not know that once he saw the cub bloody his body with his claws, but the next moment he became better. He also saw more than once that the cub climbed into the kitchen very quickly in the dead of night and swallowed the meat with blood.
However, even so, Mo sang still carries the possibility that the cub may be gifted, but at the moment, Qing Tong said it bluntly, Mo Sang was stunned.
Mo sang looked at Qingtong and asked with luck, "adult Qingtong, do you really have no way?"
Qingtong shook his head and looked sideways. It was clear that he was just a cub, but he opened his mouth full of sharp teeth and sighed: "he is no longer the cub you know with me. If it's really good for him, send him away as soon as possible."
Qingtong said and left.
Mo sang looked at Qingtong's back, looked sideways, closed his eyes, and the quiet cub on his face disappeared in an instant.
This is his cub. How can he give up?
Although it was terrible, it was just a passing thing for Qingtong. He felt that Mo sang should deal with the cub.
Therefore, after healing the owner of Linghu tribe, Qingtong rushed to the next tribe.
Qingtong was busy until the rainy season began, and then hurried back to the tribe.
When Qingtong returned to the tribe, his cub had grown from the size of a palm to the size of a small milk dog.
The pup the size of a suckling dog has the same chestnut cat pupil as Jiujiu. What he likes to do most on weekdays is to open his eyes and sell cute for his own good.
For example, he often uses his good-looking advantages to cheat other cubs to eat snacks.
And even if other orcs knew they were cheated by the cub, when they saw the cub's big watery eyes, they not only forgave the cub in an instant, but even wanted to bring out all the snacks in their house to the cub.
When Qingtong comes back, Jiujiu is teaching the cub angrily.
Relying on his good looks, the cub cheated on eating and drinking on weekdays. This time, he cheated the cubs in the tribe to catch sheep for him.
Although the goats have been kept in captivity for a year and have long lost their wild nature, they are still very big and will still resist. Can you imagine that five or six xiaodouding who are not as tall as goats run after a group of goats and are chased by a group of goats to call their mother?
If Jiujiu wasn't going to cook some goat's milk and for the cubs, how long would these cubs have to run?
On weekdays, even if the cub is naughty, he almost killed people this time. Jiujiu taught him a lesson to understand what he can do and what he can't do.
After scolding, Jiujiu went to the kitchen to prepare lunch, leaving the cub standing on the stone bed alone with a sad face.
He made his mother angry. My mother must not like him. I'm so sad and want to cry.
When Qingtong came back, he just saw the cub sucking his nose and about to cry. Looking at the poor cub, Qingtong only felt that his heart was about to melt.
Qingtong reaches out his hand to hold the cub in his arms and walks towards the kitchen.
At the moment when he was held in his arms by Qingtong, the cub bared his teeth and was ready to resist. However, he bared his teeth. The cub smelled the familiar smell on Qingtong's body. The originally blasted hair immediately became soft, stretched out his little tongue and licked Qingtong's fingers.
Feeling the cub's cleverness, Qingtong picked a little corner of his mouth, raised his hand and touched the cub's small head. Looking at the busy Jiujiu, he said, "I'm back."
Jiujiu turned around and saw the much thinner green pupil. A trace of heartache crossed her eyes: "it's hard. I'll make you what you want to eat."
Qingtong wanted to say I want to eat you, but because some children are not suitable for this topic and the cubs are here, Qingtong can only swallow the words in his mouth and sip his lips: "I want to eat the barbecue you made."
Hearing that Qingtong wants to eat barbecue, Jiujiu directly gets up to pickle the meat so that Qingtong can have a big meal.