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One of the mastiffs even moved closer to He Yiyang's neck and opened its mouth.

The Salivary fluid in his mouth fell onto He Yiyang's face. He Yiyang struggled as he looked at He Yibiao, begging for help.

He Yiyang, whose mouth had been stuffed shut, could not see the coldness in those familiar eyes, and she shut her eyes in despair.

After a loud boom, the earth shook and dust flew into the air. He Yibiao laughed out loud, and in the end, he still won. In front of the cave, he set up a cage.

A faint mocking voice sounded from within the dust. It was Xiao Menghan's voice. "You're laughing too early."

Liao Xiaoli had always been in a state of mental detachment from her body. From her faint state to her final faint, to waking up, to seeing the Mo Xiaoran in front of her carrying a cute and cute little doll, then to the surrounding wolf-like mastiffs, finally, Liao Xiaoli's gaze fell on the little doll in Mo Xiaoran's embrace. She asked puzzledly: "This is your baby?"

Mo Xiaoran and Xiao Aoyou were playing together, and the little fellow had just finished eating most of the dried meat in one go.

If she had not rubbed him until he became like this, the little guy would still continue eating. Mo Xiaoran was trembling in fear when he saw this little guy for the past few days, but his appetite had doubled as much as it could as he stared at Mo Xiaoran with widened eyes.

"Yes." Mo Xiaoran replied as she saw that he had woken up.

Mo Xiaoran gave her a bottle of water and placed Xiao Aoyou on the floor of the cave. He told her to let him lay on the dry grass that Xiao Menghan had prepared.

Seeing that he was free, Xiao Aoyou anxiously waved her small hands and sprinted towards the pile of dried meat.

Seeing Xiao Aoyou's actions, Liao Xiaoli curiously asked what he wanted to do.

Mo Xiaoran embarrassedly coughed as he pulled on Xiao Aoyou's leg that was fat like a lotus root.

Xiao Aoyou cried out in protest, the sound was even more terrifying than the howl of a wolf, even more intimidating than the roar of a tiger. Liao Xiaoli's face turned ugly, she remembered the other sound, the one she heard last night.

There were only the two of them and one young one in the cave. Liao Xiaoli looked around anxiously and realised that everything that fell from their hot air balloons was picked up. She looked at Mo Xiaoran suspiciously.

Mo Xiaoran smiled, and did not explain.

Xiao Aoyou tried several times to struggle free from Mo Xiaoran's grasp but to no avail. He anxiously used his small hands to grab onto Liao Xiaoli's pants, borrowing her weight to struggle free of Mo Xiaoran's grasp.

Mo Xiaoran had originally just reunited with her son, and was feeling exceptionally pampered in her heart. However, when she saw that Xiao Aoyou looked as if he was even closer to her than his mother, she raised her hand and slapped his buttocks, which was like two white and tender steamed buns.

A clear and melodious sound echoed out from within the cave.

Xiao Aoyou's skin was extremely thick, to be exact, he did not feel anything from Mo Xiaoran's slap.

However, when Liao Xiaoli saw the clear palm mark that appeared on that white butt, her heart ached. She put down the water bottle and picked up Xiao Aoyou, coaxing him: "What's wrong, darling?"

Xiao Aoyou wiped the saliva off Liao Xiaoli's shoulders. He opened his small teeth and extended his small hand towards the dried meat behind Liao Xiaoli.

Liao Xiaoli thought that he wanted to play with it, so she gave him a bag of ingredients. However, when Liao Xiaoli saw the little fellow clenching its teeth and eating the meat with gusto, she turned her head and asked Mo Xiaoran in surprise: "Xiao Yan, how old is he?"

Mo Xiaoran was really stumped by this question. If it was really only for a few months, then maybe it would scare Liao Xiaoli. If it was two or three years old, then so be it.

Mo Xiaoran truly felt that lying was a work of art, she wasn't that easy to handle.

Outside the cave, Xiao Menghan leaned on the hole and helplessly pulled on his casual clothes that was crushed by the force of his body. He had a dejected look on his face, why did he have such a son like Xiao Aoyou.

Mo Xiaoran didn't allow his son to eat meat, and his son didn't allow himself to get close to Mo Xiaoran either. Xiao Menghan discovered that his body was actually being controlled by the little fellow.

For example, just now, Xiao Aoyou was unable to eat any jerky. After a few growls, Xiao Menghan's body exploded right in front of Mo Xiaoran's eyes, bursting the pair dress that she had prepared for him.

Before Liao Xiaoli showed any signs of waking up, Xiao Menghan had no choice but to run out of the cave. Then, he would think about how to deal with this problem, whether he should curry favor with his son and restore himself, or teach that little fellow a lesson so that he would know who was his daddy and who was the brat.

The Hidden Mastiffs outside the cave formed two rows, like soldiers that were all ready to go. They looked at Xiao Menghan, waiting for him to bring them to take revenge.

Xiao Menghan looked at the Hidden Mastiffs, listening to Mo Xiaoran's gentle voice from the cave.

He felt his heart heat up, and a moist liquid welled up from his eyes and slowly sank in. He still had many things to do, and the road in front of him was still very long. He could not stay here any longer.

Xiao Menghan left behind the three mastiffs and left the cave with the rest.

He continued to advance in the direction that he had come from. Now that Mo Xiaoran was by his side, he felt a little more at ease.

Xiao Menghan did not dare to stay for another second, afraid that he would go back on his words and never want to leave Mo Xiaoran again.

Mo Xiaoran walked out of the cave. At the entrance of the cave stood three mastiffs.

They stood there quietly, guarding the cave.

Mo Xiaoran's line of sight did not see that familiar figure, but when she saw the two lines of words left on the ground, her eyes hurt.

He left. After giving her only two lines, he would continue what he had to do, he could not break his faith in these Tibetan mastiffs, and he had to tell his son that he could not retreat when he promised.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Xiao Menghan turned his head.

When he saw the petite figure standing on top of the boulder at the entrance of the cave looking at him, his eyes narrowed and a gentle ripple rose in his heart.

He raised his head to the sky and let out a long whistle, which lingered in the forest for a long time.

His figure continued forward, bringing the mastiffs with him as he made his way to the battlefield. His long white hair left a decisive curve in the wind. He was the king, the king that could not retreat.

Mo Xiaoran stood there for a long time.

She watched Xiao Menghan's figure disappear, and the house that she had just reunited with began to part. She closed her eyes, listened to the howls lingering next to her ear, and tried to understand the pride and passion within the howls.

She suddenly realised that although Xiao Menghan, who had lost his human form and turned into a furry beast, although he remembered everything and recognized her and his son, he was still not like the normal Xiao Menghan.

Xiao Aoyou finished chewing on a bag of jerky and also heard the loud roar coming from outside the cave. He was startled for a moment, then climbed down from Liao Xiaoli's embrace.

Liao Xiaoli thought that Xiao Aoyou's fall was painful, so he immediately bent down and picked up Xiao Aoyou, and rushed out of the cave, calling for Mo Xiaoran who was standing on the boulder, quickly come down to check if he was feeling uncomfortable.

Xiao Aoyou who was struggling to turn into a human being, upon seeing Mo Xiaoran's figure, had his mind lowered and stopped struggling in Liao Xiaoli's embrace.

With those supplies and the three mastiffs leading the way, Mo Xiaoran and Liao Xiaoli quickly walked out of the forest.