Jiang Xiao saw her in front of that a search, smell the smell of the air, carefully identify a, toward the other side of the past.

After walking for a while, we can't hear the voice of Hua Xinyue. Jiang Xiaocai enters the space, takes out his magic brush, and quickly draws several big bones, which are still in a pot of brine, and draws some hot smoke on the bones.

After drawing, she sniffed and felt that the pot of bone was really delicious.

It's delicious.

Don't talk about dogs. She's hungry when she smells it.

Since she left Siyang village, she has rarely had the chance to draw these food with magic brush to attract animals. Now, she doesn't know whether it will work.

Taking the painting out of the space, Jiang Xiao put the painting under a tree, put the ham on the painting, and then took out the easel drawing paper to draw this beautiful golden forest.

As soon as Jiang Xiao drew, she was a little absorbed. When she heard the slight sound of some leaves, the painting on the drawing board had already laid a foundation.

She drew it with a magic brush, so a golden leaf on the drawing paper looked very real.

A big black dog came out of the woods a little with hind legs and walked towards the picture under the tree.

Seeing that Fang ningjue attached so much importance to the dog, and that the dog also had a name, Jiang Xiao originally thought that what she saw should be a well cared for big dog, which should be majestic and might have injuries on her body, otherwise it would not stink.

But now the dog she saw was very untidy, and there were several wounds on her body. The wounds were all covered with blood scabs. The hind leg looked like some fractures, and the bending angle was a bit strange. A dog's ear was missing a hole.

It's like a stray dog that has been slaughtered by a group of vicious dogs. How can it be looked after carefully?

Jiang Xiao put the drawing board into the space, put away the magic brush, and stood five or six meters away from the place quietly looking at the dog.

The smell from the dog is what she has been searching for all the way. It must be Fang ningjue's strong wind.

But how could the wind be so miserable?

The strong wind had already come to the painting. He looked down and sniffed it. It seemed that he was a little anxious. The dog's tongue kept licking on the painting, but he didn't eat the ham on it.

The dog and the dog were all soaked in the painting. It became more and more urgent and ran around the painting in a hurry and roar.

Jiang Xiao stroked her forehead.

She forgot. With this painting, how could the black dog eat the ham with medicine?

The taste is so bad.

She thought for a moment, took out a piece of meat from the space, dipped it in the spirit spring, added a little overpowering drug, and threw it gently towards the strong wind.

With the meat of the spirit spring, the smell of meat is tempting.

Sure enough, the gale hesitated to give up the painting, jumped at the piece of meat, and ate the meat a few times.

When eating, it one side of the head, looking at Jiangxiao.

The eyes, black and bright.

Jiang Xiao Zheng for a moment, she actually saw sadness from a dog's eyes?

"Gale, gale, you've eaten meat. What's your sadness?" Jiang Xiao said to himself: "are you still sad that this meat can't compare with the pot of bones on the painting?"

No way...

she waited for the strong wind to faint. After a long time, the strong wind slowly fell down and closed her eyes.

Jiang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, and then went over, trying to put the painting into the space, but looking at the picture of the Khara, she had a black line.

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