The host is a little money fan of the paranoid villain

Chapter 57 My Little Golden Dragon Can Score
Hey, Jinshan, here he is.

Nanjia wrapped the two mutton legs in paper and ran happily into the forest.

Nanjia ran into the forest, stood on the ground and looked into the trap.

In the trap lay a small golden dragon about 1.2 meters long. It curled up and groaned from its throat from time to time.

Sensing the arrival of humans, it slightly raised its head to look at the girl carved in flour and jade.

As if to scare people away, it raised its golden eyes, bared its teeth at Nan Jia, and let out a threatening growl.

Ah, this is too cute.

Looking at the vigilant little cutie, Nanjia's heart felt weak for a while.

Qiushengsheng reminded: "There is a big tree behind you on the left, and there is a ladder hidden behind it."

Nanjia hurried over to carry the ladder.

Looking at the people leaving, Mo Yan lowered his head again, looking at his right leg caught in the trap, his eyes were gloomy.

Nan Jia came back soon, she dragged the ladder and said to the lowered Mo Yan, "Get out of the way, I will throw the ladder down, so it doesn't hit you."

Mo Yan understood what she said, and cast its scrutinizing and oppressive eyes on Nan Jia, as if confirming the credibility of her words.

Nanjia didn't care whether it believed it or not, she slowly lowered the ladder.

After putting the ladder in place, she swung her arms and climbed down the ladder.

Mo Yan let out a low growl from his abdomen, warning Nan Jia.

Its roar could not scare Nan Jia away, Nan Jia even stretched out her hand to touch its head, and coaxed it in a soft voice: "Okay, okay, I'm here to save you, don't be afraid. "

Mo Yan was stunned by the soft touch on the top of his head, and his entire dragon body was a little stiff.

She just touched herself and pinched her little corner?
Mo Yan was a little shy, and buried his head.

Nanjia was almost infatuated by its little tricks.

She walked to the side of the trap, looking at its bloody legs caught in the trap, she felt a little distressed.

Mo Yan raised his head and looked at Nan Jia who was squatting next to his bloody leg, and it subconsciously retracted its leg.

With this movement, blood was left on the leg again.

"Roar" Mo Yan yelled out in pain or irritability.

Nan Jia quickly stretched out her hand to hold Mo Yan's leg to prevent it from moving, to prevent further injury.

Nan Jia reasoned with Mo Yan like coaxing a child: "There are barbs inside, you can't move it. It will tear your flesh apart."

"Roar..." Mo Yan seems to be telling Nan Jia that he knows
"Don't move around, I'll untie the trap with you."

Nan Jia told Hao Mo Yan, she stood up, took a look at her small body with the iron trap.

She doubted very much that she would be able to open the trap.

Survival also found it a bit difficult: "There are two iron rods in the corner, you follow them and exert strength."

Nanjia took out the iron rod in the corner, and she saw something protruding like a pedal on the right side of the trap, and she stepped on it with both feet to make the trap's mouth open.

It's just that her strength is still not enough to fully open the trap, so she inserts two iron rods into the trap that has been opened a little.

Two she held the stick with both hands and exerted force in two directions.

Nan Jia discussed with Qiu Shengsheng in her heart: "I really think I don't have so much strength to pry it open, why don't you give me a golden finger? Let me be as strong as a cow now."

Before Qiu Shengsheng could reply, Nanjia felt her hand was attached, and it was warm for a while.

Mo Yan could see Nan Jia's strenuous effort, so he grabbed Nan Jia's hand to lend her strength.

"Slap" bear trap is opened
Mo Yan quickly pulled out his injured leg.

Nanjia picked out the trap with an iron rod and threw it into the corner.

Nan Jia turned her head and saw Mo Yan who was about to lick the wound, she hurriedly yelled to stop it: "Don't lick it".

Mo Yan was taken aback for a moment, it straightened up and looked at Nan Jia puzzled.

The round golden eyes stared straight at Nan Jia, tilting her head slightly, wondering why she stopped herself.

Nan Jia walked up to Mo Yan, looked into its eyes and explained to it: "The trap is rusty, there must be bacteria. Maybe there is blood from other animals on it. Don't lick it."

Mo Yan looked at his injured leg, and then at Nan Jia who had a serious face, so he had no choice but to give up.

Mo Yan was so cute, Nanjia couldn't help but patted its head again, and said with a smile, "It's so cute."

Mo Yan pressed her palm hard.

Nanjia's heart was tickled by Mo Yan. She smiled and asked, "Can you shrink? I'll take you out and treat your wound."

Nanjia's current small stature can't carry Mo Yan at all, so he can only make it smaller.

Mo Yan looked at Nan Jia seriously, his eyes didn't move.

It is now weak and has only a little mana.

If he shrinks with the remaining mana, then he is really at the mercy of others.

Nan Jia thought that Mo Yan had no choice, so she scratched her head to think of a way.If it doesn't work, let Survivor open a plug-in for himself.

"Can't you? Then I'll figure out how to get you up there."

As soon as Nanjia finished speaking, Mo Yan shrank, about 40 centimeters long.Even cuter!

Nan Jia took off her black cloak and put it on Mo Yan's body, covering it completely.

She knew that if it didn't pretend, it would probably be beaten to death as soon as it went out.

Then she hugged Mo Yan in her arms, and she hugged Mo Yan on her side, avoiding his injured right foot.

Nan Jia thought for a while, flipped through her side bag and handed the other unbitten leg of lamb to Mo Yan: "Eat, eat something when you are in pain, at least you will feel better."

Mo Yan hugged the leg of lamb with both paws, then raised his eyes to look at Nanjia.

"Let's eat"

Mo Yan started to eat wheezingly, he was really hungry.

Nan Jia hugged Mo Yan and climbed from the ladder to the ground. She knew that Mo Yan's leg needed urgent treatment, so she carried Mo Yan to the outside of the forest.

The guards were anxiously looking for Nanjia's figure. The only princess was lost, and she would be executed by the king when she returned.

As soon as Nanjia walked out of the forest, the guards rushed over.

The chief guard surrounded Nanjia and asked anxiously: "Princess, where have you been? I have been looking for you for a long time? Are you not injured?"

"I went into the woods and picked up a wounded... um... terrier."

Nan Jia thought about the wording, and finally chose to say the little hound.

The chief guard looked at the ball, a little hound?It's not too small either.

Mo Yan, who was described as a little terrier, was extremely unhappy. He purred and pressed his head against Nanjia's chest.

Such a humble breed of hound, is it worthy to be compared with itself?

Having lost his temper with himself, Nanjia smiled and stroked its back to comfort it.

Mo Yan was finally coaxed, and stayed in her arms obediently, not moving around.

Nan Jia looked at the chief guard and asked, "Is there a carriage? I need to go back to the palace immediately. It is injured and needs to be dealt with."

"Yes, you come with me."

The servant at the side watched the princess struggling to hold the little hound, which was half her age, and he stretched out his hand, "Princess, let me hold it for you. Don't get tired."

　Three more today, I'm great!
　　And which little cutie gave me a good review and then withdrew it?Hmph, come back soon!return!Can't afford it?Um?Give it back to me~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)