Dressed as a treasure hunter, I was spoiled by the gang in the villain's den.

Seeing Jiuningyang's nervous and frightened look, Moushu thought for a moment, then got out of Lu Li's clothes and flew to the other side of the table, carefully comforting him from a distance.

"Don't worry, Yang Mie, we won't hurt you."

After saying that, Moushu didn't try to get closer, and only carefully controlled a milk fruit to pass by.

Maybe it felt the goodwill released by the millet, or maybe the taste of the milk fruit was too attractive to the beast. This Jiuning sheep looked at the milk fruit that stopped in front of him several times.

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he said three words: "Thank you."

The voice was too small to be heard, but both Mooshu and Lu Li heard it. Feeling the timidity in this little voice, both Mooshu and Lu Li were a little speechless.

In the end, Moushu came to his senses first, and added softly to Jiuning Yang, who only stared at the milk fruit but did not dare to make a move for a long time.

"This milk fruit is for you. Drink it quickly. Your injuries should be healed after drinking it."

I don’t know if I heard that the injuries on the body can be cured, which makes the sheep excited.

In short, after hearing what Moushu said, Jiuningyang first looked at Moushu, and then at Lu Li, after confirming that neither of them had any malicious intentions or other actions.

It finally plucked up the courage, slowly stretched its little head towards the milk fruit, carefully took the milk fruit closer, and fixed it with its two front feet, which were still aching.

Then he gently bit the peel of the milk fruit with his teeth and started to drink the juice of the milk fruit.

There was a feeling of trepidation throughout the whole process, as if Lu Li or Moushu showed even the slightest bit of displeasure during the process, it would immediately return the milk fruit.

Such a cautious attitude only caught Lu Li and Moushu, who were a little confused as to what to do, and the air fell into a strange silence.

Fortunately, the silence did not last long. After drinking the milk fruit, Jiuning Yang mustered up his courage again and began to talk about his usefulness to Lu Li and Moushu.

"Thank you. I've finished drinking. Is there anything you need me to do? Don't worry, although I can't fight very well, my fur can keep me warm. I will have more fur in the future, and I can fly, so I can Help pull the cart, and you can also help others.”

Although Jiuningyang's words were still timid, they were very smooth. He had obviously said them many times, or drafted them for a long time, so skillfully that it made people feel distressed.

At the same time, the tension in its eyes was also extremely obvious.

Seeing this, the senior brothers and sisters looked at each other, then Moushu stood up and comforted softly: "We will wait until you recover from your injury. We are not in a hurry. By the way, my name is Moushu, what is your name."

"My name is Jiuruo, do you really have nothing you need me to do?"

Jiuruo, that is, this Jiuning sheep, when he heard that Moushu did not list a bunch of conditions like those before, he couldn't believe it for a moment and stared at Moushu blankly.

Then, after receiving a very affirmative nod from Moushu, Jiuruo's already watery eyes began to shed tears.

This scene of silent tears made Mu Su's heart feel a little clogged. After thinking about it, she walked over and patted Jiuruo's head, silently comforting her.

Then this move of hers was like turning on some terrible switch. Jiuruo let out a cry and burst into tears no longer, as if she wanted to cry out all her recent grievances.

While crying, it also rubbed its little paws with its little head. That means, if Milosu understood it correctly, it should be to ask Milosu to pat its head more!

Therefore, Moushu, who consciously understood, could only stretch out his paws and pat the poor, aggrieved little one again and again, with a very helpless expression on his face.

Lu Li on the side also raised the corner of his mouth when he saw her pretending to be a young adult. Of course, taking Jiuruo into consideration, he didn't make any noise and just watched quietly.

Finally, Jiuruo had cried enough, and then he apologized to Mooshu sheepishly: "Well, I'm sorry."

After saying that, two groups of light pink blushes actually appeared on its sheep's face, which stunned the potato. Is this...all these emotions so exposed!

Looking through the inherited memories, well, Jiuning Sheep is so straightforward. I can only say that the spiritual beasts in the world of cultivation are really all kinds of strange and have everything.

However, why did she feel that this Jiuning sheep seemed to have the aura of the same mythical beast? Could it be that the Jiuning sheep in front of her was actually a mythical beast?

Moushu scratched his head and scratched his head, but he could not see through the true identity of Jiuning Sheep. The only thing he could think of was a mythical beast that was somewhat similar to Jiuning Sheep, that is, the Qilin clan.

But she clearly remembers that the Qilin clan is not one with the head of a sheep, wolf hoofs, and the body of a musk deer, with five colors on its body and dragon scales? (The annotations here are from Baidu Encyclopedia)

This Jiuruo, no matter how she looked at it, was just a Jiuning sheep, not like a unicorn at all.

Thinking of this, Mooshu couldn't figure it out and couldn't see through it, so he simply turned to Lu Li for help. He didn't know if the senior brother knew what the situation was.

Fortunately, Lu Li was very reliable and understood Mu Su very well. When he saw Mu Su looking for help, he immediately gave him the answer.

‘Jiuruo is the blood descendant of the combination of Qilin and Jiuning Sheep. However, because it has been passed down for many generations, the Qilin blood in it is very thin. If there is no chance, it is estimated that it will not be awakened in this life. ’

In fact, if Moushu hadn't given the other party a milk fruit just now, which stimulated Qilin's bloodline to flutter, Moushu probably wouldn't have been able to smell the scent of the mythical beast.

As for why Mishu is not like Lu Li, it can be seen with the naked eye.

It can only be said that as a cub who has just reached the golden elixir stage, Moushu has many inherited memories, but he still needs to be exposed to them before he can slowly understand them. This is the importance of experience, and Moushu still has to learn. .

Talking back to the present moment, after Moushu found out that Jiuruo was actually the descendant of Qilin and Jiuning Sheep, he looked at it curiously and then asked about it.

Only then did I learn that Jiuruo and his parents had been living in the spirit beast forest outside Wuzhou City with the Jiuning Sheep Clan.

Just a year ago, their tribe was targeted by a group of cultivators. The two sides fought fiercely, and its parents also died in that battle.

After losing its shelter, it was quickly captured by cultivators and sold to the Spirit Beast Workshop in Wuzhou City.

After several buyers, it finally fell into the hands of the youngest son of the city lord, Qin Na, the boy from before.

The reason why Qin Na bought it was actually to fight his mortal enemy, the kind of beast that was found in the juvenile spirit beast field.

It's a pity that Jiuruo is not a fighting spirit beast, plus he hasn't eaten enough or practiced at all this year, so it is natural that he will lose in a mess.

Then, Qin Na, who lost the game, was very angry and planned to kill it. This was what Moushu saw before, and what happened after that, Moushu knew everything.

When Jiuruo said this, he was silent for a long time, and then as if he had made up his mind, he crawled under the paws of the millet with bright eyes.