Traveling through the world of beasts: Lingquan space has some fields

A torch was lit on the platform, and Lang Rui stood on the platform with a sullen face, looking at you and me, the tribesmen who provide information.

Today everyone went to collect firewood, or those who had firewood at home went to build earthen kilns to burn charcoal.

"I saw Wu go across the river."

"I also took an ax and a straw rope."

"Where do you go to collect firewood? There is no forest over there."

"Across the river?" Lang Rui captured this useful information among a group of messages.

"Yes, patriarch, I saw Wu go to the other side of the river alone." After two months of treatment, the wooden planks of Ma Tian's legs were removed, but he still did not dare to use force.

Today he was cutting dry grass on the river bank and saw a witch walking across the ice.

The distance was quite far at that time, and there was a headwind, so Ma Tian did not say hello.

At this time, Lin Zhu also raised his little hand, "I saw it too."

She was also mowing the lawn.

She has no father or mother, so she cannot collect firewood like her elder brothers, but can only cut some grass.

Lang Rui: "The person in charge of the patrol will continue to patrol. The resting patrol team will follow me, and the others will return to the cave."

Lang Rui transformed into a wolf shape and rushed out of the tribe at the lead.

Everyone watched them leave.

But no one wanted to go back to the cave. They all wanted to see their Chinese witch return safely.

Qiao Xin cooked a pot of broth in a stone pot in the cave and drank half full.

Before she could take a break, the two wolves and one fox developed a high fever.

well! Although the chance of wound infection is relatively low in winter, the injury was so severe that it was difficult not to have a fever.

Qiao Xin gave the adult an antipyretic medicine and two cephalosporins.

The little guy only gave him a third of the amount and woke him up by the way.

Qiao Xin tapped Xiaolang's nose and said, "Quickly bring down the fever. If it doesn't go away, I'll throw you outside to cool down physically."

The little wolf seemed to feel uncomfortable and nuzzled Qiao Xin's hand with his nose.

Qiao Xin smoothed the hair on his back and gave him a bowl of broth.

Putting it to his mouth, he found the bowl accurately with his eyes closed, stretched out his tongue, and drank the broth.

Now Qiao Xin was relieved. Being able to drink showed that she was in good spirits.

I don’t know if Lang Rui is back? You should be anxious when you see she's not at home!

The wolf has a keen sense of smell. It didn't snow today, and the smell still lingers. It's the faint floral fragrance of Qiao Xin's body.

Lang Rui soon found the pine forest where Qiao Xin was collecting firewood. Judging from the messy branches and leaves, Qiao Xin had stayed here before.

Lang Rui continued to search downwards, and the patrol members behind him followed him closely.

Soon, he came to the place where Qiao Xin found the little wolf, and continued running for 20 kilometers, and also saw the coagulated blood on the snow.

Lang Rui's body tensed up and he appeared in the valley.

At a glance, he knew that the valley had been cleaned, and the fragrance of flowers on Qiao Xin's body was even more obvious.

"You stay here." Lang Rui transformed into a human and accurately touched the mountainside.

Qiao Xin's scimitar slashed through the dark night. Lang Rui hurriedly avoided it, and a bloody mark was drawn on his cheek.

"it's me."

Qiao Xin's cruel hand grazed Lang Rui's neck, "...Why are you here?"

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the cave, Lang Rui smelled the scent of black golden birds and strange orcs.

"Did you encounter a black golden bird?" Lang Rui pulled her over and checked whether she was injured.

"No." Qiao Xin took Lang Rui into the cave.

The sight of the scene inside the cave made Lang Rui pause, and his eyes fell on the giant wolf.

When the Silver Wolf tribe was conquered, the entire tribe was turned into slaves, but there were very few tribes that could take tens of thousands of slaves. They were divided into several batches and sold to different tribes.

Qiao Xin looked at Lang Rui with deep eyes and wondered what he was thinking.

"Do you know him?" The wolf, who is also silver-gray, probably knows him.

"Yeah." The voice was dry and hoarse, and it was difficult to make even a nasal sound.

Lang Rui stepped forward and touched it, and found that his heart was still beating, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Qiao Xin served him a bowl of broth and said, "Warm your body." Lang Rui, who had always had a high body temperature, had an inexplicably low body temperature today, and it felt like touching ice cubes.

When Qiao Xin gave him the bowl, she found that his hands were shaking slightly.

She patted his shoulder comfortingly and walked out of the cave, leaving him plenty of space.

Qiao Xin carried the broth and went all the way down to find the hiding place of the patrol.

"Witch." Fox's alert voice was very low.

"Ah."

"Drink some broth to warm you up."

There was a sound of drinking soup.

"Where's the clan leader?"

"In the cave, we will go up in a while."

The patrol team members were like well-disciplined soldiers. They did whatever the witch told them to do without asking why.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and heavy snowflakes are falling in the sky.

Lang Rui made a noise halfway up the mountain, and the patrol team said to Qiao Xin: "Witch, the clan leader asked them to go up."

"Huh?" When did Lang Rui train you? How come you can understand what he means just by hearing the wolf howl?

Qiao Xin followed.

Lang Rui tied the giant wolf to Huding. No one touched the white fox. They all looked at Qiao Xin.

Qiao Xin clicked her tongue, "You know the difference between males and females."

The little wolf was being carried by the fox. If Qiao Xin turned into a beast, she wouldn't be able to carry the white fox. After all, the two of them were of the same size.

Qiao Xin looked around, put all the belongings belonging to the family of three in the cave into the space, hugged the white fox, and sat on Lang Rui's back.

Everyone returned to the tribe before the blizzard.

I saw the tribesmen standing in the snow, waiting for their return.

Qiao Xin's eyes were a little sore.

"Everyone go back, drink some ginger soup, and have a good rest. Thank you for your concern."

The three wounded were sent to Langrui's cave and lay on his stone bed.

Qiao Xin checked again. She still had a fever and the situation was still not optimistic.

Lang Rui brought him a bowl of ginger soup.

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"Drink some ginger soup and have a good rest." Lang Rui blocked him with what she had said.

Qiao Xin took it and simmered it. Her nose was starting to feel a little stuffy and she really needed a bowl of ginger soup.

Lang Rui lit pots of charcoal in both of their caves and pushed up the two windows with a small crack.

"You drink too." Qiao Xin also gave Lang Rui a bowl.

Regarding Lang Rui's affairs, Qiao Xin did not inquire about it and maintained enough respect.

"Thank you."

Qiao Xin smiled.

After a brief scrubbing with hot water simmering over the charcoal fire, Qiao Xin lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

When it was almost dawn, Qiao Xin heard a sound of vomiting and sat up reflexively.

Run to Langrui Cave.

In the dim cave, only bright charcoal fires and three dim shadows, one large, two small, and three, could be seen on the stone bed.

The vomiting came from the little wolf wrapped in quilt.

The little guy made a whimpering sound to express discomfort.

Lang Rui's figure appeared behind Qiao Xin. Qiao Xin bumped him with her elbow and motioned for him to hug the little guy.

Lang Rui froze, and the gods and humans fought for a few seconds, and finally gave in. He stepped forward and picked up the little guy, holding his arms stiff like a zombie, and carried him across a distance.

He took it out and looked at Qiao Xin.

The little guy's wolf fur was stained with vomit.

Qiao Xin knew that there should be some on the quilt, so she went in and took the quilt out, quickly pulled the outer layer of quilt, and threw it in the corner. Fortunately, it didn't get on the quilt.

Then, I poured some hot water and scrubbed the little guy clean.

Lang Rui's face was dark and cold the whole time.

Qiao Xin chuckled, "As an uncle, this is how you treat your nephew."

"He's not my little nephew."

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"He is the future shadow guard." Lang Rui said.

If he had a son.