After taking a look, he turned his head arrogantly, not bothering to answer the carriage that was running towards him.
Zhao Yun'er suddenly became anxious.
Is this Xiao Mao dying
Didn't you see the carriage coming
If such a big carriage collided with it, would it knock their donkey carriage away
Uncle Liu's illness may not be fatal, but he recovered. This time... he was killed!
Zhao Yun'er felt a little useless just thinking about it.
"Xiao Mao, you can't be too willful at this time. Give way to me quickly."
"Uh... Xiaomao, don't be willful, okay? My life is in your hands!"
"Xiao Mao, Xiao Mao is ready. I'm begging you, can we give in? I'll make you some braised pork later?"
Xiao Mao still looked unhappy.
Zhao Yun'er suddenly became anxious. This little beast was so disobedient. It's simply harder to discipline than a naughty child. He won't take anything hard and soft. This is it.
Seeing that the carriage was getting closer and closer, Zhao Yuner could not abandon the carriage and jump out. Besides, there was Uncle Liu in the car. She couldn't take Uncle Liu and jump out together.
This little Mao... I must discipline it well later, and cause trouble for her at the critical moment.
As the carriage came closer and closer, the coachman on the carriage was already shouting.
"The donkey in front of you, please give way. He's running so slowly and is still blocking the middle of the road. You're going to risk your life, right?"
"If you are smart enough, get out of the way and don't block my young lady's way."
“…”
After hearing the coachman's clamor, Zhao Yun'er frowned and felt a little unhappy.
Even if she is indeed blocking the road, this road is accessible to everyone. Why such an attitude? Isn’t it okay to speak nicely
Xiaomao seemed to understand what the driver behind him said, and rushed forward faster. The carriage that was slowly approaching was actually thrown off a large distance by Xiao Mao.
Zhao Yuner was also a little confused by this sudden situation.
Are you hallucinating? Why are Xiaomao's short legs flying
This speed is simply faster than a carriage.
Zhao Yun'er also roughly guessed that Xiao Mao's self-esteem was probably hurt because of the coachman's words. So now I ran faster than a carriage to save some face.
Zhao Yun'er is really afraid that Xiao Mao will be exhausted like this, which is completely beyond common sense...
"Girl Yun'er, how come your little donkey can run and fly?" Aunt Liu also looked surprised.
Zhao Yun'er spread her hands and said, "I don't know... maybe Xiao Mao is more powerful..."
Zhao Yun'er couldn't explain it for a while.
"I see Xiao Mao becoming a spirit. Only a donkey spirit can fly like this."
"this… "
It's really possible.
After all, everything about Xiaomao is beyond common sense.
A beast can understand people's words. A donkey that only eats grass actually likes to eat meat? At this moment, a horse even ran past...
The carriage driver behind was also stunned by Xiao Mao.
He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, "This...this...can this donkey outrun a horse? And it's such a small one?"
God... the world is starting to get a little chaotic.
"What's wrong?" A woman's voice came from the carriage and asked the carriage.
"Little... miss, there is a little donkey running ahead of us."
"Then go past it and don't block this lady's way."
"But miss... they didn't block our way, they ran faster than us!"