With a creak, the wooden door was pushed open, awakening the sleeping black wolf.
A person poked his head in furtively, and saw the huge black wolf lying on the ground in the room, his eyes widened in amazement, and he blinked: "Wow?"
Meng Hui was fully awake, his drooping ears were raised, and a gleam of light shone from his dim eyes.
Gou Liang thought in his heart: Sister-in-law can't be bullied, she is destined to be a tragedy, poor child.
He approached tentatively, stretched out his hand to touch the black wolf's fur, and then sniffed it closer, confirming the familiar smell but for a moment he didn't dare to recognize it.
"Hui?"
Meng Hui looked at Gou Liang, who was completely different from usual, but fit in with the little wolf Xi in his memory, and made a deep guttural sound, not knowing how to face him for a moment. Gou Liang was not as complicated as he thought, and jumped at him in surprise: "It's really you! Grandpa Wo Qing said that I slept for more than ten years and everyone grew up. It turned out to be true! You actually It's amazing to be as old as my father, hahaha."
"Aww~~"
Meng Hui enjoyed this long-lost intimacy, and his animalistic expression was more straightforward, happily rubbing his head against the dog's beam.
Gou Liang smiled and avoided: "Why is your hair still so hard, it's not as comfortable as brother Meng Hao."
As he said that, he remembered Meng Hao's crime of neglecting him this morning, beckoned Meng Hui to lower his head, grabbed his ears with both hands and said angrily: "Xiaohui, let me tell you, brother Meng Hao is too bad, can I help you?" Yi woke up and he ignored me. Get up quickly, let’s bite his tail! Let’s see if he dares to do it next time, haha, hurry up!”
Meng Hui stood up with his forelegs, but his weak legs made it very difficult for him to even support his own animal body, let alone teach someone for him, the tulip-gold eyes revealed deep annoyance.
Gou Liang didn't know why, so he urged him: "Get up quickly. I smell him here. Let's sneak over and jump from behind him and grab his tail. Brother Meng Hao will definitely scream in fright." Thinking of it At that scene, Gou Liang laughed triumphantly, stroked the hair on his face and said, "Don't sleep late, get up and avenge me, get up!"
Meng Hui tried again, but he couldn't even simply stand up...
"Don't touch him."
Seeing that his younger brother was almost crying in frustration, and Gou Liang, who was completely unaware of what he was doing, still disliked him for his slow movements, Meng Hao couldn't bear to show up to stop him.
"Brother Meng Hao?"
Gou Liang moved his nose, sure it was Meng Hao's smell, his eyes lit up immediately. The revenge he swore just now was completely forgotten, and he rushed towards Meng Hao happily.
Meng Hao dodges and walks towards Meng Hui: "Lie down, don't move around."
"Brother Meng Hao, why are you ignoring me?"
Even with the mind of a five-year-old child, his intuition is sharper. Sensing Meng Hao's indifference, the smile in Gou Liang's eyes disappeared, replaced by an anxious and dazed mist, which slowly condensed into tears. He didn't dare to be as casual as before, and asked cautiously: "Is it because Xiaoxi is too sleepy, so brother Meng Hao is angry with me? Brother Meng Hao...do you not like me anymore, woo woo."
He stubbornly didn't want to cry, but in the end he couldn't hold back.
"Aww!"
Meng Hui cried out anxiously.
Seeing Gou Liang crying and holding back, constantly raising his hands to wipe his tears and wanting to get closer but not daring to get close, he was very distressed, he looked at his brother pleadingly, and begged him not to make Gou Liang sad in animal language.
Meng Hao had a cold face and refused to pay attention, but seeing Meng Hui wagging his tail and trying to hug Gou Liang but slapping his tail impatiently because the distance was too far, he had no choice but to explain: "You are going to be an adult soon. We should keep a distance from other orcs. Besides, you are a female who has received the blessing of the beast god. I am a white orc. Getting close to me will only bring you misfortune—"
"you are not!"
Gou Liang threw himself into his arms, hugged him tightly and let out his sadness, crying and shouting: "Brother Meng Hao is not unfortunate!"
"Xiao Xi, don't grow up, don't form a bond with others, Xiao Xi must always be with brother Meng Hao!"
Meng Hao pushed him, and he hugged him even tighter, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and refused to let go.
"Brother Meng Hao, please don't ignore Xiaoxi, okay? Didn't we agree that when I accept the blessing of the beast god, you will take me to see the Yoyo fruit forest you found, and take me to see the grassland outside the tribe and the forest where the beasts are. There are red moon flowers in full bloom... woo woo woo, you promised me, you can't lie!"
He complained aggrievedly, crying like a child—or, at this moment, he was really a simple child who cried when he was sad and laughed when he was happy.
Meng Hao was stiff all over. He was working outside just now and was only wearing a short white animal skirt made of animal tails. His exposed chest was already wet with tears.
The liquid was hotter than the red rose sun, as if it was going to burn his skin...
Seeing that Meng Hao was not comforting and Gou Liang was crying more and more anxiously, Meng Hui, who kept his animal form in order to better absorb the effect of the medicine, hastily changed back to human form, raised his hand to caress Gou Liang's back, and comforted him clumsily: " Xiaoxi, don't cry, bro, he didn't do it on purpose, he doesn't like you, so don't cry."
He looked at Meng Hao pleadingly, hoping that he would agree with him.
Meng Hao put on a cold face and didn't say anything, but Gou Liang, who was pushing and shoving, put down his hands and clenched fists on both sides, trying his best to endure.
Feeling his backing down, Gou Liang made every effort to circle him tighter, buried his face in his chest, crying so hard that he couldn't help himself.
When he finally vented enough, he pressed his throbbing stomach, choked and said, "Brother Meng Hao, my stomach hurts..."
"Hold it."
Meng Hao ruthlessly pushed him away, looked down at the "washed" chest, and frowned tightly—these furs were all for his brother to keep out the cold, and it was too wasteful to wipe away tears.
Meng Hui saw that Gou Liang was not happy with his pursed mouth, but he finally stopped crying. He was about to breathe a sigh of relief when Gou Liang, whose eyes were red and swollen, noticed his twisted and disabled legs, and asked him in surprise: " Hui, what happened to your leg?"
Meng Hui's heart tightened, and he turned into a beast again, covered his hind limbs with his tail, hung his head and refused to speak.
"Xiaohui?"
Gou Liang was puzzled, he forgot the pain for a moment, let go of the hand holding his stomach, squatted down and grabbed Meng Hui's concealed leg, and started groping like the old priest's hand gestures when showing injuries.
Meng Hui's hair stood on end, he wanted to refuse but didn't dare to sweep him away with his tail, and let out a few sad growls in frustration.
"I know! You fell again, didn't you?" Gou Liang came to a conclusion, laughed at him and said, "Hui, you are so stupid, you just fell from the tree last time, and you couldn't move for a whole red rose. Why did I sleep?" You are still so stupid after so long, haha, now you have to be like me again, you can’t go anywhere while lying on the bed, right?”
"Aww..."
Meng Hui lay down sadly, with his head drooping on his forelegs, almost crying.
Gou Liang comforted him with a smile: "Don't cry, brother Meng Hao will catch two-horned beasts for you, don't you like to eat them the most?"
Seeing him carelessly rubbing Meng Hui into a mess, and laughing gloatingly at his misfortune, Meng Hao felt a pang in his heart, and said coldly, "It's not that he broke his leg, but he was fighting with a strange beast." He was injured in the battle." After a pause, his voice continued without any ups and downs: "His legs can no longer stand, and he can no longer be the number one warrior of the tribe you thought. You can find someone else, don't Come pester him again."
Gou Liang's laughter stopped.
He looked at Meng Hao in astonishment, and under his indifferent gaze, he looked at Meng Hui who covered his legs with his tail again—the latter wanted to tuck his head into his belly to avoid his sight and dare not look into his eyes disappointment.
Gou Liang didn't make a sound for a long time, but soon tears fell on Meng Hui's tarnished hair one drop after another like broken rain.
Meng Hui flinched from the heat, and opened his eyes to look at him.
— Gou Liang was crying, but did not make a sound.
I don't know if I was extremely sad or frightened.
"Aww."
Meng Hui was at a loss and subconsciously asked his elder brother for help, but Meng Hao turned his head and turned a blind eye.
Gou Liang said: "Hui...then are you going to live in the mountains like Uncle Del and never come back again? Don't go, okay? Grandpa Wo Qing will cure you, you will be fine..."
He carefully touched Meng Hui's injured leg, with deep anxiety in his eyes.
Brother Meng Hao fell silent for a moment after hearing the words.
Del was once a young warrior of the tribe, but his leg was bitten off by a strange beast during the battle, and he could no longer hunt.
One day later, he left the tribal land alone and ran into Shengpa Mountain, and never came back—everyone knows that he didn't want to become a useless person. He was raised by the tribe like an orc in his prime or old age; he also understood that his departure would be tantamount to suicide.
Unfortunately, Lang Xi was the last person to see him.
At that time, Del was leaving from the priest, and happened to be met by little wolf Xi. In order to keep him quiet, Del tricked him into picking delicious things secretly, and promised to bring him back one of his favorite green silk fruit.
Lang Xi happily agreed, but only learned the truth after overhearing the conversation between his father and the old priest.
Even though little wolf Xi didn't really understand the meaning of death at that time, he fell ill because of it and had long nightmares.
Seeing his eyes full of fear, Meng Hui comforted him with a howl.
He wouldn't do something stupid like that.
Because that's not lightening anyone's burden, but hurting those who love him. Especially Meng Hao's situation in the tribe was already very difficult. Meng Hui knew that if he gave up on himself, his elder brother would definitely leave the tribe—like many white orcs who were unwilling to bring disaster to the tribe. Without knowing it, he died desolately in the wilderness.
But Meng Hao said: "My lord priest has already said that Hui's injury is helpless."
He didn't treat Gou Liang as a five-year-old child, or he just wanted this troublemaker to leave his younger brother's side so badly that he wouldn't want to marry Lang Xi again, and deliberately forget Gou Liang's current situation.
Seeing that he couldn't understand, Meng Hao said more bluntly: "My lord priest can't cure Hui either. He can't clean up your mess anymore, so don't bother him again in the future."
"What does it mean that it can't be cured?" Gou Liang, with a confused face, took it out of context, "Brother Meng Hao, Xiao Hui will definitely get better. We can pray like the Lord Beast God. The Lord Beast God is omnipotent, and he will definitely be able to recover." Cure him!"
"it's useless."
Meng Hao said cruelly: "Master Priest has prayed for him many times, but the result is like this."
"No, Grandpa Wo Qing said that Lord Beast God is the most merciful, and he won't ignore it—I can also pray for Xiaohui! Yes, I can too, why didn't I think of it!"
Gou Liang couldn't wait to pray, just like little wolf Xi once revived the withered herb, and said directly and immaturely: "Master Beast God, can you save Xiaohui? He is the one who suffers without legs, you like him the most , please save him..."
"Your prayer power has long—"
Meng Hao's voice suddenly stopped.
He felt a powerful fluctuation of the power of prayer, and immediately, the silver moon flower planted in the priest's courtyard floated into the house as if inspired, and the silver flowers and tender green leaves surrounded Gouliang—his prayer I was heard by the orcs!
The two brothers held their breath involuntarily, with solemn and respectful expressions.
[System: Master, there is interference from the original power of the current world, shall we proceed as planned?]
[Gou Liang: Is the host body compatible with this force now?]
After careful detection, the system quickly gave a negative answer—although the original power appeared, it was not driven, as if it was watching something, and it couldn't be used by Gou Liang.
[Gou Liang: Then continue.]
[System: Is it too risky, in case it is discovered...]
[Gou Liang: Meng Hui is the only breakthrough to attack the target, success or failure depends on it! Otherwise, even with my efforts, his favorability has risen to a certain extent, he will not fall in love with a child whose mind is only five years old. Let me live for two or three hundred years without getting a bite of soul power, I might as well go to the next world to find him, no one else can take it away anyway!]
[System: ... Alright.]
The flesh and blood remodeling props worth 2999 points were thrown on Meng Hui. Under Gou Liang's instructions, the system, which was ready to fight, adjusted the remodeling efficiency to the lowest level, and pressed the confirm button—
The number of silver moon flower leaves lingering around Gou Liang suddenly increased, and they quickly spun around Gou Liang, as if to confirm whether the strange feeling at that moment came from this little female who looked like herself praying.
As soon as it exerted pressure, Gou Liang's face instantly turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
[In the sea of consciousness, the system hugged itself tightly in fright: Master, master, master, what should I do?]
[Gou Liang: Stretch your head and retract your head, I don't believe that the bastard Lord God can do anything to me even if he is already asleep. As long as I don't violate the Lord God's laws, what can he do to me?]
Feeling ruthless in his heart, Gou Liang prayed more and more devoutly: "Master Beast God, Xiao Hui is very good, he has never done anything bad, he is not greedy, he is not lazy, he is still a hero who protects the tribe, look at him Is his leg okay? Don't let him live in San Pashan and never come back. Don't let him go, he will be scared... "
The silver moon flowers and leaves gathered more and more, the power of prayer alarmed the old priests and females in the front yard, they hurried to the back yard, and saw Gou Liang praying for Meng Hui.
Silver moon flowers with silver luster, and silver moon new leaves with tender green luster followed Gou Liang to stroke Hei Lang's hair, and scattered on Meng Hui's body. Gradually, not even a piece of black fur can be seen, and it is completely covered under the flowers and leaves, leaving only a pair of turquoise eyes conveying awe of the beast god.
And Gal was the first to notice Gou Liang's complexion. Gou Liang, who had just recovered from a serious illness, had a bad complexion. His face was snow-white, and even his hair was soaked in sweat.
"Xi'er—"
The old priest stopped him, and chanted hastily: "Lord Beast God, please forgive the female father who loves his son so dearly."
Only then did Gall remember the current situation, and hurriedly apologized to the Beast God.
The females of the tribe watched this scene in amazement, they never thought that "Lang Xi"'s prayer power was so strong.
Even Yue Jin was quite astonished, but thinking that "Lang Xi" did not die because of him, it is not surprising that he was blessed by the beast god and regained the power of prayer.
At this moment, seeing Gou Liang taking this opportunity to show off, Yue Jin couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, but thinking that he was able to change his tragic fate after being reborn, it was already the greatest gift given to him by the Beast God, so he hurriedly suppressed the strangeness that had just arisen in his heart go down.
"Lord Beast God, can you help him? In the future, Xi will definitely save all his favorite green silk fruits and give them to you during the Red Moon Festival. Please save him..."
After praying for an unknown amount of time, Gou Liang's voice was completely hoarse.
Finally, Meng Hui groaned in pain.
Meng Hao trembled all over, took a step forward, stopped abruptly for fear of disturbing Gou Liang's wish, and looked at his younger brother more nervously.
Gou Liang was overjoyed, "Master Beast God, Xiaoxi likes you the most, thank you..."
He seemed to be finally relieved, and passed out.
Meng Hao, who was beside him, subconsciously caught him, looked at his pale face, and couldn't let go of him for a while, but fortunately Gal rushed up quickly, took over and hugged Gou Liang.
"Hui, what's wrong with you?"
"Aww..."
"What, your legs are feeling?!"
Meng Hao was overjoyed, and was about to find a priest to diagnose his younger brother, but when he saw that the other party was seriously checking Gou Liang's condition, he suddenly felt a little guilty—Gou Liang fell into a coma because of his younger brother, and it was too much for him to ignore him like this.
"Master Priest, is Lang Xi alright?"
Meng Hao asked.
The weeping Gal also looked at the old priest nervously.
After careful inspection, the old priest breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's just that he's exhausted. Let him sleep peacefully and eat some nourishing food. He will be fine. How is Meng Hui?"
The last sentence is for Meng Hao.
Meng Hao couldn't hide his surprise: "Hui said that his leg hurts."
"Really!"
The old priest was more than happy when he was surprised, "Pain is a good thing, a great thing...Meng Hao, help Gal send Lang Xi back, I will take care of your brother."
He let the others go away, and only his heir, Sang Mi, stayed to help.
In Gou Liang's house.
Seeing that Meng Hao was leaving in a hurry after putting down his son, Gal couldn't help calling him to stop.
"Meng Hao, I know that Xi'er has done a lot of wrong things these years..." Gal said, "It's because I and his father were not good enough to teach Xi'er badly. I dare not ask for your forgiveness, but now Xi'er He only has the memory of before he was five years old, and he was the good boy who grew up with you and was raised by the priest. At that time, how much he liked and relied on you, I still remember clearly."
"So, for the sake of Lang Xi's innocence, don't make him... too sad, okay?"
Meng Hao: "Uncle Gal, I will not forgive him for hurting Hui. Besides, one day, he will remember or grow up again, and understand what is a white orc and what is a crippled orc. Too much contact with us will not be a good thing. He's no good."
"Then, can you give him a little time?"
Gal begged: "Don't let him suffer the condemnation and pain that a child can't understand and bear when he likes you the most and is the most innocent, okay?"
Meng Hao was silent for a moment, then nodded.
The author has something to say: [Small Theater]
In the sea of consciousness.
Looking at the master with empty eyes, the system hugged itself tightly in fright: "Master, what's wrong with you?"
Gou Liang: "I had a dream."
The system is puzzled.
Gou Liang: "I actually had an X dream..."
System: "Huh???"
Gou Liang said: "It must be the fault of the little leather skirt! A chest with such well-developed pectoral muscles, a waist so thin and huggable, legs so long, and the temptation of a vacuum suit... You know how hard it was for me today to resist the hard work on the spot. ?!"
System: ... forget about the wave death. (#‵′)convex