Inside the Fairy Bazaar:
It's still very early, it's gray, and the temperature is getting lower. It looks like it's going to snow. Uncle Zong has delayed the opening of the store. He only opens for two hours in the afternoon every day. s things.
But today, the shop door was knocked early.
The orc man who is not afraid of the cold is wearing a thin animal skin coat, holding a lady who has recovered a lot recently in his arms, frowning, "Who is it, why is it so early in the morning."
Yuner's face looked a little brighter, perhaps because of the ups and downs on the edge of life and death, the whole person has a more free and easy charm, "Brother Lei, let me go and see with you."
Uncle Zong had to let her go, got up and put on a thick fur coat for her, and opened the shop door with a displeased face.
"Uncle Zong." Feng carried the package on his back, and clutched Lan'er's arm tightly with the other hand. He was standing at the door wearing thin clothes. He had some bruises on his cheeks, which made him very fragile.
With a flash of surprise in his eyes, Uncle Zong opened the door, "Why are you here? Come in, it's cold outside."
Feng shook his head, his eyes touched Aunt Yun next to Uncle Zong, and a smile appeared, "Aunt Yun."
"Aunt Yun." Lan'er, who was pulled by Feng, also showed half of her head, her cheeks were red and swollen, with tears in her eyes, she whispered.
Aunt Yun looked at the child's red-eyed appearance. Although it was ugly, she felt distressed at once, "Oh, why are you crying, come in quickly."
Feng shook his head firmly, "Aunt Yun, Uncle Zong, today we are here to say goodbye."
Uncle Zong suddenly froze, "Goodbye? What goodbye? Do you want to go somewhere else?"
Feng and Lan'er are just ordinary elves. They don't have any talent for cultivation other than growing vegetables. At most, they can live longer than ordinary humans and have more energy, and it's very dangerous outside...
But looking at the injuries on their faces, have they been bullied recently
This thought slipped through his mind, and Uncle Zong felt very guilty all of a sudden. Some time ago, because Yuner was in poor condition and his younger brother kept making trouble, he had almost no time to take care of these two brothers and sisters. Now it seems that they have met 80% of the time. There is no way to continue to survive in the elves.
"Have you been bullied!" Uncle Zong's expression suddenly became fierce, and the animal pattern on his forehead was looming.
Feng shook his head, "No, I just think that the elves look down on us who are not blessed, we might as well leave here and go to a place where life is less stressful, if someone doesn't dislike my legs, maybe they can give Lan'er Find a sister-in-law."
He said it very lightly, even with a smile on his face, but the blue and purple corners of his lips were so ironic.
Lan'er couldn't hold back her tears, "Brother, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I don't want to leave!"
Feng just grabbed her hand tightly, pursed her lips, and the corners of her mouth, which she finally raised, dropped a little bit, "Stop making trouble!"
Lan'er was agitated by him, and did not dare to speak.
She didn't expect her brother to be so angry. After the fierce dragon clan left, her brother woke up and beat her up. You know, her brother never beat her, even if she bought meat from her family because she wanted to eat meat. After the meat buns, brother did not beat her.
Lan'er was precocious, so how could she not know why her brother was angry, but she didn't expect that he would be so angry, and even decided to leave their home.
That's their home, even though it was sold to Rouge Shop to treat her father's illness, it's still their home. She has lived here for seven or eight years, and she doesn't want to leave at all.
But she didn't dare to say it, didn't dare to refute it, because she did something wrong.
"you… "
Uncle Zong wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Feng, "Uncle Zong, don't ask, it's really nothing."
Aunt Yun looked at his resolute eyes, stopped Uncle Zong who was about to bear it, and shook her head at him.
Uncle Zong sighed, "What about the rent, is it refunded to you?"
"Say we leave early and don't give back." Lan'er sobbed, "Brother, why don't we leave?"
Feng couldn't laugh anymore, squeezed her hand tightly, and didn't speak.
Uncle Zong looked at the children who had grown up beside him for the past two years, and his heart softened, "Well, there is an auction the day after tomorrow, I need a helper, you help me this time, the auction is over before leaving."
Feng knew what he meant and glanced at him gratefully, "Uncle Zong, thank you, but I think today is a good day to set off."
He said so, Uncle Zong didn't want to say anything, just looked at Aunt Yun, "Wait for me."
He turned around and entered the house, and after a while, he took a small Qiankun bag and put it into Feng's pocket. Lan'er come to the market to see us."
He touched Lan'er's head with his big hand, "Will Lan'er forget Uncle Zong and your Aunt Yun'er?"
"No, I won't forget it!" Lan'er's face was already crying, and she threw herself into Uncle Zong's arms, "Wuwu, I don't want to leave."
Feng held the Qiankun bag in his hand, and he couldn't say anything if he wanted to refuse. He felt that he was despicable. On the one hand, he came to say goodbye. Get some life saver.
For Uncle Zong's kindness, he did not feel humiliated, but felt guilty.
Feng dragged Lan'er who was crying, took a deep look at Uncle Zong and his wife, and left.
He is carrying the ashes of his parents, and is surrounded by his young sister. Their road is still very long.
…
"Everyone has gone away, don't look at it." Uncle Zong closed the shop door irritably, pulled Yuner back, picked a hundred precious fruit and handed it to her, "It's time to eat the fruit."
Yun'er rolled his eyes at him, "Go and find out what's going on, and let your brother with the white-eyed wolf outside take care of them."
Uncle Zong scratched his head, "You don't need to tell me that I will go too. Big brother was not bad to us before."
The father of the Laner brothers and sisters once helped them, although it was only a small favor, but in the past two years, they have also secretly helped the Laner brothers and sisters, but this time, if he was not careful, he was forced away.
How could he not check what was going on.
"Yeah." Yun'er was still in a bad mood. After eating a piece of fruit, she felt tired again. Uncle Zong settled down and went out.
Shortly after the Laner brothers and sisters left, there was a wave of cooling. The continuous rainy days ended, the sky fell with fine snow, and the auction was held as scheduled. Uncle Zong mixed among a group of monks, cautiously changed his appearance and The figure looks more like a wolf clan orc.
The auction didn't last long. Uncle Zong, who looked like a wolf, walked out with a bad look on his face, and happened to bump into Jin Qiang of the dragon who was proud of his face.
"Hey, the wolf clan." Jin Qiang held a beautiful slave fox clan in his arms and looked at him through his nostrils, "Apologize to Lao Tzu!"
"Master, don't be angry." The fox slave girl had a seductive appearance and whispered softly. A pair of crisp hands pressed lightly on Jin Qiang's chest, and suddenly suppressed his anger and stirred up his lust.
Uncle Zong was also careless and didn't want to cause trouble, "I'm sorry, senior, it's because I don't have eyesight."
"Hmph." Jin Qiang kicked him, "Go away."
Uncle Zong immediately left quickly, and Jin Qiang Chunfeng took a sip on the beauty's face proudly.
This time, he could spend a lot of money to buy this little goblin back, but it doesn't matter. Lord Jin Yan also participated in this auction. When he vented his fire, he went to Lord Jin Yan to ask for a reward.
He helped Lord Jin Yan so much, can't he still get some rewards
Jin Qiang thought it was beautiful, but he didn't have any connections and didn't understand the news. Naturally, he didn't know that Master Jin Yan, who he thought would definitely give him grace, came back three days ago, and together with Bai Huan of the White Dragon Clan, He escaped from the secret realm with the poison and demonic energy of an abyss monster.
In a mansion far away from the Dragon Clan Market, Jin Yan was enveloped in dark demonic energy, his skin cracked from time to time, revealing the bloody scales inside, half-dragon and half-human, extremely embarrassed.
He was about to die in pain, and his face that could be called tough was extremely hideous.
"Sir, the people who went to the auction are back!" The happy voice of the maid came from outside, and Jin Yan couldn't wait. medicine!"
The subordinate Jin Long's face turned pale with pain, but he didn't dare to complain at all, so he quickly took out this harvest, "Master, Master Bai Huan also sent people there, we don't have enough money, Jinjiang grass Bought half..."
Jin Yan took a bottle of fourth-order Ningxue Dan in his hand with a twisted expression, stuffed a few in his mouth, and after a while, he spit out a mouthful of black blood, and the mist on his body dissipated a little, and he felt relieved. , sneered, "Oh, that boy Bai Huan..."
He didn't go on, just grabbed the top-grade Qiankun bag in his subordinate's hand, waved his hand, "Go away."
The blood dripping from the shoulders of the subordinate, his face was respectful, he withdrew.
Jin Yan took out a few high-grade spirit stones from the Qiankun bag. After a while, the skin that had been split before gradually grew back. He summoned his spiritual cloud, and his divine sense probed the treasure in his Qiankun bag, his face flashed. A touch of pain and disgust. He summoned Lingyun and went to the residence of the highly respected Keqing alchemist of the Jinlong tribe.
In the territory of the White Dragon Clan, Bai Huan's situation is not much better. He is even more injured than Jin Yan. This time, he went to the secret realm left by the seniors of the Yao Clan. Not only did he not get any precious cultivation methods, but he also met six The power of the rank witch clan and a group of fourth rank abyss monsters almost didn't give their lives to it.
"Jin Yan..." Black blood spilled from Bai Huan's lips, pinching the medicine pill that his subordinates took back, his eyes were full of anger.
When he recovers, he must settle accounts with Jin Yan.
How the two poisoned dragons were going to kill each other aside, Mu Wanwan was caught in a difficult problem—
Because Mao Jiu likes to step on Mr. Long when she is not paying attention, and he never changes.
Mao Jiu is very spiritual, and he has been fed quite well during this time. The hair is much plumper, and the small scarf is brighter than before. He is very energetic these days.
The purchased spirit eggs eventually hatched three chicks. Miraculously, all the hatched ones survived. After eating the spirit fruit for a few days, they have grown down.
The little spirit chickens are bigger than the modern chickens. They are covered with down mixed with milk white and milk yellow. They are very cute. What's even more amazing is that they all agree that Mao Jiu is their mother →_→
I learn to walk with Mao Jiu every day. Considering that they are still very young, Mu Wanwan simply made a big pot in the house as their nest.
The little ling chicken is not dirty, but it is not as clean as the fur-tweeter who loves cleanliness very much. Every day, he will always get some dirt on the ground.
So there was such an embarrassing situation-
The weather was nice today. Mu Wanwan took out the quilt that was covering Mr. Long, and then wanted to bask in the sun, so he wanted to grow seeds in the yard.
After she has been busy for two or three hours, go back to the house.
It was found that Mao Jiu was hopping on Mr. Long with three little chickens.
Their feet were covered with mud, and their little wings were covered with ash. Mu Wanwan also saw a chick slack on his chest.
Mu Wanwan: "..."
"Mengmeng!" Mu Wanwan got a little angry, and quickly grabbed a few dumplings, and angrily tied them in the frame, even if the initiator Mengmeng opened his eyes and "tweeted" cute be spared.
Mu Wanwan tied it up with the diarrhoea chick, and let it experience what it means to share the burden of trouble and odor :)
Then she walked to the bedside, looking at Mr. Long with a pale face and frowning...and the dirt on his body, he was caught in a cleaning problem.
She has been here for more than a month, and she hasn't really given him a bath. She usually scrubs. Fortunately, he's not very dirty.
But this time, Mu Wanwan felt that she couldn't get through without bathing him, not to mention that she would sleep beside him at night.
"Mr. Long, should I give you a bath?"
Mu Wanwan looked at his dirty ears, and said in a low voice.
So a certain dragon, who had just woken up and held back that he didn't dislike the hairballs, was suddenly stunned—
In this embarrassing situation, does he wake up to wash himself, or pretend to be unconscious and let his wife wash it for him? ( ω )
The author has something to say: Mr. Long (shaking his ears and looking serious): "I am a serious dragon, so I choose to pretend to be asleep!"