Chapter 59: Fifty-nine wolves

Grandma Ruyi supported Ruan Qiuqiu with a willow branch, looked at her pale face, and eased her tone, "Grandma knows a place, and is a little away from here, closer to the Winter Bear Tribe."
Grandma Ruyi smiled, "These said later, you just had some overdraft. Grandma will take you back to our house, wait for a better rest, and then send you back to your cave."
"I ..." Ruan Qiuqiu subconsciously wanted to refute the wishful grandma. Although she hadn't been away from home for a long time, she always felt that Mr. Wolves is now in a critical period and she was a little uneasy without looking at him.
Qing Ruyi reached out and nodded Ruan Qiuqiu ’s forehead. "The vitality of the half-demon and half-demon is very tenacious. You are now weaker. If you go back hurriedly, you will not only be unable to help, but will also add to the chaos.
"Okay, go back with grandma. Grandma talks to you about cultivation methods and some news from nearby tribes."
Qing Ruyi said, no longer covering up, the wicker was turned around, and soon the edible wild vegetables were dug out of the ground, and by the way, a passing fat bird was pulled by the wicker.
She simply used a willow branch to set up a convenient plank to hold Ruan Qiuqiu, fixed her, and began to go back.
Looking at an old lady who dragged the willow board and pulled herself away, Ruan Qiuqiu would be really embarrassed if she knew that Ruyi's grandmother was several times stronger than herself.
But she doesn't want to go now, even getting up is difficult.
Because she didn't need to worry about her speed, Grandma Ruyi walked fast, Ruan Qiuqiu and they quickly returned to Grandpa Mo's cave.
But unlike the usual quiet atmosphere, when approaching the cave, the pale Ruan Qiuqiu heard a harsh scolding from the ear.
"Uncle Lin Xun, this stinky kid named Mo Yu, last time he sneaked into the clan witch's residence and stole a lot of herbs. His mother, apologize to Lao Tzu." The familiar young wolf demon sounded, Ruan Qiuqiu He looked up and saw that when she went to the Yanwol tribe to change herbs, she was sad about her wolf demon Ning Yue.
Next to Ning Yue, there is also a middle-aged wolf demon, which is the middle-aged wolf demon led by the one who took her back from the wind lion tribe.
Beside the two wolves, the Mo family has wounds and dirt on their faces and bodies to varying degrees. Grandpa Mo and Mo Mao were standing in front of Xiaoyu and Mint, holding bone knives for meat cutting.
"Old man, get away." Ning Yue said poorly, pointing to the little fish behind Grandpa Mo. "Let your grandson come out and apologize. According to the rules, as long as we have a trace of theft on his face, we won't find you again Trouble. "
"What a joke?" Ruan Qiuqiu couldn't help standing up, his voice was full of anger but appeared a little small because of weakness.
A steal mark is engraved on the face of the little fish, and the little fish will survive in the shadows for the rest of his life. Moreover, the little fish did not steal the herb from the clan witch's residence, he just went in and looked at the herb. What it looks like.
If he had stolen the herb at that time, there would be no risk of going to the forest with her later.
The middle-aged wolf demon Lin Xun, who was on the side, did not speak, but clearly agreed with Ning Yue, even if he knew that the herbs were taken by other demon.
In his eyes, Grandpa Mo's family, who had lived in the Yanlang tribe for a short time, were just marginal tribes.
Not to mention slandering the little fish and stealing something, and imprinting a mark on his face, even if Grandpa Mo and his family were all rushed to the forest to feed the beasts, he would not feel anything.
An old and weak family, unable to make any contribution to the tribe, is the judgment of him and the clan witches.
Lin Xun was too lazy to talk nonsense. He glanced at Ruan Qiuqiu and Qing Ruyi who hurriedly came, and his eyes crossed with amazement, "Who is this old lady?"
"Hehe." Qing Ruyi sneered when he heard Lin Xun's words. He was too lazy to talk nonsense with them. He narrowed his eyes and waved his sleeves at the two monsters.
Ning Yue and Lin Xun only felt a flower in front of them. It seemed that there were several willow branches suddenly blooming in front of them. There was a sharp pain in the jaw and arm. Then he recovered, and only spurted blood from his mouth.
Ning Yue was directly stunned by this, and the pain slowly hit him. He looked dizzy at the pool of blood on the snow, and later realized that his two fangs were knocked off.
Lin Xun is stronger than Ning, but he hasn't been able to escape. His teeth have always been tough, and there are now signs of shaking.
"You!" Lin Xun covered his mouth, and there was some air leakage when he talked. His angry face was green but he responded quickly. He was not the opponent of the old lady who didn't know where he came from.
"What am I?" Grandma Ruyi smiled kindly, but her body was not weak. She looked at Lin Xun and Ning Yue who couldn't get up with a smile, "Go back and tell you the witch, I will find it tonight he."
"Now you can get away."
Grandma Ruyi still smiled, but Lin Xun and Ning Yue didn't dare to say another word. The two demon climbed up from the ground in disgrace, Ning Yue only dared to stare at Grandpa Mo, and they helped him in Uncle Lin Xun. Running away in vain.
Grandpa Mo raised his head, looked at Ruyi Grandma, and lowered his head again, without speaking.
The little fish on one side rubbed his red eyes and chuckled a little, saying, "Grandma Ruyi, Sister Qiuqiu, I didn't steal anything, I really didn't steal anything."
Ruan Qiuqiu felt a little distressed, and he raised his eyebrows and touched his head to comfort him. "Well, I know."
She believed that it was not the herbs he had taken that the taste of being misunderstood by the demon was uncomfortable.
Ruan Qiuqiu looked at Xiaoyu's red eyes and wondered why he thought of Mr. Tianluo gray wolf at home.
She seemed to follow the appearance of a little fish, and saw a wolf cub much smaller than him. It seemed that she had scarlet eyes and stood in the eyes of accusations.
The young wolf cub explained it again and again, but no demon wanted to believe him.
Ruan Qiuqiu didn't know what was wrong with him. When he was idle, he would think about the wolf.
It seems that she cares a little differently about the wolf.
Is it because he is her nominal husband, so she always thinks of him?
Ruan Qiuqiu was confused by her mood. She pressed the unnatural heat on her cheeks and eased over for a while to help Grandpa Mo bandage their wounds.
Fortunately, the herbs she had harvested on the cliff with the fish last time were still abundant, and everyone's injuries were not too serious. However, Grandma Ruyi's mood obviously became very bad. From Ning Yue they fled to Ruan Qiuqiu to help Grandpa Mo bandage them, and they kept silent with a cold face.
Ruan Qiuqiu knew that Grandma Ruyi was not happy 80% because Grandpa Mo was clearly in danger, but she didn't think of asking her to help.
For this mood, she is very understandable.
If one day, the wolf is too painful because of the demonization period, so she runs away silently, and she will be angry in ten percent.
Even, Mint found why Grandma Ruyi was not happy, but Mo Family's three male demon did not find it.
Grandpa Mo just felt a little uneasy about Grandma Ruyi's abnormality.
Since meeting yesterday, Ruyi has been sticking to him. In addition to the time for hunting, he has to squeeze with him in a small bed at night.
She became so old for him, but he did not want to delay her, and refused to be too close to her. If Qingqing really wants to open it, it might be a good thing.
He was no longer the young man who knew nothing about the world, and he knew how to endure and hide his feelings.
Qing Ru's opinion was that Mo Bugui seemed to see through everything. The flames in his heart grew higher and higher, and he didn't want to ignore him.
So throughout the afternoon, Ruan Qiuqiu, besides comforting little fish, using vines and bird feathers to make baskets with mint, etc., faced grandfather Mo, who was a life-or-death see-through, and a kind, desperate grandma.
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Looking at the sky, it was getting dark. Grandma Ruyi did not mean to take her back to the cave. Ruan Qiuqiu reminded her in a small voice, "That, Grandma Ruyi, it's going to be dark ..."
Before Ruan Qiuqiu finished speaking, the voice of Xiao Mint came to her ears, "Sister Qiuqiu, sleep with me at night!"
She carried a thick animal skin quilt and spread it on her small bed, proudly saying, "Grandma helped me make the bed bigger and we can sleep."
Ruan Qiuqiu "???" Wait, when did she say she would rest here.
"Huh." Qing Ruyi glanced sideways at Grandpa Mo, who was sitting on the side, wondering if she was answering her, or secretly saying, "What good is a dog man."
Ruan Qiuqiu "..."
Noting her expression, Qing Ruyi turned her gaze, "The same goes for the demon."
Ruan Qiuqiu "............"
In the end, Ruan Qiuqiu was forced to have dinner at Grandpa Mo's house, and was forced to pack the meat in a willow box.
The sky was completely dark, and it was almost night, and Grandma Ruyi just let her go back to the cave.
Ruan Qiuqiu held a torch bundled with willow branches in his hand as a lighting tool for the night.
Grandma Ruyi walked very slowly. On this way, she told Ruan Qiuqiu about the tribes around her.
After hearing Ruan Qiuqiu say something about caring about Dongxiong tribe, Qing Ruyi touched her chin, "Grandma will take you tomorrow, if you go all out, it will only take half a day."
"Exactly, Grandma wants to visit the market near the Winter Bear Tribe."
During the conversation, Grandma Ruyi and Ruan Qiuqiu were getting closer and closer to the cave, but Grandma Ruyi stopped suddenly in the place more than ten minutes away from the cave.
Qing Ruyi's expression is a little weird, and a rare whisper, "Huh?" Why has it entered such a serious period of demonization, and that wolf cub can still move?
Ruan Qiuqiu was puzzled, and just wanted to ask what happened to Grandma Ruyi. Why did he stop suddenly, he felt a cold wind roaring in front of him, and the fire in his hand was clearly extinguished, dyeing the snowflakes in front of the clothes with warm colors.
She lifted her head subconsciously, a familiar hoarse voice came from her ear, and the deep roar was mixed with obvious threats.
Mr. Big Bad Wolf!