Traveling through the beast world

Chapter 237 Mo Ran Escaped! (5)

"Dead tiger, stinky tiger, dead tiger, stinky tiger..."

Mo Ran stared at her with tiger eyes, and with a roar, he opened his tiger's mouth and exposed his fangs to threaten her to be quiet. Song Weiwei cried Lihua tearfully, and continued to cry regardless of his threats.

Unable to be bothered, Mo Ran got up from the ground and approached her, the meaning was obvious, if you cry again, I will eat you.

"Eat me, come on! Come on! It's easier to die than being thrown to death by you and being eaten by you, eat me!" Song Weiwei suddenly jumped up from the ground like a chicken blood, and said to her He lifted up his little face, and jumped up a bit, looking eager to be eaten.

Mo Ran didn't move.

"You eat it! Why don't you eat it! I know I was wrong at the beginning. I drove your poisonous tongue and you accidentally caused Zai Zai to have a miscarriage, but you were the one who possessed me strongly from the beginning and never asked me what I thought. Yes, what are you talking about, as long as I give birth to you, you will leave. What am I? You don’t understand anything, you don’t understand anything!” The more she spoke, the more excited she became, and finally Song Weiwei turned into a hysterical roar.

The snow was rustling, the mountains were silent, her voice was desolate and desperate, and the hibernating birds were shocked, and they flew out of their nests and stood on the treetops to watch them.

She was crying and he was watching. Seeing him not moving, Song Weiwei thought he had listened. Just as she relaxed slightly, she saw Mo Ran's front hoof kicking towards her again.

He kicked her in the stomach, and her internal organs were about to be shattered. Song Weiwei stuck to the tree pole again, and the snowflakes on the trembling tree fell all over her body. When she fell from the tree pole, her heart was ashamed. .

Mo Ran is a cold-blooded and ruthless devil, she doesn't expect to use emotion to influence him!
Her head was buried in the snow nest, motionless, her whole head was icy and cold, as if soaked in a refrigerator, the cold let her thoughts go back to the cage, and she calmed down quickly.

She must face the predicament rationally.

She must not be taken away by Mo Ran!
Song Weiwei raised her head and quietly looked around. Except for the snow, there were mountains. It felt like walking in the desert. I couldn't tell the difference between the south, the north, and the north, and I was at a loss.

Mo Ran seemed to have had enough rest, and walked towards her, as if he was going to carry her on his back and continue on his way.

Song Weiwei climbed up with difficulty, and suddenly saw the endless plum blossom footprints in the snow on the side of the mountain.

This barren mountain is freezing cold, and there will be no other animals here except the two of them.

Judging by the shape and size of Meihua's footprints, it was obviously the dead tiger's.

Undoubtedly, following this long footprint can find the direction back to the wooden house.

Song Weiwei had an idea and had an idea.

She couldn't run away from Mo Ran, and if she wanted to escape under his nose, she could only use a method that caught him off guard.

This mountain is high and steep, she should be rolling down very fast, as long as she keeps rolling in the direction of his footprints, and keeps rolling, it should be able to delay for some time.

Once Bei Mingxuan finds out that she and Mo Ran are both missing, he will definitely come to her as soon as possible.

All she can do is procrastinate.

Song Weiwei tightly protected her head with her thick fur coat and hat to prevent herself from being hurt while rolling. In an instant, she ran to the edge of the cliff at the speed of a [-]-meter sprint, wrapped her head in her hands and rolled down the mountain quickly in the posture of a ball ...

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After Song Weiwei left with the rose in her arms, Bei Mingxuan thought that he would sleep well after eating egg custard, but he tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, not feeling sleepy at all, and only thought about the bowl of eggs he ate soup.

That woman made it specially for him!
(End of this chapter)