The Little Farmer's Daughter is a Divine Doctor

Dongfang Yi raised his hand and pinched Wen Ruolan's small face: "there are still many outstanding things about her."

“……。” Wen Ruolan is very speechless. There are many outstanding points. The throwing knife is good, the strength is good, and the speed is... Well, it's also good.

Outside the carriage, Duro looked at the three pheasants in front of him who had broken their arms. They were all shivering, and he was even more afraid when he looked at the bell.

"Burn it." Lingyu raised her chin and pointed to the earth pit: "I'm not full either. Burn it for me."

"Ah?" If Du looked at the earth pit and the pheasant, he would cry: "I will not."

"She will. She'll call for the fire." Bell language arrogant voice, Wen Ruolan black face, have a look! I know that this girl doesn't regard herself as the master, even if she doesn't regard herself as the master. It means the cook.

Du Ruo shook his head like a rattle: "no, my sister is tired. I'll burn it for you."

Another burst of pheasant crow, a feather of Duro sitting on the ground: "you kill them not?"

"No, it's delicious." Lingyu sat beside him: "if you don't cook it for me, I'll eat it raw, and it's delicious."

Wen Ruolan felt sick and looked at Dongfang Yi: "do you think she picked it up on the mountain?"

"Well." Dongfang Yi nodded: "wolves."

Wen Ruolan thought of wolf child and understood the reason why Lingyu was so powerful and fast.

"Sister." Dureau came to the door of the carriage.

"No matter." Wen Ruolan replied.

As soon as Du Ruo looked back, he saw Lingyu holding the pheasant, bowed his head and bit the pheasant's neck. He immediately grabbed the curtain open and jumped into the car.

"Sister, go and burn one. That guy ate it raw." DORO is going to cry.

Wen Ruolan suppressed a nausea in her heart and shook her head ruthlessly: "no, let her beg me."

"Then I beg you." At the door, carrying a pheasant that had been bitten to death, Lingyu's mouth was stained with two chicken feathers, and there was blood in the corner of his mouth: "it's not delicious. Burn one for me."

Wen Ruolan glanced at the bell and said, "if you want me to burn it, I'll burn it for you? What do you think I am? "

Ling Yu looks at Dongfang Yi pitifully. The dependence in her eyes is too obvious. Seeing that Dongfang Yi has no expression at all, she turns her head and walks away.

With tears in her eyes, she went to the distance and squatted down, as if biting the pheasant in her hand.

Wen Ruolan got goose bumps. In fact, she just wanted to break the spirit of Lingyu, but the child put on the air.

"That's enough." Wen Ruolan muttered and got up to get out of the carriage.

Du Ruo wanted to give birth to two more hands and feet, pick up firewood everywhere, and get close to it several times: "don't eat, vomit!"

Bell language bares teeth a very delicate wolf roar, scared Du Ruo to run away.

Dongfang Yi gets out of the carriage and goes over, holding out his hand.

Lingyu raises her head. The bloody pheasant in her hand falls to the ground. She cries and pours on Dongfang Yi.

Wen Ruolan is in a complicated mood to deal with the pheasant. He buries two pheasants together and lets Du Ruo look at the fire. He goes to the carriage and takes out your water bag and soft handkerchief, which is wet.

Dongfang Yi carefully wipes the blood on the corner of his mouth for Lingyu when he receives it. His voice reproaches him a little: "when you've grown up, do you have to eat raw meat?"

Lingyu cried louder.

Dongfang Yi is patient and cleans her mouth and hands a little bit: "take you back."

Lingyu jumps away like being shocked. She stares at Dongfang Yi with alert eyes. Her eyes are too pure but too sharp. Wen Ruolan turns away.

"You're a good boy, but you're not fit to be with her." When Dongfang Yi raises his hand, there is a low roar in Lingyu's voice, even a subconscious gesture of attack.

Seeing that she doesn't come over, Dongfang Yi turns away with a cold face.

Lingyu squatted in the distance and quietly looked at the carriage. The pain and despair mixed together in those eyes, which made people worried.

Wen Ruolan dug out the roast pheasant, smashed the dry mud, the aroma of the chicken floated out, and Duro ran over immediately.

"Eat meat, come with me."

Lingyu looked up at Du ruo's hand and shed tears in the twinkling of an eye: "brother, don't want me."

"It's OK. Come and eat meat with me." Duro trembled forward to send the hand: "you and my sister together, you see, my sister is tearing the chicken for you."

Ling Yu watched Wen Ruolan tearing the chicken carefully. Because it was too hot, she had to pinch her ears and suck her nose: "brother, don't want me."

Duro bent down to take her hand: "I want you to be good?"

Lingyu suddenly saw that Du Ruo released his hand and stepped back: "I, I mean, we eat delicious food together. You catch chicken, I pick up firewood, and my sister cooks it for us."

"Good." Ling Yu took the initiative to reach out and grab Du ruo's hand: "brother, don't want me." With his mouth turned, tears would fall again.

Du Ruo immediately clenched the hand of Lingyu: "just follow me, you don't hit me."

Wen Ruolan lowered his head to deal with the chicken. In his ear, there was a conversation between the two children. It was false to say that he was not moved. Especially knowing that Lingyu grew up in the wolves, he tore the chicken and got up and went into the carriage in silence.

Du Ruo rang the bell and sat at the small table. He lit up a pile of firewood again. After a while, it was dark.

"Delicious." Lingyu sat at the table and enjoyed himself, smiling with curved eyebrows.

Wen Ruolan looks at them through the window and gently leans against Dongfang Yi's arms: "do you particularly love her?"

"Well." Dongfang Yi has a deep voice.

"I'm stingy." Wenruolan embarrassed smile: "I think she is also your admirer, it is not."

Dongfang Yi looks down at her and uses some strength in her arm: "she was picked up by Anshun on the mountain. In order to train me, he needs to go up the mountain to catch wolves."

"How old was she when she brought it back?" Wen Ruolan saw Lingyu eating happily, and there was a smile in the corner of her mouth.

When Dongfang Yi saw the smile on the corner of her mouth, her heart dropped and her voice was very light: "five or six years old, when she picked it up, she was a little female wolf without hair. She couldn't speak or walk."

Wen Ruolan gives him a gentle white eye. What is a little female wolf without hair?!

"She's very flexible. After all, she's human, so she's very smart. She can control wolves." Dongfang Yi lightly hooked his lips: "Huanxi just heard others say it, no one has ever seen Lingyu."

"Why did you let her follow me?" Wen Ruolan leans comfortably in Dongfang Yi's arms.

Dongfang Yi whispered in her ear: "loyalty, as long as you are treated as a relative by her, then you are in no danger."

"Well?" Wen Ruolan expressed disbelief.

Dongfang Yi pinched her small nose: "since I was a child, there are more wolves in my house than people. Anshun has trained Lingyu for many years. It's the most suitable place for you."

Wen Ruolan looks at Du Ruo carrying water to send it to Lingyu. He pulls Lingyu to the fire. Lingyu shakes his head in conflict. Du Ruo knows that the wolf is afraid of fire, so Lingyu is afraid of fire.

The night is quiet, with occasional birdsong.

Bell language several times to come, the carriage were pulled by Du Ruo, two people sitting far away next to the fire, the beating fire red their faces.

"DORO, wait a minute." Lingyu touched her round stomach, put her hands on the ground, and raised her head slightly. With a beautiful wolf roar, Du Ruo held Lingyu directly.

The bell language jumps away with a giggle, and hides itself in the forest flexibly. In a moment, a pair of green eyes appear. Du Ruo Ma goes into the carriage and points out: "there are wolves, wolves!"