Chapter 57: My Little Golden Dragon Will Be Fine
Hey, Jinshan, here you go.
Nan Jia wrapped the two mutton legs in paper and ran happily into the forest.
Nanjia ran into the forest, stood on the ground and looked into the trap.
In the trap lies a small golden dragon about one meter and two meters long. It curls up and moans from its throat from time to time.
Sensing the arrival of humans, it slightly raised its head and looked at the girl carved in pink and jade.
As if to scare people away, it raised its golden eyes, bared its teeth at Nanjia, and let out a threatening growl.
Ah, this is so cute.
Nanjia felt weak in her heart as she looked at the alert little cutie.
The survivalist reminded: "There is a big tree behind you on the left, and there is a ladder hidden behind it."
Nanjia quickly ran over to move the ladder.
Looking at the people leaving, Mo Yan lowered his head again and looked at his right leg that was caught in the trap, his eyes dark and gloomy.
Nan Jia came back soon. She dragged the ladder and said to Mo Yan who was low down: "You get out of the way, I will throw the ladder down, don't hit you."
Mo Yan understood what she said, and his scrutinizing and oppressive eyes glanced at Nan Jia's body, seeming to confirm the credibility of her words.
Nanjia slowly lowered the ladder whether she believed it or not.
After placing the ladder in place, she shook her arms and climbed down from the ladder.
Mo Yan growled from his belly and warned Nanjia.
Its roar could not scare Nanjia away. Nanjia even reached out and touched its head, coaxing it with a soft voice: "Okay, okay, I'll save you. "No, don't be afraid."
The soft touch on the top of his head stunned Mo Yan, and his entire dragon body was a little stiff.
She just touched herself and pinched her little horns?
Mo Yan was a little shy and buried his head.
Nan Jia is almost adorable by its little moves.
She walked to the side of the animal trap and looked at its bloody legs caught in the animal trap. She felt a little distressed.
Mo Yan raised his head and looked at Nanjia, who was squatting next to his bloody legs. He subconsciously shrank his legs.
With this movement, there was blood again on the leg.
"Roar" Mo Yan shouted out of pain or annoyance, not knowing whether it was pain or irritation.
Nan Jia quickly reached out and held down Mo Yan's leg to prevent it from moving to prevent further injury.
Nan Jia reasoned with Mo Yan as if coaxing a child: "There are barbs in it, you can't move around. It will tear your flesh apart."
"Roar" Mo Yan seemed to be telling Nanjia that he knew.
"Stop moving, I will untie the animal trap with you."
Nanjia told Mo Yan, she stood up and took the iron animal trap to look at her small body.
She doubted very much whether she could open the bear trap.
Survival also felt a bit difficult: "There are two iron rods in the corner, follow them and hit them hard."
Nanjia took out the iron rods in the corner, and she saw the trapper There was something like a pedal protruding from the right side of the trap. She stepped on it with both feet, causing the trap's mouth to open.
But her strength was still a little weak enough to fully open the animal trap. She inserted two iron rods into the animal trap that had already opened a gap.
She held the stick with both hands and pushed hard in two directions.
Nan Jia was mentally discussing with the survivor: "I feel like I really don't have that much strength to pry it open. Why don't you give me a cheat? Make me as strong as an ox now." ”
Before the survivor could reply, Nanjia felt his hand being attached and felt warm.
Mo Yan saw Nan Jia's effort and grabbed Nan Jia's hand to lend her strength.
"Click" the bear trap is opened
Mo Yan quickly pulled out his injured leg.
Nanjia used an iron rod to pick out the bear trap and threw it into the corner.
Nan Jia turned around and saw Mo Yan who was about to lick the wound. She hurriedly shouted to stop: "Don't lick." Mo Yan was stunned. He straightened up and looked at Nan Jia in confusion.
The round golden eyes stared straight at Nanjia, tilting his head slightly and not understanding why she had to stop him.
Nanjia walked up to Mo Yan, looked him in the eyes and explained to him: "The animal trap is rusty and must have bacteria. Maybe there is blood from other animals on it. Don't lick it."
< br>Mo Yan looked at his injured leg, and then at Nanjia, who had a serious look on his face, and he had no choice but to give up.
Mo Yan was so well-behaved that Nanjia couldn't help but stroke its head again and said with a smile: "It's so well-behaved."
Mo Yan pushed her palm hard.
Nan Jia's heart was itching to be touched by Mo Yan. She asked with a smile: "Can you shrink? I will take you out and treat your wounds."
Nanjia's current small body simply couldn't carry Mo Yan, so he could only make it smaller.
Mo Yan looked at Nan Jia seriously, his eyes motionless.
It is now in a weak stage and has only a little bit of mana.
If I use my remaining mana to shrink, I will really be at the mercy of others.
Nan Jia thought Mo Yan had nothing to do, so she scratched her head to think of a solution. If that doesn't work, let the survivalist play cheats for you.
"No way? Then I'll think of a way to get you up there."
As soon as Nan Jia finished speaking, he saw that Mo Yan had shrunk, about 40 centimeters long. Even cuter!
Nan Jia took off his black cloak and put it on Mo Yan's body, wrapping it up completely.
She knew that if it didn't disguise itself, it would probably be beaten to death as soon as it went out.
Then she held Mo Yan in her arms. She held Mo Yan sideways, avoiding his injured right foot.
Nan Jia thought for a while, turned around in her side bag and handed another unbitten leg of lamb to Mo Yan: "You eat it. If you eat something when it hurts, at least you will feel better."
Mo Yan Yan held the leg of lamb with both paws and raised his eyes to look at Nanjia.
“Eat”
Mo Yan started to eat, he was really hungry.
Nan Jia hugged Mo Yan and climbed from the ladder to the ground. She knew that Mo Yan's legs needed urgent treatment, so she carried Mo Yan and walked out of the forest.
The guards were anxiously looking for Nanjia. The only princess was lost and she would be executed by the king if she returned.
As soon as Nanjia walked out of the forest, the guards rushed over.
The captain of the guard gathered around Nanjia and asked anxiously: "Princess, where have you been? I have been looking for you for a long time? Are you injured?"
"I went to pick it up in the forest. An injured... um... little hunting dog arrived."
Nanjia thought about the words and finally chose to say small hunting dog.
The captain of the guard looked at the group, small hunting dog? This isn't too small either.
Described as a small hunting dog, Mo Yan was extremely unhappy. He purred and bumped his head against Nan Jia's chest.
A hunting dog is such a lowly breed, does it deserve to be compared with myself?
When Nanjia lost his temper with himself, Nanjia smiled and stroked its back to comfort it.
Mo Yan was coaxed and stayed in her arms obediently, not moving around.
Nanjia looked at the captain of the guard and asked: "Is there a carriage? I need to return to the palace immediately. It is injured and needs to be treated."
"Yes, you come with me."
< br>The servant on the side looked at the princess struggling to hold the little hunting dog that was half her size. He stretched out his hand and said: "Princess, let me hold it for you. Don't get tired."
Today's third update , I’m great!
Which little cutie gave me a good review and then withdrew it? Humph, come back quickly! Come back! Can’t afford it? Um? Give it back to me quickly~
(End of this chapter)