Although he felt that the trousers made by the little lady were not ordinary, Mr. wolf still wore them with a red face.

Because of the loss of his left leg, the weak demon force is just barely able to support him. He can stand and walk, and can not relieve the pain. Yuan Jue is very hard to wear.

Bright sweat from the forehead, wet yuan Jue sideburns down the black hair.

His fingers trembled and his fur trousers were tied with unique ropes. His ears were very hot. He didn't know what he was thinking. The whole wolf was very red.

The trousers Ruan Qiuqiu made for him were still shorter. Mr. wolf's big foot and a small ankle were exposed outside;

the trousers on his other leg were very shriveled below the knee, which was empty except for intermittent pain.

But he did not seem to feel very painful, just gently pulled the edge of his pants, the corners of his lips rose, the bottom of his eyes without focus was full of smile, and he said, "too short."

There is not much Demon power in his body, and his time to move is limited. After wearing his clothes, Mr. grey wolf, a snail, saves some snow and sweeps the "storage room" with demon knowledge. When he finds that there is not much wood left at home, he shakes his eyelashes and plans something in his mind.

But before he left, he seemed to have thought of something. He walked back to the wedding room with the wall, sat beside the wedding bed, opened the animal skin on the wedding bed, and revealed the smooth surface of the wedding bed.

There are several holes he made last time. Fortunately, they are outside. On his side, Ruan Qiuqiu doesn't find them.

Yuan Jue pursed his pale lips and slowly stretched out his right hand. In an instant, he became a wolf claw.

He looked at the part of the wedding bed lying under his body very seriously, then carefully stretched out a forefinger, and slowly depicted it on the stone bed with sharp claws.

He is not sure whether his demon power is enough. He comes back after hunting. If necessary, he may use the evil Qi in his blood.

Maybe it's OK to use only a little bit, but he is not sure whether he will completely remember everything he experienced with Ruan Qiuqiu. In case of emergency, he wants to record it.

Although Mr. wolf is an illiterate wolf, there is no complete and systematic writing system in the ancient world, but he can draw.

In fact, he can draw very well, but in order to save time, he just needs to record everything completely -

round eyes, long hair, fur skirt, matchstick like hands and feet are his little lady.

He is the wolf with sharp ears, big tail, lame legs and triangular eyes.

The lame wolf bared his teeth to the match man with long hair. It was their first encounter.

With his eyes closed, he saw the scene of the demon marriage.

He gave a low smile at half a ring. He painted all the things that happened these days, and then he covered the animal skin and left the cave.

……

On the other side, Qiuqiu is trying to get herbs from the cliff opposite.

She didn't know that Mr. wolf had gone out, and she had turned her into a match man with long hair and round eyes. She didn't know that a wolf was secretly doodling on the stone bed →→

she collected several dry vines beside the huge wood near the entrance of the passage, and was rubbing the rope with the little fish.

"Sister Qiu Qiu, is this rope OK?" The little fish looked at the rope in Ruan Qiuqiu's hand with some worry -

it was the thick rope that they had just spent more than half an hour winding tightly together with animal skins and dried vines.

"Yes, don't worry." Ruan Qiuqiu smiles at the child, finds the end of the rope, picks up a small stone, and binds the small stone firmly to the end of the stone.

Ruan Qiuqiu first found a dwarf tree with a height of only two or three meters. After climbing up quickly, he stuck the stone bound section on a branch which was not very thin, and then grabbed the rope to jump down.

If the rope can bear the weight of her jumping, then she plans to drop the rope to a protruding rock wall on the opposite cliff with the help of spiritual power, and the danger of catching it will be much less.

Ruan Qiuqiu grabbed the rope and dropped it for about a minute. After making sure that the rope she and the fish had rubbed out was enough to bear her weight, he took the rope down again.

Mo Yu also responded, he looked at Ruan Qiuqiu with a little worship, "sister Qiu Qiu, is this OK?"

Ruan Qiuqiu "..." If you can't, what should I do? I can't really throw the fish in the past, nor can I swing in the past like Tarzan. The past may be OK. How to come back is a difficult thing.

Although this method may not be successful or dangerous, it is the most reliable one.

Mo Yu looked at the cliff opposite, which was almost vertical and full of protruding spines. Although he was afraid, he said, "I'll go."

"I'm a man, and my grandfather and brother said that I should protect girls."

Ruan Qiuqiu "..."

Her heart warmed for a moment, and suddenly felt that the fish was more lovely than before.

Ruan Qiuqiu took the rope and went to the highest tree with the little fish. He bent down and said to him, "the little man helps to watch the wind. If you see that I am about to fall down, pick me up."She won't fall, but if she doesn't say so, 80% of Mo Yu, a child with strong self-esteem, can't stand it.

The little fish thought for two seconds, then nodded, "don't worry about autumn sister, you are so light, I'm sure I can receive it."

Ruan Qiuqiu listened to his words, and the smile on his lips became stronger.

Although she is really light, she will be very happy to hear such a lovely child say so.

Ruan Qiuqiu touched the head of the little fish. Without delay, he took the rope and spear and climbed up the tallest tree.

she held up the trunk, and then moved a bit of aura in her body to the end of the rope that was tied to the stone. She aimed at a large, convex stone opposite to it and threw it away.

Her strength is not too small, but the direction of throwing is still a little deviation, the previous several times failed.

Ruan Qiuqiu mobilized more aura. When he threw it for the seventh time, he was lucky and had a good angle. With the help of aura, he successfully entangled the sharp stone and made three circles. The end of the stone was stuck in the gap between the stones.

Finally, Ruan Qiuqiu breathed a sigh of relief, straightened the rope, climbed down from the tree trunk, tried several times to make sure that it could bear a lot of tension, then climbed up again and tied the other end of the rope tightly to the tree trunk.

Ruan took a deep breath and made sure that nothing in the knapsack would suddenly fall off. He grabbed the rope and left the trunk completely.

The rope fell down suddenly. Ruan Qiuqiu's feet swayed twice in the air. How could she not be afraid at all? What's more, there was no safety equipment. She only forced herself not to look down. She held on to the rope tightly with both hands. After a little stability, she climbed forward a little bit.

The little fish was standing below, looking up at her, stamping her feet in fear.

Fortunately, the distance between the giant wood and the cliff is less than three meters. Ruan Qiuqiu finally managed to climb to the opposite bank.

Because most of the rocks on the cliff were sharp, Ruan Qiuqiu's fur coat was damaged, and his knees, palms and arms were more or less injured, but fortunately he managed to climb over.

Ruan Qiuqiu didn't care about some painful wounds. He took out the spear thorn from the animal skin knapsack, staggered forward for two steps, and came under the giant wood with difficulty.

She caught a glimpse of a tiny yellowish root, squatting on the ground, gently sweeping the snow to one side with her palm.

When the little ginseng plant really showed its head, Ruan Qiuqiu finally showed a happy smile -

Xiaoyu was right, there are really ginseng here!

Ruan Qiuqiu's eyebrows brightened up and began to dig ginseng carefully.