Chapter 7

The reason why Ruan Qiuqiu tried his best to cure Mr. wolf was very complicated, not only because he was her husband now, but also because only he was alive could he reluctantly give her a safe home.

Buried in the bottom of my heart, there is more than a few unspeakable sympathy, and

A little baffled expectation.

Looking forward to, maybe he is not so abnormal and terrible as the rumor;

Looking forward to her life and his wound together, slowly get better.

In this way, she will not be so lonely in this ancient fantasy world where the three human demons and Demons coexist.

After all, now, in this world and her relationship with the demon, is only Mr. wolf.

If he's dead, too

Ruan took a deep breath, a little afraid to face such a lonely and difficult life.

She shook her head and forced herself to calm down.

She stretched out her frozen numb fingertips and tried to feel the water element in the air around her, guiding the powers in her body bit by bit. After a moment, a drop of water with slight healing effect was hard to condense.

She knelt down on the stone bed to get closer to Mr. wolf, holding his chin in one hand, breaking his pale lips, shaking the other hand, and feeding him the drop of water.

In order not to waste, Ruan Qiuqiu didn't avoid suspicion, and wiped his lips with his finger pulp after dripping the water.

Although Mr. wolf was in the demon's self-protection mechanism and lowered his temperature, he still kept some temperature on his lips.

It's warm and soft. It feels wonderful. It's still warm.

Ruan Qiuqiu didn't hold back. He pressed twice again. Then he suddenly regained his consciousness. He quickly took back his fingers which were about to be frozen into carrots. He pressed his prickly head a little powerlessly.

Fortunately, the abnormal wolf, who was said to be very cruel, was in a coma. Otherwise, how could she explain that she took advantage of the wolf's danger and looked like a light on him.

But the original male is not, male demon's lip is this kind of touch

Ruan Qiuqiu's ear tip was a little hot. She calmed down and spent most of her powers. She condensed a drop of water and fed it to Mr. wolf.

This time, she did not dare to touch his lips. She endured the weakness of the hollowed out powers and observed the face of Mr. wolf.

The effect of her powers was obvious. She could not calm down until he recovered a little.

It's getting darker outside, and the light is much weaker when you come to the inside of the cave.

Ruan Qiuqiu opened his eyes and tried to find some blood color from Mr. wolf's pale face.

In fact, he is a very handsome wolf

I don't know if it's because of pain. My black eyebrows are tightly wrinkling, and my eyebrows are twisted into a slightly ferocious river. His eyes are long and narrow, and his eyelashes are thick and dense, like two small fans that vibrate gently.

Mr. wolf's eyes are very unhealthy blue and black, along the bottom you can see the straight bridge of the nose and slightly pursed, only some temperature of the pale thin lips.

He was the clearest and most beautiful wolf demon she had ever seen. If you ignore the terrible scar on his face that runs from his left forehead all the way to the right eyelid.

Although the long and deep scar did not hurt Mr. wolf's two eyeballs, it destroyed his delicate and beautiful face.

Some flesh and blood mixed with blood scab can be seen from the wound that has not been healed, which makes his whole wolf look strange and absurd.

He is really a miserable wolf.

When she was dying, she was abandoned by the tribe. Her face was destroyed, her legs were broken, and her eyes could not be seen. Ruan Qiuqiu looked at the little blood on Mr. wolf's cheek, and remembered that when she had just come over, the wolf cub was still gnawing snow.

Ruan Qiuqiu glanced at Mr. wolf's shriveled abdomen, touched his own shriveled stomach, and sighed silently.

If not too hungry, which wolf demon who once had a lot of dignity would like to become the weakest and gnaw the snow in confusion

He is worse than her. At least she has some food and animal skin.

Her husband had nothing but wolf meat and a cold cave.

Eyes sour, Ruan Qiuqiu got up from the cold stone bed, and felt a trace of comfort.

She looked at a wolf in a coma and joked, "you must live, or I will make you a wolf, Mr. grain reserve."

The cold wind came in bit by bit, and Ruan Qiuqiu spent two or three minutes figuring out all the structure of the cave and counting all the possessions of her husband.

The cave is quite large in area and considerable in height. As soon as you come in, there is an open space of about 20 square meters, on which are scattered Mr. wolf's hair and some blood stains.

If you take a few steps inside, the cave will become narrower. You can get to the "master bedroom" by turning a corner. It is about 30 square meters. In the innermost part of the cave, there is a large stone bed which is rarely leveled. It is also very new and seems to have just been made.

If you don't turn the corner, you can walk to another narrow "storage room", which is only about five or six square meters, with cold stone pots and several wooden pots.

It looks like a new one.

In addition to these stone pots and basins, there are several very flat stones, some dry wood, two flints in the "storage room", and there is a stone table and a stone stool in the master bedroom.

In addition, Ruan Qiuqiu did not find anything else.

She sighed and gave a bitter smile, deeply feeling that life was difficult.

A wolf in the beginning, nothing else.

Living in a cave, outside is the forest.

At any time, there is the possibility of being killed and eaten by demons or demons. This life really has no guarantee. She wants to go back to the end of the world to sell water, and at least she can eat and wear warm clothes.

However, the idea of complaining only appeared for a moment, and Ruan Qiuqiu soon got up.

She built a simple stove with the stones near the air outlet in the storage room. She put up the stone pot which was thin at the bottom, and took some clean snow from the outside with a wooden basin.

She moved some dry firewood. She pinched the flint with her aching fingers. After several attempts, she finally lit the fire.

Taking advantage of the time of burning snow, Ruan Qiuqiu ran back and forth several times, and cleaned up the places inside and outside the cave which were still stained with Mr. wolf's blood.

Although I don't know whether it's useful to do so, the smell of blood easily leads to big beasts. She believes that if Mr. wolf turns into a giant wolf, he can beat him, but the price must be very heavy.

It is better to avoid risks as much as possible.

Not far away, the sky gradually darkened. Ruan Qiuqiu looked up at the forest covered with huge trees, which looked like some gloomy forest, and shivered.

Although the situation is a little worse than the worst she expected before she married, she still has to live anyway.

She also has powers, and there are firewood in the cave. She also brings animal skin and some food that can barely keep warm. She can still survive for ten days and a half months by eating only one meal a day, enduring a little hunger and drinking more water.

When she had a better rest, she would try to hunt or exchange salt stone for some food.

However, the herbs she brought were not enough. She had to find a way to get some more herbs.

However, the top priority now is to take care of Mr. wolf's wound, and then cook something warm to replenish his physical strength.

Not only was Mr. wolf dying, she felt that she was about to lose her support, and her sight gradually blurred. Ruan Qiuqiu raised her hand and bit her arm, trying to recover her consciousness with pain. She staggered into the cave.

When Mr. wolf was dying, Ruan Qiuqiu tried to figure out how to survive.

The wind lion tribe is full of joy.

It's not just because they got 300 Jin of salt stone from the burning wolf tribe and solved the salt rock crisis.

It is also because Lu Ziran, the most powerful and handsome warrior of the younger generation in their tribe, returned with several fat prey.