Chapter 640

The beast stuck his head out of his backpack, his green eyes filled with fear and excitement.

Mingjing stood there quietly, her slender body seemed to have the energy of standing upright, not frightened or afraid, and stood still.

The gust of wind blew her shoulder-length ink hair, her beautiful face was calm in the torrential rain, her dark eyes were like a boundless night, both compassionate and indifferent, pity all things, but all things to her were just a drop in the ocean.

The hurricane formed a vortex and swept towards her, and wherever it passed, it was like a meat grinder, with no grass growing.

The girl stood quietly, her eyes were slightly closed, her palms were lightly closed, and her pure white face had a smile like spring breeze and rain.

A magical scene happened. Those hurricanes came to her, but it was as if they had encountered a barrier, and they could no longer get close.

A hurricane that was enough to overturn a city, but couldn't lift half of a girl's jacket.

To overcome rigidity with softness is the greatest power in the world.

The hurricane roared and roared, like an incompetent person deep in anger, but no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't make any further progress. The beautiful and slender girl seemed to be the hardest copper wall in the world.

Gradually, it was defeated, and the surrounding rocks became more and more tumbled. The trees in the mountains were almost blown up by the hurricane, and these poor plants were bearing its anger.

"The nine seclusions in the human world do not disturb each other. This is the rule set by Heaven. I just take away the senior sister who has strayed into the nine secluded places. After that, we will not disturb the water from the well."

Mingjing said very cultivated, then turned around and carried his bag, and walked away with ease.

Listen carefully to the whistling wind, like someone's roar, but it can only be a roar.

But soon Mingjing couldn't get up easily. The wind and rain in the mountains became stronger and stronger, and the rocks collapsed, blocking the way down the mountain. People who were almost blown by the mountain wind couldn't open their eyes, and the road was difficult to distinguish, let alone going down the mountain.

Only at this moment did the crooked beast dare to quietly stick out his head, patted Ming Jing's shoulder, and then pointed to the north direction.

"That's good, I'll trust you for a while." Dead horses serve as doctors for living horses. Corrupt beasts have grown up in this mountain since they were young, so they are naturally more familiar with this mountain than Ming Jing.

Ming Jing cautiously avoided the collapsed rock, and as expected, he found a small cave. The cave was located at the angle between the two rock walls.

Mingjing was about to walk in, when the crooked beast suddenly exploded, leaping into the cave like lightning.

Immediately afterwards, there were several whining sounds.

Mingjing walked in quickly with a flashlight, and saw a little brown bear under the claws of the beast, and two smaller ones shrank together and shivered.

Ming Jing said helplessly: "Let go of it."

The crooked beast grinned, and the little brown bear under its claws opened a pair of innocent and watery eyes, and I felt pity for it.

"I told you to let it go." Ming Jing's calm voice made the scorpion have to let go of its claws. It was quite funny, and suddenly turned around to deliberately frighten the little brown bear, and the poor little brown bear almost fainted.

Ming Jing was very helpless: "Do you usually bully the weak like this?"

The beast shook his head, of course not.

Der Spiegel believes it is strange.

Ming Jing walked over and bent over to pick up the little brown bear. He was only the size of an adult rabbit. It seemed that he was born not long ago. This cave should be their hibernation cave.

The little brown bear shivered, and Mingjing raised his hand to gently stroke his soft fur, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Maybe it was because the woman's breath was too soft, and the little brown bear carefully stretched out his tongue and licked Mingjing's fingers, then carefully raised his head to look at Mingjing.

Mingjing felt pity and love, and looked outside the cave. Although it blocked the wind and rain, it could not completely isolate the sound of wind and rain. The ground was shaking like that, as if the sky was about to collapse.

Its mother, who went out for food, wondered if she could come back safely.

Maybe Ming Jing was born with a compassionate face, which made the small animals instinctively approach, and the other two little brown bears leaned over each time, as if trying to find a little warmth in Ming Jing.

Der Spiegel treated them equally and calmed their fears.

The crooked beast pricked up two big ears and walked around in front of Mingjing. A pair of beautiful blue eyes stared fiercely at the three little things in Mingjing's arms, and they slid into Mingjing's arms in horror.

Ming Jing was helpless, "You are so bullying and afraid of hardship."

The crooked beast licked its paws, and suddenly its hair stood up, "rubbing" it jumped to the shoulder of the mirror, and a bit of panic was reflected in the green pupils.

The cave is dark, only the flashlight emits a soft and dim yellow light, and the shadow of the mirror is projected on the stone wall of the cave.

I saw that the stone wall of the cave was full of dense snakes, spitting out snake letters, and staring at the direction of the mirror.

Mingjing smiled lightly, without the slightest panic on his face: "It's not wrong to say that you are bullying the soft and afraid of the hard."

Wicked beasts are naturally attracted to flying snakes, not to mention that these snakes have to find a place to shelter from the rain. Today is a narrow road to meet.