"Ahem, please be gentle..." Xia Weiran felt sorry for the little wood spirit. The poor little guy was held in the palm of his hand by Lonely and looked pitiful.
Hearing Xia Weiran's voice, Lonely Ze thought of something. He stretched out his other hand, grabbed the little chicken on his shoulder, and held it in front of him: "Is this guy here to see you?"
"Should..." Xia Weiran hesitated: "Really?"
Then, he realized that she was just a "newly hatched chick" and quickly added: "I'm not sure, after all, I'm just a..."
"Trash snack chicken?" Gu Lingze couldn't help but say this.
Xia Weiran:......
If you can't speak, don't speak!
I can speak for myself, but you can't!
"Easy!" The little wooden spirit struggled out of the palm of Lonely Zehao, jumped up and hovered above Xia Weiran's head: "Easy, Eeyore!"
Xia Weiran: Call for translation, I need translation!弜, where are you?
It's easy to see that the little wood spirit is here to find the little chicken. They look so familiar.
"What does it have to do with you?" Lonely Zehao asked Xia Weiran. At this moment, he was very complicated inside.
When he realized earlier that his son was gone and he was left with only a "girlfriend", he resisted in his heart. But this girl said that he had found the wrong person from the beginning, and the real mermaid cub was still waiting for him to save!
Even my daughter is gone!
How should I put it, anyway, that, this, Lao Wang next door, ah, no, he likes to be a father, and he doesn’t have that, that mood...
The left hemisphere of the brain is laid off.
"it……"
Xia Weiran chose to nod: "It did come to find me."
As for why a chick that has just hatched from its shell can know this, well, maybe, this is some special species with extraordinary talents, right? After all, truly rare and exotic beasts can have inherited memories after they are born, right?
It’s round!
The logic is self-consistent and perfect!
"Then you...are you going to go with it?"
It's better to be alone. I haven't returned to normal yet. Now I speak completely with my mouth and it has nothing to do with my brain.
Xia Weiran:......
Brother, when you say this, the situation I face is very embarrassing. What if I say let it go? It floats and I jump? Let's work together in "Xiaoyaojie" to play out the fantasy adventure of the little wood spirit and the little chicken?
But if I say I won’t go with it, it will make it seem like I am relying on you...
"Eey!" Xiao Muling rushed to answer. It has become smarter now and has learned to nod. It nods crazily at the same place to express its meaning to Lonely Zehao: She is going to follow me!
"In that case..." Lonely took a good look at the little chick, then turned and left without hesitation, feeling full of loneliness: "Then you go, I'm going to find the mermaid cub."
As soon as he finished speaking, he was already more than a hundred little chickens away.
Well, the chicken here is a unit of length, which is approximately equal to the "Teemo Body" used to calculate the distance of mushroom casting in Summoner's Rift.
The length unit chick was dumbfounded: Just, just leave? Didn't you even hesitate?
Am I not your dearest son? You irresponsible guy!
Seeing that he was really about to stage a dwarf wandering story with the little wood spirit, Xia Weiran panicked and quickly called people back.
"Lonely Zehao! Wait!" Afraid that Loneliness Zehao would go too fast and not be heard, Xia Weiran spread out his chicken paws and ran towards Loneliness Zehao: "Wait, take me with you, don't leave me behind. Here!”
