Xiao Li was originally sitting on a rock at the back. After watching for a while, he suddenly stood up.

"Your Majesty, don't go."

Wang Wanqing hugged Xiao Li's arm tightly. She was afraid of the huge monster and also worried that Xiao Li would be in danger.

Xiao Li patted her hands: "It's okay."

She walked forward and asked the silver-armored guard in front to move away.

Yang Jun guessed something but didn't stop him. However, he still followed Xiao Li closely, fully alert and ready to strike at any time.

Xiao Li walked to the front, stared at the wolf for a few seconds, and suddenly laughed: "Demon descends."

“Ouch!”

The gray wolf responded immediately, pacing around in place, as if wanting to come over but not daring to.

Xiao Li raised his hand and said, "Come here."

“Awooooo ...

After getting permission, the gray wolf's eyes lit up, and it immediately ran over, stopped abruptly in front of Xiao Li, and enthusiastically used its huge wolf head to push Xiao Li's palm.

The fur looks rough, but it feels nice to the touch.

Mojiang was very well-behaved. After being touched a few times, he simply lay down on the ground, looking as if he was willing to be ravaged.

Xiao Li was also very considerate and held it in his arms and rubbed it for a while.

It was very clean and had no strange smell. It was obvious that it was well cared for.

Hugging and kneading such a big wolf was quite healing, and it helped to alleviate a lot of her irritability.

After playing enough with Mojiang, Xiao Li stood up and glanced at the big tree not far away: "If you don't come out, I'll leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, a crimson figure appeared under the tree, staring at Xiao Li with a pair of narrow and feminine eyes, suppressing the surging thoughts that were about to burst out.