In the mountains at night in early spring, the cool breeze is chilling to the bone.
He was not affected at all by the fact that he was only wearing a ragged thin cotton jacket.
The bag weighing hundreds of pounds on her back did not cause her any burden.
The steps are cheerful and light.
The cool breeze blew by, and the man in the cotton jacket raised his nose and his eyes sparkled.
Delicious...
She turned around and ran towards the depths of the dense forest.
The old forest in the mountain village is covered with dead branches and leaves, and thorns are everywhere.
Even though the cotton-padded jacket was carrying a heavy bag, it was not affected at all and it continued to walk briskly.
He was getting closer and closer, and his saliva soaked his clothes.
A strong gray wolf flashed past the cotton-padded jacket.
The man in the cotton-padded jacket paused and turned to chase the gray wolf.
"It's delicious. Wait for me."
The gray wolf didn't take this stupid and insignificant human seriously.
Unexpectedly, this person not only kept chasing it, but also caught up with it.
The gray wolf was shocked and angry, and stopped angrily.
He turned around and walked towards the cotton-padded jacket with cold and dangerous steps.
Cotton-padded jacket stopped and looked at the gray wolf coming over, his dirty little face turned red with excitement.
It looks delicious at first glance.
He took a step forward excitedly.
"Bang..." He fell flat on his face.
Quilted jacket???
I glanced around secretly, luckily there was no one there.
The gray wolf gave a cold and sarcastic smile.
Oh, stupid humans.
The strong wolf legs leaped up lightly.
The wolf claws, which were bigger than the cotton-padded jacket's head, stepped hard on the cotton-padded jacket's head.
"Boss, look."
Jiang Zhouzhou exclaimed.
Siming's eyes turned fierce, and he subconsciously wanted to throw the scimitar in his hand.
But see...
The cotton-padded jacket reached out and grabbed the wolf's claw that was stepping down.
Gray wolf???
Step on it, I step on it?
How is it possible that I can’t step on it?
The cotton-padded jacket grinned, clenched its wolf claws and swung them to the side.
"bump……"
The tree that two people could hug together and the gray wolf were both broken in half.
“Ouch…”
The gray wolf whimpered in pain, but only had time to utter half a sound before the cotton-padded jacket punched him in the head.
The cotton-padded jacket pulled out the grey wolf's soul and swallowed it in two or three bites.
"Burp... Hehehe, it tastes so good."
The little boy with short legs hopped and skipped, carrying the wolf's corpse and a big bag on his back, and walked away happily.
Jiang Zhouzhou pointed in the direction where the cotton jacket disappeared, his tone full of disbelief: "Boss, did you see it? Did you see it?"
"Isn't it my eyes that are blurry?"
"That little girl, not only did she kill the wolf demon with her bare hands, she also pulled out the demon soul with her bare hands. Most importantly, she ate the demon soul."
"She eats demon souls, Boss?"
"Is she an evil spirit?"
"How could an ordinary human eat a demon soul?"
"Boss, Boss, Boss..."
The boss gave him a silence talisman.
The boss thinks you are too noisy.
Will Zhou Zhou...
“Wuwuwu…”
Sima Ming walked to the place where a man and a wolf were fighting, and rubbed the remaining breath on the ground with his slender fingers.
That little girl is indeed an ordinary person.
Ordinary people?
Not necessarily.
He glanced at the purified demon soul that floated out from the little girl, spun the scimitar in his palm, took away the demon soul, and strode away.
Three days later, in Jinghai City, the wealthy area, Wanghai Villa Community.
He was wearing a cotton-padded jacket, carrying a huge bag on his back, and was wearing tattered and dirty clothes. He was covered in dust and looked extremely miserable, which was out of place with everything here.
The gatekeeper looked up and down, back and forth, at the cotton-padded jacket.
The tenth time he asked uncertainly, "Are you really the daughter of the Mian family?"
Cotton-padded jacket nodded obediently.
"Who is the fake daughter in the Mian family?"
Cotton-padded jacket continued to nod obediently.
The old man still didn't believe it and looked at the cotton jacket for a while.
"Well, girl, I'm just a gatekeeper, I have responsibilities, I can't let you in casually."
"Besides, you have no ID, no proof of identity, and yet you say such an unbelievable thing. If anything goes wrong, I, an old man, can't bear the responsibility."
"Besides, we have to give the person involved a heads-up in advance, right?"
"I'll send a letter to the Mian family and see what they say, okay?"
"Okay." Mian'ao had no objection at all and was very well behaved.
The old man felt relieved, as long as he was someone who could be persuaded and would not cause trouble.
The old man used the guard booth's landline to call the Mian family and told them the whole story.
The person who answered the phone at the Mian family was the hostess of the Mian family, Xu Jingyi, who was also Mian'ao's biological mother.
"What did you say?"
The question was sharp and piercing, filled with anger and disbelief, and startled all the members of the Mian family who happened to be at home.
Mian's father Mian Shengao, the eldest brother Mian Jing, the youngest brother Mian Yu, and the fake daughter Mian Yi.
Father Mian frowned and scolded unhappily, "What are you yelling about? You have no manners at all."
Xu Jingyi suppressed her emotions a little, but she still couldn't help getting angry.
He said angrily: "I didn't want to shout, it was the guard who said that there was a girl at the door, who said she was our daughter."
"Bang..." The porcelain bowl shattered.
Everyone turned their heads and saw Mian Yi standing at the kitchen door, bending over to pick up the broken pieces of a porcelain bowl.
Mian Jing, the eldest brother of the Mian family, stepped forward and said, "Yiyi, don't do it. Be careful not to hurt your hands. I'll do it."
Mian Yi suppressed the panic in her eyes and smiled gratefully at Mian Jing: "Thank you, brother. It's all my fault. I'm so clumsy."
Mian Jing gently rubbed Mian Yi's hair: "It's okay, these are not your jobs to begin with. Let the nanny do it in the future. If you want to make us happy, just sing a song."
Mian Yi was a little shy, her face flushed. "I just wanted to cook a meal for you myself. By the way, Mom, what did you just say about your own daughter?"
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