Chapter 1856: It turns out to be Eleven Wolves
"How are you?" the young scholar ran over, squatted down and asked.
When Princess Zimo saw the young scholar, it was as if she had seen a relative, no, it should be said that it was a life-saving straw.
He suddenly sat up and hugged the young scholar.
"Wow, wow, wow... I'm so scared..."
Princess Zimo hugged the little scholar tightly, her body shaking like a sieve.
She had been pampered since she was a child, how could she have ever been frightened like this?
The young scholar's body stiffened.
"Let me go!" the young scholar shouted anxiously.
Princess Zimo hugged him even tighter.
"I don't... wuwuwu... I was almost eaten by a wolf..."
Princess Zimo cried and buried her head in the little scholar's arms in panic.
Little scholar: "..."
I didn't know where to put my hands.
The girl's wet body pressed tightly against him, and his heart skipped a beat, which was rare.
Then, as if he was electrocuted, he pushed Princess Zimo hard and jumped back.
Princess Zimo was pushed by the young scholar and fell straight backwards.
It was her bad luck that she hit her head on the gravel again.
"ah!"
Princess Zimo screamed in pain again.
The young scholar felt a tightness in his heart and instinctively wanted to pull Princess Zimo.
"Are you okay?"
Nervous words escaped my lips, and a feeling of guilt washed over me.
Princess Zimo covered the back of her head and sat up with a grin.
"Why did you push me?" Princess Zimo shouted angrily, "It's all swollen. Hiss... It hurts so much..."
Little scholar: "..."
Can he not push it?
If someone saw this, would he have to marry this woman?
Well, that was in Dayan.
This will not happen in southern Xinjiang.
The young scholar felt inexplicably relieved, but he felt even more guilty.
"Feel sorry."
The young scholar said this, but he didn't dare look at Princess Zimo, and he was still nervous.
Princess Zimo glared at the young scholar fiercely. Just as she was about to speak, her eyes fell on the "mud wolf" huddled to the side.
“It, it, it…”
Princess Zimo pointed at the dirty wolf, her face filled with horror.
"Eleventh Wolf, apologize to the princess." The young scholar looked at Eleventh Wolf, who seemed to have rolled in the mud, and ordered.
Unfortunately, the Eleventh Wolf did not give the young scholar this face, but instead bared his fangs at Princess Zimo.
“Ouch—”
The threat is so obvious.
Princess Zimo was so frightened that she grabbed the little scholar's arm and threw her whole body on him.
It has to be said that she has a psychological trauma towards Eleven Wolves.
The feeling of being near death was too profound.
The young scholar was pounced on by Princess Zimo and almost fell backwards.
Fortunately, I have been practicing hard during this period, so my lower body is very stable and I have managed to keep my figure steady.
However, his face was flushed and he was struggling in panic.
"Let me go!" the young scholar whispered.
Then he scolded the eleven wolves again.
"Eleven Wolf, don't scare people!"
“Ah no—”
Little scholar: "..."
Eleven Wolves can actually speak now?
wrong!
Why is this woman hugging me tighter and tighter?
Does she know that physical contact between men and women is not allowed?
The young scholar was so anxious that beads of sweat were falling.
In the end, he didn't dare to push the person out like he did just now.
The young scholar gave up struggling and looked down at the top of the woman's head.
"Don't be afraid! This is Eleventh Wolf, it doesn't eat people!" The young scholar gritted his teeth and said, "It's just trying to scare you! It won't eat you, let me go!"
"Eleven Wolves?"
Princess Zimo's panicked mind finally crammed these words into her head. She looked up at the young scholar, her face full of disbelief after the shock.
The young scholar nodded heavily.
"Yes! It's Eleven Wolf!"
The mischievous Eleven Wolves!
I don’t know where the eleven wolves rolled in the mud!
So, can we let him go?
Princess Zimo was still afraid, but she was a little braver.
She loosened her grip slightly and turned to look at the dirty wolf.
Eleventh Wolf gave Princess Zimo a look of contempt, turned around and ran away.
Princess Zimo: "..."
I believe it!
This damn wild wolf is Wolf Eleven!
After all, this look is too familiar!
No wonder this damn wolf didn’t listen to her, it turned out to be the snow wolf raised by Su Tang!
Princess Zimo immediately felt her legs no longer weak and her heart no longer panicked.
The whole person seemed to be injected with chicken blood and jumped up angrily.
"That damn wolf! It did it on purpose!" Princess Zimo shouted, "Wolves are just as annoying as humans. They both bully me!"
After saying that, he glared at the young scholar fiercely.
She was so embarrassing just now!
Moreover, this annoying guy saw the whole thing!
Princess Zimo felt humiliated.
I don't know why, but I suddenly stepped on the young scholar.
"You annoying bastard!"
After saying that, he turned and ran away.
Little scholar: "..."
The little scholar's expression changed as he felt pain, and he tried hard not to jump up on one leg.
Who did he offend?
How did you become a nuisance?
As expected, women's minds are the most inexplicable.
However, seeing that Princess Zimo was running towards the sacred tree this time, he felt inexplicably relieved.
Then he shook his head and decided to stay away from this princess of Southern Xinjiang in the future.
Tang Bao took a refreshing bath and when she returned to the White Elephant Tribe, she was told that the old chief had asked someone to clean up several clean and dry tree holes as a residence for Tang Bao and others.
Originally, Tang Bao and others planned to live in tents.
Now that there was a tree hole, Tang Bao did not refuse and gladly accepted the kindness of the old patriarch.
The old patriarch naturally arranged the largest and best tree hole for the saint and the saintess.
Xia Siya and Princess Linghua ran over to visit Tang Bao's tree hole, and said with a smile that they wanted to see how high the specifications of the tree holes where saints and saintesses lived were.
Tang Bao and Shi Liu knew that the two were teasing them on purpose, so they just let them laugh.
How high can the specifications of a tree hole be?
It's just a little bigger.
"Wow! Your tree hole is so spacious!" Xia Siya crawled into the tree hole and exclaimed in amazement, "I've never seen such a large tree hole in Chuncheng."
"Don't you see how sturdy the ancient trees here are?" Princess Linghua said as she pushed open the window behind the tree hole. "I suspect the trees here have been growing for countless years. Their history is probably longer than that of southern Xinjiang. Especially that sacred tree, it must be the oldest tree in the world."
After saying that, he paused, not knowing what he was thinking about.
He added, "Do you remember the trees you saw in Cloud City? The trees there pale in comparison to the sacred trees."
Xia Siya thought of the huge sacred tree outside and immediately agreed with Princess Linghua's guess.
Such a mysterious and huge ancient tree must have a long history.
"By the way, do you think there is a hole on the sacred tree?" Xia Siya asked mysteriously.
"No," Princess Linghua guessed, "They don't even dare to touch the sacred tree, so how could they dare to make a hole in it?"
"That's right." Xia Siya thought for a moment and said, "There's a tree hole, but no one dares to live in it, right?"
Tang Bao and Shi Liu looked at each other, and neither of them spoke.
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