Chapter 75: A Dangerous Situation

Xinbao had no idea what was going on.

She walked leisurely along the way, swinging her short legs and nibbling on the colorful fruits.

This fruit is sour and sweet and delicious, but the residue is very coarse and difficult to swallow, so it is called difficult to swallow.

She was holding a few in her little hands and eating them intently when she felt the basket suddenly fly up like clouds.

Xinbao was startled, his little hands trembled, and the red fruit slipped out of his hands.

Xinbao said anxiously: "Dede! Dede, it fell off!"

The basket was still flying upwards, and the grass and trees slid past her eyes quickly. She was a little dizzy because of the speed. Xinbao held the handle with one hand, and the red fruits in her hand fell down one after another. Xinbao became more anxious: "All the fruits have fallen!"

The basket finally came to a stop. The man lifted the basket and smiled at the baby in it, pretending to be calm. "What fell?"

There was a malicious flash in his eyes, as if he wanted to see the baby scream and cry, but Xinbao didn't react for a moment and answered stupidly, "Red flowers and fruits."

He frowned: "What?"

Xinbao was particularly good-tempered and said, "Red flowers and red fruits."

He still didn't hear clearly: "What the hell?"

Then he saw the little baby in front of him showing some pity in his eyes: "Are you deaf?"

The man was stunned for a moment, then he was so angry that he laughed, "You little bastard, you know how to curse?"

Neither of them noticed that just a few steps away from them, separated by dense vines, a handsome young man was leaning against a tree, one hand covering the bleeding wound on his waist, the other hand was raised in front of his chest, with a small chestnut ball pinched between his fingertips.

But in front of him, there were two extremely poisonous bamboo pit vipers, one was hanging on the branch above his head, and the other was already in the grass at his feet, slowly raising its head.

He had long been accustomed to his bad luck.

So at this moment, when he was injured and entered the jungle, he startled a pair of poisonous snakes entangled together... This situation was not surprising at all.

Both snakes were ready to attack, but he was seriously injured and could not move fast. He only had one hidden weapon in his hand, so he could only hit one... He really had no good idea how to avoid the other one.

Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, he heard that childish "di di" voice again.

I've only heard it once, but for some reason it feels unusually familiar.

The next moment, someone rushed over. The bamboo pit viper hanging on the tree sensed something and slowly turned over. Its red eyes like pomegranate seeds flashed with strange light, and its snake head slowly retracted and swam towards him.

The man had his back to this side and was completely unaware, as he was talking to Naituanzi.

He said, "You little bastard, you know how to curse?" As he said that, he raised his hand and wanted to teach her a lesson.

Just as he raised his hand, a chestnut ball fell from above his head and hit him right on the hand.

The man was startled and turned back suddenly.

The bamboo green snake, which had been ready for a long time, rushed out like a fly, and its mouth suddenly opened to an incredible angle and bit the man's face.

The man howled miserably, and the basket fell to the ground. He bounced like a dead fish and fell backwards! He tore the bamboo leaf green from his face with one hand and threw it out, but his face was already covered in blood. He rolled on the ground in pain, and his screams could be heard from far away.

Xinbao and the basket were thrown to the ground. He lay on his back facing the sky with his eyes wide open, but he could see nothing and could only hear sounds.

It was so sudden that my whole system crashed.

After a while, she gradually came to her senses and tried desperately to climb out of the basket, but she couldn't.

Xinbao was anxious and afraid, muttering, "De de! De de help!!"

Not far away, a thin young boy slowly emerged.

The basket was stuck in the grass, and one could only see her dancing little hands and feet. She looked like a little turtle that had been turned over, clumsy and pitiful.

The two times he met her, it seemed like it was by accident that she saved him from a dangerous situation that would have resulted in his death. Regardless of whether she did it intentionally or unintentionally, he always accepted her kindness.

So he walked over slowly.

Xinbao held his breath when he heard the light footsteps, and his body trembled slightly with fear.

The next moment, a person appeared in front of her.

He lowered his eyes slightly to look at her, then took another step and lifted the basket. Her little feet landed smoothly on the ground. He said in a cold voice: "Can you get down by yourself?"

After a pause, he said, "Do you want to come down?"

After another pause, he seemed to have thought of something, and then asked, "Can you understand what I'm saying?"

Without waiting for her response, he held the top of the basket with one hand and bent down with some difficulty, trying to see her expression clearly.

The little girl was staring blankly at his wound.

Blood was gushing out. She could hardly imagine that despite such an injury, he didn't scream or faint on the spot... could he still walk and talk? She slowly raised her face and looked at him.

He looked to be nine at most? Or ten? Still a child, but he was handsome and elegant, but his face was pale, and even his lips were pale, which made his eyebrows and eyes look dark and cold, not like a real person.

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He looked at her quietly and repeated, "Can you understand me?"

The little girl looked at him for a moment, stretched out her little hand, and pointed at his wound: "Your stomach is broken."

He was silent for a while.

As if he had judged from this sentence that she was not a fool, he said directly: "I have knocked the thief unconscious. Your brother seems to have gone down the mountain to look for you. I am injured now and cannot take you down the mountain, but I can wait here until your family comes to look for you."

Although what he said was flowery and concise, it was a pity that the person in front of him was a kid who could only think about one thing.

Xinbao stared at the wound that was bleeding and said, "Your stomach is broken and it's bleeding!"

The boy endured it and repeated what he had said before.

Xinbao politely waited for him to finish speaking, and once again stretched out her little hand: "Your belly..."

juvenile:"……"

He took a long breath, took a few steps back, and leaned against the tree again with a cold expression.

The little girl looked at his expression carefully, and stretched out her little hand again: "Your belly..."

"I know!" The boy couldn't help but retort, "It's none of your business!"

The little milk ball burped out of fright.

The boy slowly leaned back and leaned against the tree again. Xinbao thought for a moment and suddenly remembered something important: "My..."

She looked at him with tears in her eyes, "Mine is gone..."

The boy didn't want to repeat that sentence, so he pursed his lips and closed his eyes, thinking out of sight, out of mind. After a while, he heard a rustling sound.

He opened his eyes and looked.

I saw her lying on the ground, using her hands and feet to crawl out.

The boy glanced at the ground and saw nothing. He took a breath, bent down diagonally, picked up another chestnut ball, held it between his fingers, and looked at her coldly.

Xinbao climbed out of the basket, looked around blankly, and saw the person who had fainted in front of him.

Dai Tuanzi gasped. The more he thought about it, the more scared he became. He couldn't help it and started to sob, and his tears got louder and louder.

The boy took a long breath and said in a calm voice: "Why are you crying?"

(End of this chapter)