Chapter 1118 Beast World (17)

After turning into a human form, his upper body is naked, only the lower body is covered with silver wolf fur.

Walking to the straw pile, he put her down and pushed her down on the straw mat.

He probably didn't intend to push her down, but he didn't control the force well.

So the delicate and weak girl was pushed and lay on the straw mat at once.

Watching him stand up and leave blankly, his strong and slender body is almost terrifying.

She was even thinking, if he punched her, would her bones be broken?

The little girl sat up slowly, staring at his back, thinking about this question seriously.

Thinking about it, he seemed to have taken something from the outside, and then walked back.

Back in the light, his face is unknown, completely in the shadows, hidden deep in the darkness.

At this time, the sun outside was already setting, and it was evening.

Fire and clouds in the sky are lingering, bright yellow, pink, purple and light red, colorful and beautiful.

The man walked up to her, propped up her armpits, and hugged her up.

She hugged him obediently, leaning towards him with her dirty little face, as if she wanted to take a closer look at him.

But the man quickly put her down.

This time it was placed in a cool pool.

Bare feet soaked in water, shrunk a bit.

The little girl snorted, and her attention instantly shifted from him to the small pool in the cave.

The small pool is not big, it seems that it is only used for drinking water.

Silver Wolf, who didn't say a word, took out a soft cloth from nowhere, soaked it in water, and wiped her face.

Wiping her face, hands, and body, then she lifted her skirt and began to treat her wounds.

"Hisslighten up."

The little girl sat on his lap, frowning.

The soft tone is like a honey pot, full of sweet taste, so sweet that it makes one's heart soften.

He paused, and continued to help her treat the wound, and seemed to apply some herbs on it.

The cool feeling relieved the pain from the thigh all at once.

The little girl has slender arms and legs, and there are delicate and tender flowers everywhere, like flower buds that have not yet bloomed in the morning, and are still extremely young.

When the pain hit, she trembled and hummed softly.

So soft as a newborn kitten.

hugged him, her soft little face pressed against him tightly.

The man helped her treat the wound, and then tied it with cloth strips.

The method is simple and neat, so skilled that I don't know how many times I have done it.

She watched, then cautiously reached out and touched his face tentatively.

He didn't respond, and simply ignored her small movements.

So, the more courageous little girl touched his face and asked in a low voice:

"What's your name? Can I make friends with you?"

Silver Wolf didn't make a sound. After treating the wound, he hugged her again.

Hold her outside and put her down.

Against the warm and bright sunset, he is slender and has a wheat-like complexion.

The facial features are well-defined and deep, and the brows are full of strong and brutal hostility.

This is a wolf, a silver wolf without emotion.

The dark and deep eyes are still looking down at her from above, looking at her, just like looking at the grass by the roadside, there is no difference at all.

After putting her down, he picked up the meat that Luke had placed next to the cave earlier, turned around and walked into the cave.

Walking into the darkness again, his back is indifferent.

(end of this chapter)