Chapter 1814 Wild Beast King, Battle in the Forest! (Thirty-Three)

Mi Ran'er searched around, but couldn't find a container for cooking chicken soup. In the end, she reluctantly gave up, took out her kettle, cut off the top part, and left the bottom.

It's not a small container.

Moreover, this kettle is made of iron, so it won't burn out.

I have the container, and now I have to go to the forest to hunt a pheasant back.

Although the wound on her body was still very uncomfortable, but for Gus, Mi Ran'er took the slingshot and left the cave.

When she was about to go down the mountain, Mi Ran'er met a little girl, and after getting closer, she recognized that it was the girl who cried in the forest last time.

That is, the granddaughter of the Great Elder.

"Sister Ran'er, where are you going?" the little girl asked in a soft voice, suspiciously.

She moved her nose, "Sister Ran'er, why do you smell like blood? Are you injured?"

Mi Ran'er nodded, "Yes...but it's not too serious, don't worry, hey, do you know where there are pheasants?"

"The place with the most pheasants is in the forest at the foot of the mountain. However, it is already nighttime, and most of the pheasants have already returned to their nests. Is sister Ran'er still going hunting? You are a human race, and you can see them at night." Do you know what is in the dark forest?"

The little girl patted Mi Ran'er's little hand, "Sister Ran'er, wait for me here, I will go to the pheasant's nest and catch you a fat and big pheasant."

Mi Ran'er was a little worried about whether the little girl could do it.

But then I thought, this little girl was originally a wolf, no matter what, it was much better than trying to discredit her.

Then he nodded, "Then you should be careful."

"Um."

The little girl jumped down the mountain.

Mi Ran'er sat on a rock and waited quietly.

Soon, a little snow-white wolf jumped up with a pheasant in its mouth.

The neck of the pheasant had been bitten off by the coyotes. The pheasant was very big, weighing about seven or eight catties.

Mi Ran'er quickly took it over.

"Thank you, thank you. You are pretty good. You got it so quickly. If it were me, I might not have found out where the pheasant's nest is."

The little girl turned into a human body and smiled at Mi Ran'er, "Isn't my brother injured? Grandpa is also busy with work, so I tried to go hunting alone. This may be the wolf's instinct. After one time, I became proficient... "

Mi Ran'er touched the little girl's little head, "Okay, great, you can be the pillar of the family from now on, you come over here, after I've cooked the chicken soup, you take some back to your brother to drink, it's good for your body very good."

Although the little girl didn't know what chicken soup was, when she heard that it was good for her body, she nodded obediently, "Okay."

Mi Ran'er worked for almost half an hour before boiling the chicken into the kettle.

The kettle hanging on the fire was burning, and some of the boiling chicken soup overflowed, and the soup dripped into the fire, making a sizzling sound.

The man lying on the weeds seemed to be disturbed by the movement, his brows were frowned, his eyelashes began to tremble slightly, as if he was about to wake up.

Mi Ran'er hurried over and touched his back, trying to comfort him and let him rest for a while.

No, at this moment, the man opened his eyes and met her eyes.

"Are you awake?" Mi Ran'er was startled, and then wanted to take her little hand back.

The man caught her.

"Hmm... what are you doing?" He moved his nose and smelled the smell of chicken soup, his lips and teeth involuntarily overflowed with saliva, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

He grabbed Mi Ran'er's little hand and sat up, looking towards the fire.