C9

The corner of Lang Yan's mouth curved slightly, he took out a piece of beast skin from his storage bag and wrapped his right hand around it. After picking up all the five tail thorns that were scattered everywhere and sweeping them up with the beast skin, he looked at the little treasure who still maintained its strong posture, revealing a mischievous smile, gloating, "The sky is already dark, we need to find a safe place to stay as soon as possible. Boss, I need more free time to study and master magic so that I can help our third child share! You say that, don't you? "

The little guy's two arms that were raised high into the air were hanging limply down. Without making a sound, he just stared at Lang Yan with a face filled with grief and indignation.

Lang Yan could not stand this little fellow's "aggrieved" expression the most. Now, it was his turn to raise his hands in surrender. Can't I be wrong? Are we sick of the wild fruits here? Hurry up and kill a savage beast for you to eat. Hey! I've never had one, either. According to Abba, it's delicious! "Shall we try?"

The little guy glanced sideways with a face full of suspicion.

Lang Yan patted his chest and said, "Do you still not trust your cooking skills? Wasn't it just roasting meat? Simple! In the future, we brothers will eat it everyday! "

The little guy rested his chin on his hands, tilted his head, and seemed to be considering something.

Lang Yan stretched his neck, shrugged Xiao Budian's right shoulder that was squatting down, and sighed: "But we're serious ah! Xiao San, you should eat less. As you get fatter and fatter, in the future, what will happen to your paper-thin wings? "

The little guy was so angry that it jumped half a zhang into the air. It spread its wings and was about to show Lang Yan that it was too fat to fly. Lang Yan, who was below, didn't say anything. He rushed out, his voice was filled with uncontrollable laughter that could be heard from afar, "It's a promise, little fatty Three! If you don't lose three to five catties, then don't sit on brother's shoulder! "

The little guy angrily patted his monkey butt and slightly rubbed his bulging belly. His body turned left and right in the air doubtfully, and then he seemed to have confirmed that he was not considered fat at all. He raised his head to look at Lang Yan's disappearing figure and protested while flapping his wings, chasing after him at lightning speed.

"..."

One month later.

Seven or eight piles of strange, charred things were scattered on the ground beside a small pool in the forest.

A grey shadow flashed across the air. A small, grayish monkey and two small hands grabbed a pile of wild fruits and jumped down from the tree. Without even looking at the sweating Lang Yan, the monkey sat down under the tree, grabbed a fruit for itself and started chewing on it.

Lang Yan wiped the sweat off his forehead with his hand, carefully turning the branch on the bonfire, trying to cook a small unlucky beast that was tied to the bonfire without turning it into charcoal.

Hearing the noise, he turned his head and forced a smile, "Ah, Xiao San is back? Pick up the fruit! The barbecue was almost done, so he decided to eat more later! "Ah?"

The little guy stuck out his butt, turned around and changed directions. With his back facing Chu Feng, he began to chew even faster.

Lang Yan embarrassedly scratched the fluffy and messy hair of that chicken coop, turned his head back to look at the small beast on the fire, grinded his teeth and continued to work hard.

A moment later.

Lang Yan straightened his body and angrily threw a charred branch in his hand onto the ground. He looked at the ground full of charred meat and sighed, then moved to the side of the little guy with difficulty and squatted down. He rubbed his hands and glanced at the small pile of fruits in front of the little guy, then silently swallowed his saliva, and said with a face full of smiles, "Hehe! This time, the meat is really just a little lacking. Look at these fruits, don't you think … "Hmm?"

The little fellow cast a sidelong glance at him, and continued to lower its head to nibble on the wild fruit in its hand with a disdainful expression.

Lang Yan also felt that this was too outrageous. He had been trying to roast meat for a month yet he still couldn't produce anything edible. Who told that in the wasteland world, wild beast meat was not edible? He had only heard his Abba say that he had never seen his father roast before!

With both hands spread out in front of him, Lang Yan made his last effort: "Xiao San! I promise I'll let you have some delicious roast meat next time. You see, I've been busy for so long, that means I'm so hungry that I can't walk anymore. How about … Just as he finished speaking, a few smooth and clean fruits had already been thrown into his open hands.

Lang Yan was about to erupt, but he soon calmed down. After a while, he sighed and said in a low voice, "Ai, I don't blame you! It's been a month yet I haven't even let you have a bite of roast meat … "He sat down and leaned against the tree with his back against it. He raised his head to look at the densely packed treetops above and muttered," Actually, I just wanted to try the taste that Abba had mentioned before … I know Abba is gone, but I really... "I miss him a lot …

The little guy turned around, moved to Lang Yan's side, sat down next to him, and held out his right hand. The two fruits on his palm were glistening with dew.

Lang Yan didn't pick up the two fruits. He reached out and picked up the little guy, holding him in his arms as he softly said to himself, "When Abba left, I was actually very scared; no one spoke to me anymore, no one watched me cultivate, no one waited for me to take the Desolate Fruit back, and even … "No," said the last three words with a quivering sob.

The little guy didn't make a sound like usual. It only quietly leaned against Lang Yan's chest, raising its head to look at his face.

Lang Yan acted as if he did not notice it, and continued to stare blankly at the crown of the tree above his head, and said in a voice filled with bitterness, "I'm really scared. I am afraid that I will never be able to leave the Wasteland world for the rest of my life. I am afraid that I will never be able to fulfill my promise to Abba. I don't even know if it's a brother or a sister... "I'm even more afraid that if I find them, they will be gone …"

With a pa sound, a drop of sparkling and translucent light fell onto the little fellow's face that was facing upwards. Without any reluctance, it slid down the corner of its mouth, transforming into a streak of light that disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The little guy wiped the wetness off his face and leaned closer to his chest.

Lang Yan continued, "That day, when I saw you from the broken stone, I was actually very happy, very happy …" The corner of his mouth hooked up into a faint smile, he lowered his head and looked into the little guy's eyes, "Did you know? "At that time, I thought, 'Ah Pa left, luckily you came …"

He stretched out his hand to gently stroke the soft fur on the little guy's forehead, and his smile gradually grew thicker. "If my mother and sister-in-law were still here, we would definitely find them and reunite with their family. If they were no longer here …" [You are the only family I have left in this world!]

His smile was slightly bitter, but his eyes were as bright as the morning sun. "We said that we two brothers would never leave each other, didn't we?"

The little guy still did not make a sound, and firmly nodded. After that, he buried his little head into his bosom, not moving an inch.

The bitterness at the corner of Lang Yan's mouth slowly dissipated as he gently shut his eyes.

The surrounding insects chirped as they witnessed the vow.

This was the first time since Abba had left that he had shown the weakness of a child.

It was also the last unchanging promise between him and the little fellow …