Traveling through the world of beasts, the Ice-cold Snake Husband is both enchanting and wild

The image of the giant snake and the face of the orc overlapped in Mu Qingqing's mind.

"Is there no other way?"

Where can she find the kid's father?

Thinking of what Mo Xiao said when he left, Mu Qingqing's face turned red again.

"Yes, there is." Ah Ling hesitated and said, "I have seen a plant called evening primrose. This plant is very magical, even more magical than the ginseng and ganoderma you discovered. It only grows when the moon is full. It can make people sleepy and trace back their memories..."

“When the chief was young, he injured his head while traveling. It was after he ate evening primrose that he remembered his tribe.

Mu Qingqing asked hurriedly, "Is this kind of thing easy to find?"

Ah Ling hesitated, "We don't have it here, but other tribes may have it. There will be a tribal gathering the day after tomorrow, you can try your luck."

"it is good."

Mu Qingqing remembered something and asked again.

"What will happen if we don't find it?"

A Ling looked at her deeply.

"Then Ayan will become a snake without reason."

Mu Qingqing watched A Ling leave, and before she left, she gave her a lot of herbal powder, which were all ground from the medicine in the space.

A Ling was very happy.

Not everyone can be a great wizard. One needs to be chosen by the Beast God to inherit the title.

A Ling did not inherit the tradition, but her love for medicine has never diminished.

Although Mo Yan's problem was not resolved, Mu Qingqing still breathed a sigh of relief.

At least I know what Xiaoyan’s situation is now.

Mu Qingqing entered the room.

Mo Yan curled up obediently like a mosquito coil. When he heard the noise, he raised his little head in a daze.

He stammered, "What's wrong with me?"

The little snake's eyes are watery.

Mu Qingqing held Mo Yan in her arms lovingly.

"Don't be afraid, it's nothing serious. Xiaoyan is growing and just lacks nutrition."

Once, Mu Qingqing touched his head, which Mo Yan considered to be the most gentle moment of a female.

And now, he felt that this was the most gentle form of a female.

I held him in my arms and warmed him up.

The body is hot, and so is the heart.

Mo Yan was so attached that he didn't want to move at all, and even thought it would be better if he couldn't change back.

Mo Lin heard the conversation between Mu Qingqing and the female and learned about his brother's situation.

Father?

Mo Lin lowered his eyes, glanced at Xiao Yan who was curled up in Mu Qingqing's arms, then turned and left.

Yuer stood aside with eager eyes, watching her dear mother hugging her dear brother.

Xiaopang had a conflicted look on his face.

She also wanted her mother to hug her, but...

Mu Qingqing immediately noticed Yu'er's troubled little face and couldn't help laughing.

"Yu'er, mother will hug you later. Brother is in a bad mood and mother is comforting him."

Yu'er said in a baby voice: "Okay."

Mo Yan blushed and huddled in Mu Qingqing's arms.

He was not in a bad mood, really, he was in the best mood ever!

Then Mu Qingqing prepared food for the little guy while thinking about what to take to exchange for evening primrose at the gathering.

Mo Lin went to Lang Yi's house.

nobody.

Now that no one in the tribe has gone up the mountain, where can Lang Yi go?

Mo Lin walked towards a big tree where they often went up the mountain.

Sure enough, before he got close, he saw Lang Yi's figure.

Lang Yi was holding a piece of dry meat in his mouth, looking very comfortable.

Mo Lin stood in front of him.

Lang Yi asked lazily: "What's the matter?"

Mo Lin: "Where is my father? Do you meet him often? Where is he?"

These three sentences almost made Lang Yi choke to death on a piece of dried meat.

He was secretly amazed at the kid's cleverness, and then played the fool.

"I do not know what you're talking about."

Mo Lin's eyes were deep.

"Xiao Yan can't change back."

Lang Yi sat up straight and asked in surprise: "What did you say?"

Mo Lin briefly explained Mo Yan's situation.

Lang Yi said solemnly: "Okay, I understand."

Mo Lin hummed.

"Uncle Langyi, why did you hide my father's affairs from me?"

Lang Yi looked at Mo Lin's serious expression and said in a deep voice: "I can't tell you now."

After Mo Lin left, Lang Yi thought for a while and walked towards the cliff.

Not being able to transform into a human form was originally a huge blow to Mo Yan.

He was afraid that the chief would drive them out of the tribe, and he was afraid of their plague-like looks, which would make him feel inferior. He was also afraid that Mu Qingqing... would drive him away.

However, none of the above scenarios happened.

Mu Qingqing either put Mo Yan in her pocket or put him around her neck; they were inseparable.

It hurts like a treasure.

Mu Qingqing was really worried about Mo Yan's mood.

A Ling said that the beast-shaped black snake is inherently like a wild beast. The reason why orcs are different from wild beasts is that they have reason.

If Mo Yan was stimulated and lost his reason, becoming no different from a wild beast, then it would be difficult for him to transform into an orc.

So Mu Qingqing was afraid that he would be stimulated in some way.

Then I can only let him stay in my arms.

After dinner in the evening, a few people sat at the door to digest the food.

Mo Lin played with Yu'er, while Mu Qingqing lay on the recliner holding the little snake.

It wasn’t dark yet, and not only that, the sunlight, while not blinding, was quite strong.

Many tribesmen walked around Mu Qingqing's new house, visiting and admiring it.

Mo Yan noticed the gazes of his clansmen and shrank into Mu Qingqing's arms.

Soon, it was time for the tribal gathering.

Mu Qingqing packed up her things early in the morning, hugged Mo Yan, held Yu'er's hand, and followed Mo Lin to the center of the tribe.

Before leaving, she did not forget to clean the egg thoroughly, and then found an open place in the house that could get sunlight and placed the egg there.

Mu Qingqing carried two large animal skin packages, and even Mo Lin and Yu'er each had an animal skin package on their backs.

They were afraid that they would see evening primrose but have nothing to exchange it for.

Like Mu Qingqing, every household carried a lot of things on their backs.

They reached the center of the tribe.

Then, the patriarch appeared and looked at the tribesmen below. He briefly said a few things that needed attention.

It's nothing more than keeping an eye on one's own little ones or something.

Tribal gatherings are held together by several neighboring and nearby tribes.

Just in the direction of the stream.

After crossing a stream, a jungle and a large forest, we arrived at a wasteland.

That day, Mu Qingqing walked a long way through the wasteland to return home.

But the wasteland now is not wasteland at all.

The female orcs were wearing various animal skins, and their cubs were howling all over the ground.

Mu Qingqing could even see black and white pandas!

She watched without blinking as the red panda chased after its companion, swaying from side to side as it ran, looking extremely honest.

Mo Yan noticed the female's gaze and glanced at the red panda with envy and jealousy in his eyes.

Why isn't he a red panda?

Perhaps Mu Qingqing's gaze was too fiery, the little panda also noticed it and turned around in confusion.

Then, he looked straight at Mo Yan in Mu Qingqing's arms, his eyes wide open.

Just as he screamed, Mu Qingqing covered his mouth and stuffed a candy into his mouth.

"Shh, don't tell anyone, okay?"