C237 (2/2)

Just now, Leng Sha did not show the slightest mercy when he attacked the mastiff. Otherwise, the chef would not have been so agitated and the group of mastiffs would not have cried out in anger.

Han Yong walked downstairs and gave Sima Yunshu and the mute kitchen a few simple instructions. Then Han Yong carried Mo Xiaoxiao and followed Leng Sha into the courtyard.

There was already a helicopter parked in the yard. It seemed that the cold sand was ready to take Mo Xiaoxiao away at any time, but he didn't want to force her to leave with him.

However, Han Yong didn't know one thing. Not long after Leng Sha brought Mo Xiaoshan away, a group of people arrived at the courtyard.

Under the night sky, the Tibetan Mastiff's tragic voice penetrated the layers of air in the flame, causing the surrounding area of a hundred miles to be surrounded by a tragic and tragic howl.

That night, near dawn, Xiao Menghan carried the sleeping Xiao Lun as she drove the helicopter back to the courtyard.

What welcomed him was not the sleeping little face of Silent Xiao Ran, nor the imposing figures of the Tibetan Mastiffs who were holding their posts; it was a complete mess.

There were only six or seven living Tibetan mastiffs. They surrounded the dead Tibetan mastiff's body and another one whose face could not be seen was wailing in pain.

The injured Tibetan mastiff ignored the blood that was dripping from its body and stood there facing the cold wind. Its bloodstained eyes watched the helicopter fall from the sky and watched Xiao Meng Han carrying the sleeping little figure down towards them.

They let out warning roars and stood in front of the bodies that had stopped breathing, protecting their dead comrades.

Xiao Menghan stopped six meters away from the mastiff. He knew that this was the closest distance the mastiffs could accept.

Xiao Meng Han knelt down on one knee. To the dead Tibetan mastiffs and the mute chef, he could clearly see that the body in the middle belonged to the mute chef. Xiao Meng Han's eyes turned red. What exactly made this place into a tragic battlefield?

The mournful voices of the mastiffs could not tell Xiao Menghan what had happened.

Xiao Yunyou, who was sleeping soundly, woke up in Xiao Menghan's embrace because of the howls from the Tibetan mastiffs. He looked at Xiao Menghan and smiled with his mouth wide open. He knew that his father would definitely come find him.

But home? Xiao Xun turned his head to look at the huge mastiffs. He could feel their sorrowful and angry emotions, as well as their perplexity.

He wanted to crawl over and see, but that made it difficult for him to even walk.

Xiao Meng Han had personally witnessed her son's transformation into a completely different form from the voice of the mastiffs. His entire body was covered with thick and long fur, just like the little mutt that he had once treasured his son for.

Xiao Yunyou's leg stomped on the ground and he jumped out of Xiao Meng Han's grasp, directly rushing towards those Tibetan mastiffs.

Her small body was plump and extremely agile. The Tibetan Mastiffs obviously didn't expect this to happen. They watched as she swam towards them.

By the time they could react, Xiao Yu's figure had already landed on the back of one of the mastiffs.

Stepping on the back of the mastiff, the little fellow raised its head and let out a loud roar towards the sky that was revealing its dawn light.

His voice was still young and tender, but it carried a sense of majesty and arrogance. Even Xiao Meng Han was shaken and was intimidating all of the Tibetan mastiffs who were about to pounce on him.

Time seemed to stop at this moment. Xiao Ji was filled with addiction as he roared again and again without stopping. His aura was unstoppable, giving off the aura of an unrivaled hero.

The Tibetan mastiffs also roared along with the little guy. Their voices were much louder, but they added up to less than half of Shao's wandering aura.

The light of the morning sun pushed back the last of the darkness, and the warm sunlight fell upon the quiet courtyard.

Xiao Meng Han's eyes were red. Where were Mo Xiaoxiao and Han Yong?