Chapter 1867: Spreading My Hands—You Can’t Blame Me
Little Taotie jumped into the pit, gesturing at the Wild Boar with its little paws.
Although they couldn’t understand each other’s language, the Wild Boar understood the fierce yet cute threat in Little Taotie’s eyes. The Wild Boar roared, but instead of charging at Little Taotie, it turned and dove headfirst into the ground!
Little Taotie: "... Aw?" Are you really going to bury yourself alive?
The Wild Boar hadn’t intended to bury itself alive. It was digging because it realized it couldn’t escape the mountain range. It suspected a magical Formation was set up around here, and to leave, it would either have to burrow underground or fly away.
Since it couldn’t fly, it had no choice but to dig.
Unaware of how deep it needed to dig to exit the Formation, it dug as deep as possible.
Little Taotie found it interesting and mimicked it, diving into the ground as well.
The soil was quite soft, and Little Beast Bai Bai was about to turn into Little Soil Beast.
The Wild Boar roared, "Roar—" Get lost, you little brat!
Little Taotie covered its pointed ears with its little paws, glaring fiercely and cutely at the Wild Boar, "Aw!" You try to ambush me and then deafen me!
Little Taotie waved its little paws again.
The Wild Boar glanced disdainfully. Waving its paws before and now again, what was it going to do?
Little Taotie, angered by the Wild Boar’s gaze, reached out a little paw and grabbed one of the Wild Boar’s hooves.
The Wild Boar roared in response, released its front hooves, and ran, but the sudden pull did not move Little Taotie. Instead, it gave the Wild Boar a "drawn and quartered" feeling!
Because it ran too fast, and Little Taotie’s grip was so firm, the pulling force directly tore off one of its legs.
Little Taotie stood there dumbfounded, looked at the hoof in its paw, and then at the three-legged Wild Boar that had run a thousand meters away.
The Wild Boar realized it was missing a leg only after it fell, and blood sprayed out after a thousand meters.
"Aw?" What did I even do?
Little Taotie’s eyes were particularly innocent, particularly bewildered, and slightly confused.
It was truly very confused.
It had just grabbed a hoof, and the hoof came off on its own!
Little Taotie hadn’t even used any strength.
Little Taotie put down the hoof, spread its little hands, "Aw!" You can’t blame me for this!
The Wild Boar roared in anger, dragging its injured body with one less leg, continuing to run away. It needed to distance itself from the scary little creature!
Little Taotie shouted after it, "Aw!" Don’t run! Don’t you want your leg? Can I roast it and eat it if you don’t? I have a Regeneration Pill, want one? Oh, can you maybe sever the other three legs before you eat it? Otherwise, it would be a waste!
Luckily, the Wild Boar couldn’t understand what Little Taotie was saying; otherwise, it might have spat blood in anger on the spot.
It wasn’t satisfied with just one leg, it wanted to trade a Regeneration Pill for the other three!
Little Taotie ran into the forest, wrapped its big tail around some fallen dry branches, and returned to the original spot.
It had branches, but no fire.
Little Taotie looked at its little paws, then at the Wild Boar’s leg on the ground, its stomach growled hungrily.
Little Taotie felt a strange craving, a craving for the raw meat on the ground.
Seeing the black bristles on the hoof, Little Taotie closed its eyes, unable to accept eating raw wild boar meat, its little paws scratching at the dry kindling anxiously.
"Woosh!"
Little Taotie got scalded and jumped back in shock.
The dry wood on the ground had caught fire.
Little Taotie joyfully bounced in place, pushing the wild boar leg closer to the fire.