Translator:EndlessFantasy TranslationEditor:EndlessFantasy Translation
A pale yellow tent offered shelter from the blazing sun.
The color of this tent was the same as the color of the sand and was built beside a stretch of dunes. From a distance, it had certainly camouflaged into its surroundings.
In the tent, Di Hao looked at his busy mother and still could not believe that she was here!
“Come on, close your mouth. Don’t stare at me as if you have never been exposed to the world before.” Gu Xijiu knocked on her son’s head with her fingers as she pulled out the last thorn on his body and wiped the sweat on his forehead from the painful experience.
Obviously, Gu Xijiu was very good at treating wounds. After pulling out the thorns and applying the appropriate medicine, the pain had greatly subsided.
The pink candle dragon had countless thorns on its body and looked like a hedgehog. Even though Gu Xijiu had saved them and was treating Di Hao, Little Pink dared not go near her and merely shrank itself into a corner and watched her vigilantly.
In fact, it retreated further into the corner when Gu Xijiu fixed her gaze on it.
“Mother, please treat him too! He is in such a condition because he tried to save me,” Di Hao pleaded.
“Relax, I will definitely treat it,” Gu Xijiu patted her son on the shoulder as she comforted him. “Hao Er, have a good rest; I’ll talk to you later after treating it.”
“Good!” Although Di Hao had so much to ask, he also knew that there was a tough battle to be fought later. If he could recover a little, he would be in less danger.
Meanwhile, the pink candle dragon’s round eyes observed Gu Xijiu. Once it felt that Gu Xijiu was getting too close, it quickly retreated a few steps.
“Little Pink, don’t be afraid. This is my mother, not the demon who always drastically manipulates the temperature in the desert. She won’t hurt you; she will help you.” Di Hao understood the pink candle dragon’s concern and wanted to comfort it.
“But… they look so alike! They look like the same person!”
“Although they look similar, they are not the same person.”
“Well, it seems you are right. She has no demonic energy, and her Kung Fu is not as good as that woman. Nevertheless, their resemblance is uncanny!” Little Pink’s eyes could not help but size Gu Xijiu up.
Naturally, Di Hao and the pink candle dragon had conversed in its native language. Therefore, the pink candle dragon thought that the woman in front of it would not understand, which explains why it was rather blunt about its description of Gu Xijiu.
Gu Xijiu touched its head and tapped the antenna on top of its head.
In an instant, the pink candle dragon suddenly stiffened its body and looked up at her.
Gu Xijiu touched its eyelids with her fingers and said, “It still has its double eyelids; that’s pretty!.”
Her fingers were soft and gentle, so the pink candle dragon seemed to have an odd feeling in its heart. Even though this person seemed like a stranger, there was something faintly familiar about the way she interacted with the pink candle dragon. There was also a sense of inexplicable intimacy.
The pink candle dragon was originally fearful of the woman in white, and those same feelings were transferred to Gu Xijiu due to their similar appearance. It wanted to be closer to her now.
Even before it figured out what was going on with itself, it had moved its small lantern above its head and rubbed it in her palm.
After that, it was idled for a while, and intuitively remembered that this action seemed to be done often.
Gu Xijiu’s heart also seemed to warm up from their brief interaction. Naturally, she had a lot of questions.
She carefully plucked the thorns on the pink candle dragon’s body while asking it, “Does someone here look the same as me? How long exactly have you been here?”
She asked it a series of questions, and the pink candle dragon’s eyes gradually grew rounder than a pair of eggs. “You… do you understand the language used by candle dragons?!”