There was a sense of sadness and desolation in the cry.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment.

"I want to see what that is!" she said.

Luo Fengtang also had this intention, and the dagger in his hand shone with a cold light.

He leaned down and disembowelled the python in three strokes.

As soon as it was cut open, a large white mass covered in mucus rolled out and landed on the grass.

Surprisingly, they were three little goats.

They are not very big, and based on visual inspection, they should be no more than one month old.

When the female goat saw her children wrapped in mucus, she was so excited that she offered them with her mouth again and made a "bleating" sound.

It's like calling your own child.

However, these three little goats can no longer hear their mother's call...

An inexplicable sadness suddenly surged into Yang Ruoqing's heart.

Chop the python into several pieces and throw them away.

The bodies of the three little goats were found and buried somewhere.

Yang Ruoqing treated the female goat's injury on the spot.
Chapter completed!