Marrying the Soft-hearted Villain

Ruan Qiuqiu tried to use spiritual energy to leave, but her body didn’t have any spiritual energy in Mr. Gray Wolf’s dream. She tried several times, but couldn’t escape from this illusionary world.

She touched her face and discovered that she was wearing a furry mask that exposed her eyes, nose, and mouth. She tried tugging the mask off, but wasn’t able to take it off.

Ruan Qiuqiu: “…” What exactly was the wolf’s image of her? Did this mask exist because he couldn’t see her? That actually made a lot of sense.

Ruan Qiuqiu shivered from the cold. She didn’t know what was going on or where she was. She only knew that wearing a thin animal skin dress with short sleeves. Only her face felt warm.

If she didn’t go find a place to take shelter, her consciousness would freeze to death.

Ruan Qiuqiu rubbed her short arms. Before she could take a step with her short legs, she heard a familiar “aowu” from far away. Despite the distance, the sound was clear. It sounded younger, more indignant, and more wronged than Mr. Gray Wolf’s usual voice.

Strangely, she could understand what Mr. Gray Wolf was saying now. It was the same as Grandma Ruyi’s answer.

“It wasn’t me.”

Ruan Qiuqiu’s heart tightened. She connected everything together. Just like how those wolves had falsely accused Little Yu yesterday, Mr. Gray Wolf had also been falsely accused when he was a wolf pup.

Ruan Qiuqiu didn’t have time to think things through. Not caring if it was a bad idea to let other demons see her in this state, she rushed towards the source of the sound with great effort on her short legs.

In this dream world, she was only five years old at most. Although she tried her best, it was very strenuous to run in this body.

The snow on the ground was deep, and Ruan Qiuqiu’s legs trembled from the cold.

After passing two giant trees, she soon smelled the faint smell of blood in the air.

“You’re still denying it? Could it be that the food in the shaman’s cave grew legs and ran away?”

The closer she got the wolf pup, the more obvious those multitude of harsh voices became.

“You’re the only foreigner in the Water Pig Tribe. Who else can it be? It can’t be one of us.”

After turning a corner, Ruan Qiuqiu put her hand on a rough tree trunk for support. She saw a group of young pig demons surrounding a young wolf demon.

The wolf pup was in a half-shited form. His exquisite and beautiful face was full of bruises and blood stains. He was standing barefoot in the snow and only dressed in meager wolf fur clothing he had conjured with his demon power.

His gray-blue eyes were bright. His fangs were revealed as he growled, and he was holding a stick. He looked quite vicious. Without a doubt, this must have been Yuan Jue when he was a child.

Her wolf was so adorable in his childhood.

Ruan Qiuqiu softened her gaze and looked down at his undamaged legs. Her eyes moved.

There were the chewed up bones of a small elephant bird at the wolf pup’s feet.

The pig demons must be referring to this bird as the shaman’s missing food.

“Aowu. (It wasn’t me.)” Yuan Jue repeated. His gaze was angry and full of grievance.

Ruan Qiuqiu saw the leader of the pig demons, who was the only adult around, stroking his chin and showing a mean smile. “What are you aowu awou-ing about? We’re pig demons. We can’t understand wolf language.”

Ruan Qiuqiu knew that the pig demon was lying. Demons could clearly understand each other’s animal languages. She was surprised to see that the shrinking Mr. Gray Wolf was swayed by these words. He actually believed him.

Yuan Jue, who was as pretty as a girl even with his messy, long hair, clenched his hands and looked down at his feet in a loss. The soles of his feet were bigger and rougher than other demons of his age.

“Are you a mute? Can’t speak? Then that means you stole the food.”

Right after the adult pig demon said these words, a nearby young female demon wearing a thick animal skin dress couldn’t bear it anymore. She shouted at Yuan Jue, “You’re a thief! Get out of our Water Pig Tribe! My dad saw that you were about to die and gave you food. What right do you have to keep relying on my dad? It’s your fault that he’s sick. He’s my dad! Not yours! You’re a jinx! Go away! Go away!”