Mo Ran and Mo Jiabao hurried to the accident site. From a distance, they saw a military land Rover blocking the middle of the road, blocking what was happening in front of them, but they could hear the roars of two dogs one after another, one more fierce!

Mo Ran held his backpack across the crossbody and held the bow in his hand. Suddenly crossed the ditch on the side of the road and quickly rushed over from below. Mo Jiabao looked back and saw Mo Ran running very agilely, and he was even more confused. However, when he saw that he could not get past the front, he immediately chased Mo Ran.

Without the Land Rover blocking his sight, Mo Ran soon saw two dogs biting each other. The general was almost covered in blood. Its opponent was a Tibetan mastiff, which was twice as big as its size. Its front paws jumped up and pressed on the general. It was almost difficult for the general to take the initiative!

The innate advantage of Tibetan mastiffs is too strong, and Tibetan mastiffs that are triggered by blood are usually immortal. Ordinary dogs have almost no power to fight in the mouths of Tibetan mastiffs. It is rare for generals to be so cruel now.

"Damn! There is such a fierce dog in this mountain valley! Kuba has been fighting with it for a long time! This is so wonderful! No, that big yellow dog was bitten to death, it's a pity. Huzi, can you let Kuba stop?"

"No, Kuba is so angry that he can't stop! Miss, can you stay in the car and don't come out to join in the fun!"

Mo Ran took the time to look at the person who was talking, one of them was Chen Hu, the other one was a woman, and a very beautiful woman. She stood at the door of the car with a tall figure, and her leather jacket outlined the beautiful lines of the woman. This made her look a little more heroic.

But at this moment, she stared at the two dogs fighting with her eyes lit up. The mentality of watching the show made Mo Ran feel unhappy.

With a bow and arrow, Mo Ran stared at the Tibetan Mastiff and slowly pulled the bowstrings all over. When it threw the general to the ground again, his right hand was released. The arrow went away with the momentum of breaking the wind and pierced deeply into the right forelimb of the Tibetan Mastiff!

The Tibetan mastiff was pushed by the hind legs a few steps, but it roared even more manic. Obviously, the arrow just now angered it. When it was still trying to pounce on the general, another arrow followed! It hit its left forelimb!

Although the Tibetan mastiff is fierce and can fight with injuries, Mo Ran's two arrows just now almost shot its two forelimbs against each other. At this moment, the Tibetan mastiff rushed forward, and just roared, but after trying it a few times, he couldn't stand up.

This change occurred in an instant, and the situation flew around. When Chen Hu and the woman reacted and went to find the person who fired the cold arrow, they saw a thin figure standing straight behind the withered weeds. The tied hair was a little messy at the moment, and the broken hair was brushing against the pale little face.

He was holding a bow in his left hand and a square bag was slanted. Perhaps he was anxious, and the girl was wearing only a light yellow sweater.

Chen Hu recognized Mo Ran, but Mo Ran felt so strange at this moment. Was the murderous aura that flashed just now his illusion? Chen Hu frowned and looked at him without saying anything, while the woman in a leather jacket was shocked. Where did such a special girl come from in this mountain valley?!

Mo Ran had already walked over the ditches, and the Tibetan mastiff seemed to recognize that this was the one who hurt it. He lay on the ground and roared fiercely at Mo Ran, opening his mouth to bite off the two feather arrows on his forelimbs, but he grinned in pain as soon as he touched it.

On the contrary, when he saw Mo Ran, the general was extremely excited. He jumped up and wanted to pounce on Mo Ran, but was stopped by Mo Ran. The general stopped in front of Mo Ran and looked up at her, and his tail was so happy.

Mo Ran squatted down and checked the general's injuries. He lost a lot of hair and opened a lot of holes. He had a lot of blood flowing, but there were no fatal wounds. In comparison, the Tibetan mastiff who was shot with two arrows was actually much more miserable.

"Mo Ran, it turns out that you can shoot arrows!" And the archery skills are amazing!

Chen Hu had checked the injury of the Tibetan mastiff. The two arrows were almost shot in a completely symmetrical position. The forelimbs were leaning up and the muscles were exerting force, which effectively prevented the Tibetan mastiff from attacking again, and the force was almost catching up with the bullet...

If Mo Ran wanted the life of the Tibetan Mastiff just now, it would probably be fine...

"Wow! This bow is so retro! Beautiful, this arrow is really shot by you? It's so cool! Can you teach me? Let me touch this bow first!"

The woman ran to Mo Ran excitedly and reached out to touch the bow. Mo Ran just stood up to avoid it and smiled and said, "Sorry, I want to take the general back to apply medicine first. You two will also deal with the injury of the Tibetan mastiff as soon as possible, otherwise it will be ruined."

"Ah?" The woman was stunned and looked at Mo Ran in surprise. She subconsciously felt that Mo Ran's smile was very distant. She looked at Chen Hu, as if she was asking him that the Tibetan mastiff was seriously injured?

"You have to take this arrow down quickly. Miss, let's go back first." Chen Hu said, then looked at Mo Ran, "This is an accident today... Forget it, I will ask you to explain it clearly when Couba is handled."

Although he had been with Mo Ran a few times, Chen Hu knew her temper a little. Mo Ran was obviously angry today, and he always knew that although Mo Ran wanted to be like a fifteen-year-old girl, he could never really fool her like a little girl.

The woman in leather clothes wanted to get close to Mo Ran, but she couldn't leave the Tibetan Mastiff and went to drive.

After they left, Mo Ran touched the general's head, "Don't jump, that blood belongs to someone else? Let's go and go back and apply medicine."

After taking a look at the Land Rover that was about to disappear, Mo Ran frowned slightly. After coming to this world, Mo Ran really accepted only a general, a dog, because animals, especially loyal animals, their loyalty is more real and more reliable than humans.

So when she saw the general covered in blood, what Mo Ran wanted to do the most was to shoot through the Tibetan mastiff's eyes with an arrow! But after seeing the car and Chen Hu, she knew that the Tibetan mastiff belonged to Mr. Mo San's house.

She had to look at the owner to beat the dog, so she had to show mercy.

Chen Hu was standing aside with a gun, but he obviously would not shoot at the Tibetan mastiff. If she hadn't appeared to stop her, the general would have died in the end.

So Mo Ran really showed mercy to those two arrows.

“Woo woo…”

The general sobbed pitifully, licking Mo Ran's arms from time to time, looking at Mo Ran. Usually Mo Ran did not let it be presumptuous, and I don't know if this guy took advantage of the injury.

Mo Ran skillfully wrapped gauze in the general's wounded place, "Now it's painful? You are just a watchdog and actually fight with a Tibetan mastiff. Are you looking for death?"

"Wow! Woo woo..." This time the general's reaction was a little too big, and he seemed to be dissatisfied with the little master's disdain to it.

Mo Ran slapped it, "Don't be dissatisfied, you're far from it! But I can teach you how to defeat it."

The general jumped up from the ground suddenly, as if he could understand Mo Ran's words. He wagted his tail and looked at Mo Ran happily, barking a few times, as if he couldn't wait to learn.

Mo Ranze packed up his things and said, "Let's talk about it when your injury is healed."

From beginning to end, Mo Jiabao quietly followed Mo Ran and handed her scissors and gauze for her, without saying a word, but her eyes were shiny.
Chapter completed!