"Baby, I can't bear to leave you! I can't bear to forget you!"

Baicao's arms tightly surrounded Qian Baobao, letting her small body press against his chest tightly, feeling every breath and every slight fluctuation of her.

A few crystal tears fell from Baicao's eyes and fell on Qian Baobao's white and tender neck. Qian Baobao felt a cool feeling coming from his neck.

"Baicao, you can only choose one of the revenge and me," said Qian Baobao, "If you choose me, you have to give up revenge. If you choose revenge, you have to forget me!"

Baicao fell into deep hesitation. He held Qian Baobao and stood there motionlessly, his whole face full of expressions of difficulty in making a choice.

The people watching below were deeply moved by the two of them.

"It's so sad! I'm so moved that I want to cry!"

"This is really a difficult choice! I don't know which one will the leader of the Baicao clan will choose. If it were me, I would definitely choose my female and child!" said a male sika deer.

After hearing his words, the female who had been standing beside him was moved and shed a few tears and threw herself into his arms. Their children and a few little sika deer circled them.

"Okay, I'll give up revenge!"

Baicao slowly let go of Qian Baobao, and he picked off the wreath of the clan leader on his head in front of everyone.

"I'm sorry, everyone, I have let you down. I don't want to be the patriarch anymore. I want to be with my female, I can't live without her!"

Baicao made such a choice, and Qian Baobao was very happy.

She looked up at Baicao, her big eyes were filled with admiration and touch.

Baicao once lurked in the Shanyang tribe for revenge for many years. For revenge, Baicao has been living with a mask for many years.

In order to take revenge, he jumped off such a high cliff without hesitation, and a terrible mark was drawn on his face by the rocks.

It can be seen how important revenge is for Baicao.

However, now, Baicao has given up the carefully planned revenge for many years for her!

Qian Baobao was very moved, and while he was moved, he also had a lot of worries.

She was worried that Baicao would live unhappy in the future, because revenge was his wish for so many years. Even if he gave up, it would still leave regrets in his heart! Baicao would spend his life with this regret.

Thinking of this, Qian Baobao's mood dimmed.

What should she do? Should she help Baicao like this?

"Baicao, you cannot give up being the patriarch! You cannot give up avenging your mother!"

At this time, an old voice came.

I saw an old woman with a gray head slowly walking onto the altar with a crutch made of vines.

"Aunt Lu! Why are you here?" Baicao asked in surprise.

Aunt Lu came to everyone, stood firm, and slowly raised her head.

One of her old face was covered with wrinkles, as twisted and twisted as the surface of a walnut, and looked ugly, but her eyes were very energetic.

"Baicao, have you forgotten how your mother died?" Aunt Lu suddenly looked at Baicao and asked.

"Pursued by humans, your mother fell off the cliff and broke her legs. She couldn't walk, but she gave birth to you desperately! In order to support you, she ate tree roots, hay, rat lizards and scorpions every day! Sometimes, when you are thirsty, she can't walk and can't find water, so she will give you her blood!"

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