The Wound Split Open
編集者: Atlas Studios
The little black bear, which had come into contact with the fresh air, had not even grown its fur. It was completely bald and carried its mother's blood. It opened its eyes in a daze.
The little guy was held in Fu Xi's arms and wrapped in a small piece of her dress. The first person he saw was Fu Xi.
Animals tend to recognise the first living thing they see as their mothers.
The muddled little bear opened his wet eyes and subconsciously regarded Fu Xi as his mother. He squirmed and rubbed his head against her palm.
The soft touch almost melted Fu Xi's heart, and her eyes were filled with love.
Gong Hao took out the little bear and casually threw the uterus in his hand aside. Since the black bear was already dead, these internal organs were useless.
The two of them cleaned up and dragged the black bear's body into the cave. The hundreds of pounds of carcass were so tired that they were out of breath and covered in sweat.