The system takes the poor cub to find his father

The night was as dark as ink, thick and indissoluble. In the silence, only the sound of Ming Jiang tossing and turning could be heard in his bedroom. Soon, he fell into the familiar and terrifying abyss of dreams again.

At the beginning of the dream, it was the valley that haunted my soul, the scene where I was forcibly taken away by the Ming family in the past.

However, in this scene that was reappearing as usual, a sense of strangeness quietly emerged.

The dense mist was like a wisp of light, spreading freely across the valley. In the thickest part of the mist, a figure emitting a faint glow slowly emerged from the void.

The figure had a strange transparent texture, as if it had just escaped from chaos, barely outlining a human shape.

The thick fog, like an indestructible barrier, completely concealed his face, leaving Ming Jiang with only a hazy and indistinguishable outline.

But even so, a sense of familiarity surged in Ming Jiang's heart.

This familiarity went deep into his bones, as if this shadow had been following him ever since he could remember, accompanying him through countless days, whether bright or gloomy.

"Lian Lian." The tender and somewhat soft voice echoed in the valley.

Following the sound, I saw a colorful little animal happily jumping and shuttling among the green grass. Its posture was agile, and it was enjoying the freedom and joy given by this valley.

Its round body occasionally appears and disappears in the green grass, and from time to time you can see its little paws raised excitedly.

The little animal suddenly stopped while chasing a dancing butterfly. Its round eyes instantly widened and its gaze was fixed on the agile butterfly.

It tiptoed and stretched out its pink paws with extreme caution. When it was just inches away from the little butterfly, it gathered its strength and suddenly pounced forward, its whole body drawing a graceful arc in the air.

"I've caught it!" The little beast cheered in its heart. The little butterfly flapped its wings desperately under its claws and struggled hard, trying to break free from the confinement.

Just as the little beast was immersed in the joy of victory, a gentle breeze came quietly. This breeze brought a hint of coolness and gently lifted the little beast's body.

The little animal was caught off guard, its body suddenly suspended in the air, and it was so scared that its pink little paws began waving frantically in the air, looking both funny and adorable.

It looked up in panic and looked around, trying to find the source of this power.

The little butterfly that had just been knocked unconscious took advantage of the little beast's distraction and flapped its wings with all its might, struggling to escape from its claws. It flew to the little beast's nose, gently flapped its wings twice in a provocative manner, as if to demonstrate to the little beast, and then flapped its wings and disappeared into the distance.

Ming Jiang clearly felt the undisguised mockery of the little butterfly, and a surge of anger suddenly surged in his heart. He opened his mouth in a rage, uttered an angry "woop", and tried to bite the arrogant guy. However, the little butterfly reacted quickly, and with a flash of his body, he easily avoided the attack of the little beast.

The little beast was so angry that its fur stood up. It drooped its head in anger, and its ears that were originally erected fell down weakly. Its little paws curled up, and it was full of grievances. The mysterious power still carried it, and it slowly flew towards the direction of the shadow.

"Little thing! You are naughty again!" An ethereal voice seemed to come from the distant sky, and it seemed to be whispering in the ear. The voice contained no indulgence and laughter, which instantly dispelled the haze in the little beast's heart.

The shadow gently stretched out his illusory arm and steadily took the little animal. Ming Jiang felt as if he was stepping on a fluffy and soft cloud, and was immersed in an indescribable comfort.

"Awoo, awoo." The little beast lowered its body in grievance and began to tell Shadow about the little butterfly's "evil deeds". Its voice was soft and tender, with a hint of coquettishness: "It's so annoying. It always sways in front of my eyes. Sometimes it stops at the tip of my ear, making me itchy, and sometimes it falls into my nose, making it impossible for me to sleep well."

"Okay, okay, don't get angry and make yourself sick," Shadow soothed gently, raising his arm slightly, and a fiery red fruit appeared in his hand out of thin air.

The fruit exudes a strange and tempting fragrance. The rich and mellow fruit fragrance penetrates into the little beast's nose, instantly arousing its greed. Shadow gently stuffs the fruit into the little beast's mouth, which is complaining non-stop.

The little beast was a little confused by the sudden feeding, and subconsciously chewed gently. In an instant, the abundant juice burst in the mouth like a surging tide, and the sweet taste instantly filled the entire taste buds.

The rich fruity aroma and fresh flesh intoxicated the little beast. Its middle eye narrowed into a slit in satisfaction.

However, good times are always short-lived. A deafening "boom" sound, like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, suddenly came from the outskirts of the valley. This loud noise, with its overwhelming momentum, instantly broke the tranquility of the valley. The little beast was frightened and trembled violently, and the hair on its body instantly exploded like steel needles, and each hair was full of vigilance.

This loud noise, like a terrible signal, startled the animals in the valley that were originally at ease and fell into extreme panic. Birds circled in the sky in panic, making sharp cries; beasts ran in all directions, and the sound of hooves and footsteps mixed together, creating a chaotic scene.

In the blink of an eye, thick smoke billowed like a giant black dragon, rushing in from the outskirts of the valley.

Thick smoke quickly spread, completely covering the sky above the entire valley. The originally bright blue sky now became gloomy, as if covered by a huge black curtain, and the depressing atmosphere made people breathless.

The little beast suddenly jumped down from mid-air, and the fruit in its mouth fell to the ground in panic. The fruit rolled several times, covered with dust and became dirty. At this moment, the little beast's nerves were as tense as a full-string bow, and every nerve ending was sending it a dangerous signal. It could clearly hear the shadow's anxious call from behind, and the voice was full of worry and concern.

But an ominous premonition, so strong that it was almost instinctive, surged into my heart like a surging tide.

It was keenly aware that this accident was no accident and seemed to be directed at it.

It pricked up its ears, the tips of its ears trembling slightly because of nervousness, and looked vigilantly in the direction where the sound came from. Then, like a flash of lightning, or a brilliant colorful stream of light, it rushed towards the distance at lightning speed and disappeared from Shadow's sight in the blink of an eye.

As time goes by, Bai Lian stands quietly in the same place, with endless memories surging in his eyes.

Thinking back to when he had watched the little cub run away resolutely, he was completely overwhelmed by regret.

He slowly turned his head and looked at Ming Yunqi, who had a gloomy face opposite him. He smiled bitterly and spoke, his voice full of vicissitudes and self-blame:

"If I had been a little stronger back then, and had been able to detect earlier the tricks he had secretly done when sending that man away, the valley wouldn't have fallen into that terrible disaster, and the little cub wouldn't have had to suffer through this thousand years of suffering."

Ming Yunqi, who was sitting at the side, did not respond immediately after hearing this. His expression was stern, his face expressionless like a sculpture, but his slightly narrowed eyes revealed the ripples in his heart. He secretly sneered at Bai Lian's regret.

After a long while, he opened his thin lips and spoke in a low and cold voice: "So, who are those uninvited guests? And what is your identity?"

Bai Lian looked at him deeply, as if he had already seen through his real doubts. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile, and said: "In fact, compared to these, what you want to know more is the true identity of the little cub!"