Awakening divorce, the little female is scrambled by all the big guys

Chapter 11 Loki, where do you get such a big face?
Two females, one big and one small, were running towards this side, followed by a bluish-black bison.

"Oh no, it's a buffalo in estrus. Princess, come with me!"

A blue bison with sharp horns on its head and bloodshot eyes as big as copper bells.

"Moo~"

Seeing that there were quite a few people in front of him, Tie Niu stopped in his tracks cautiously. His sturdy limbs trotted restlessly, and he breathed heavily from the tip of his nose.

Seeing that Tie Niu was heading towards an uncontrollable trend again, Taylor held the female with one hand and carried the male deer on the ground with the other, preparing to find an opportunity to leave.

Seeing the bison about to charge, Michelle screamed in fear.

Her sharp and piercing voice angered the restless buffalo, and it charged towards the Two-legged Beast that had made the noise.

Seeing this, Loki hurriedly pulled his daughter and sweetheart and ran away.

But he was not strong after all, and he was carrying two burdens with him, so his speed slowed down after running for a distance.

The bison behind her was getting closer and closer. Michelle was frightened and let go of Loki's hand in panic.

"Michelle, be careful, come back soon!" Loki's face changed drastically when he noticed the bison running towards Michelle.

Michelle turned around and looked at the bison getting closer and closer. She was so scared that her legs went weak, but with her life at stake, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and continue running.

"Damn it, why are you only chasing me?"

What she didn't know was that a bison in estrus couldn't find a female cow, so it was attracted to her with her feminine scent.

What's more, in order to prevent her skin from being scratched by the weeds in the forest, she wore a hide skirt made of cowhide, which made the bison think that she was a female of the same species.

"What should I do?" Michelle gritted her teeth, turned her head and looked around, looking at Ophelia and Taylor who were leisurely resting under a tree next to her.

Why am I in such a mess while that little bitch Ophelia has someone protecting her?

She bit her lip, a thought emerged in her mind, and she turned and ran towards Ophelia.

The bison naturally followed her and changed direction.

At this time, the bison had started to run away and its speed was getting faster and faster. It was so panicked that it no longer avoided the bushes and small trees, and charged straight towards Michelle with its sharp horns.

In a flash, Michelle's frail body burst out with astonishing speed, and she hid behind Ophelia a second before the bull's horns were about to hit her.

"Ophelia, save me."

"Princess, be careful."

The sharp bull horns were right in front of her. Ophelia wanted to dodge, but Michelle behind her held her waist tightly and she couldn't move, becoming a shield for the opponent.

When her life was hanging by a thread, a pair of hot hands tightly embraced her slender waist.

Ophelia felt her body lose weight, and she spun in circles in the air, narrowly avoiding the bull's horns.

And Michelle behind her was also carried away and out of danger.

"Princess, hide. I'm going to deal with that bison." After bringing everyone to a safe area, Taylor rushed towards the raging bison with a cold expression.

"Taylor..."

"Ophelia, are you okay?" Loki arrived with Amy and looked the little female up and down nervously.

Amy's heart was beating like a drum, and she called out timidly, "Mother..."

Ophelia was in no mood to engage in 'mother-daughter affection' at the moment, her beautiful eyes were focused on the male fighting the bison, fearing that he might get hurt accidentally.

Seeing her mother ignore her, Amy felt a pang of pain in her heart. She bit her lower lip tightly and turned her head away stubbornly. "Aunt Michelle, I'm glad you're okay. I was scared to death. I would have been heartbroken if you were hurt."

As she spoke, she glanced at Ophelia, whose face was solemn. Her mother's eyes would have turned red with anger if she had shown even a little concern for Aunt Michelle, but now she didn't even budge.

"I'm fine." Michelle's face flushed from the intense running, and she covered her chest and gasped.

"I'm glad you're okay. I'll go help Taylor." Loki stood up and was about to leave, but was stopped by a pair of slender white hands.

"No, don't go. My legs are weak and I'm scared. Don't leave me. Tyler is a dragon beast, and the bison can't hurt him."

Amy also looked at him fearfully with a pair of misty eyes, "Father."

Loki's heart was distracted. He pursed his lips and looked at the solemn little female not far away. He said in a deep voice: "I'll help you go over there and take care of her. After all, she is the princess of the Golden Dragon Clan. I haven't been elected as the clan leader yet, so she can't get hurt yet."

There was a glimmer of viciousness in Michelle's eyes. She wished that the bitch's intestines would be pierced by the bison.

But now she could only pretend to be generous, "Okay."

Ophelia, who was in a state of great nervousness, noticed their arrival but paid no attention to them.

Seeing that her eyes were still on Taylor, Loki felt dissatisfied, "Amy just got frightened. As a mother, Ophelia, you don't come to care for her. What's the point of staring at the male all the time?"

Ophelia looked back, her eyes calm. "She has you as her father and dear aunt to take care of her. Why does she need me?"

"If you have the time to bother me, why not go up and help Taylor?"

Loki pondered, his heart loosening.

"Ophelia, as a mother, you don't care about Amy, but Loki does. She is the patriarch's first grandchild. I do if you don't feel sorry for her."

"Besides, Taylor is so capable that he doesn't need any help. I advise you to focus on Loki and Amy. After all, you won't have the chance to be partners with him." Michelle's words were provocative.

As expected, Loki's face was as dark as ink, and his desire to step forward to help was completely gone.

After an hour-long battle, Bison was defeated by Taylor.

The huge bull's body fell to the ground with a loud bang, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"You are hurt."

There was a deep wound on Taylor's muscular arm, and Ophelia felt very distressed.

Seeing blood oozing out of the wound, she quickly tore off a corner of her animal skin skirt to bandage his wound.

Taylor held her hand and soothed her softly, "It's just a minor injury. It will be healed tomorrow. Don't worry, Princess."

Ophelia bandaged his wound and said dissatisfiedly, "If you can't beat us, just run away. Is there any need to fight so hard?"

Seeing her angry look, Taylor moved his fingertips to poke the small bump, but when he saw the blood on his hand, he silently withdrew his hand.

Seeing the bison completely dead, Michelle bravely stepped forward and touched the still-warm bison. "The rainy season is coming soon. Making hides and shoes from this hide will be both waterproof and warm."

Looking at Ophelia and the others being so intimate as if no one was around, Loki felt a little choked up.

Hearing what Michelle said, he immediately said, "Since you like it, I'll give this cowhide to you when I get back."

Michelle was overjoyed, but also a little worried. "Ophelia, will she agree? You must not quarrel with her because of me again. It would be bad if she misunderstood again."

"It's okay, it's just a piece of skin, she won't care."

"How dare you decide other people's affairs with just a few words, Loki? How dare you be so bold?"

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