The wooden bird exerted all the strength of his body, and he could not escape the palm wind that Murong Xue had just accidentally swung out.

The limbs made of wood hugged the body and a large tree tightly, and in surprise, he walked over to look at the injured bird.

It was a gift from her brother, and she hadn't taken a serious look at it yet.

Stretching out her little hand, but she still really touched the little wooden bird completely, and the little wooden bird looked at Murong Xuetian in fear, and tried her best to escape with her last breath.

A little more, the woman's claws were about to reach out, and the wooden bird opened his eyes wide for the first time in his life.

Knowing that, Murong Xuetian didn't touch it, and the wooden bird finally breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

Murong Xue poked the trunk of the tree with her slender fingers, this trunk saved the wooden bird, otherwise, otherwise it would really fall apart if it hit the iron bucket behind it.

"What are you doing?" Smiling and saying, in fact, this bird is also quite cute and can talk.

"Bang!"

A big tree that two children could barely hug and the ground came to a big hug.

The huge impact sound made Mu Niao and Murong Xue stunned.

Murong Xuetian: I just touched it lightly, this leaf is too useless.

Woodbird: This woman is terrible, so it's better to mess with her less.

So for the next few days, a man and a bird were in relative silence, and ordered and ordered.

After another three days, Wood Bird could see that this woman had no martial arts at all.

You can't even chop wood, so go to the well to get some water, either get your clothes wet or put the bucket in the well.

It's basically a waste wood with three nos, no morality, no substance, no use, and even looks ugly.

"Stupid bird, come and make a fire." Since the discovery of the function of the wooden bird, the daily fire cooking has been handed over to the wooden bird.

"No, no." The woodbird flapped its wings and said that nothing would pass.

"Really?"

"If you don't go, you won't go. Birds also have the dignity of birds. Tsundere raised her neck proudly, and her paws stood on the pole with unattainable confidence.

"That's what you said." Murong Xue threw the stick in her hand at the wooden bird, but unfortunately, the wooden bird flapped its wings and flew away.

Wood brushed past the woodbird's side.

"I've seen through you." On this little bit of carving insect skills, I still want to order this little master, and I don't want to see who this god bird is.

Murong Xuetian didn't give up, she has always been a bird made of wood, and she can't figure it out, so she won't let Murong forget her worries.

In the empty suburbs, a woman with a wooden stick can be seen chasing a bird.

Before you know it, three days have passed.

Murong Xuetian finally caught the wooden bird that was staggering in flight.

"A woman who doesn't want to die." The wooden bird finally finished speaking, and Ren Murong Xue, who collapsed, poured it out.

"You don't want to die, you don't have a life, you have nothing. Life is the most important thing. ”

Carrying the wooden bird and stepping on the basket, she was going to the vegetable garden to choose some vegetables to go back, and her brother would come back today.

She was going to cook a hearty meal for her brother with her own hands.

"The little girl who picks mushrooms, carrying a big bamboo basket on her back, walks barefoot in the morning, walks through the forests and hills, and the mushrooms she picks are the ......."

The wooden bird crossed Erlang's legs, lying in the basket, enjoying listening to the little song.

"It's rare for a bird to smell it a few times, fast, fast."

"Ouch, hit me!"

The wooden bird dodged everywhere, and finally had to leave the comfortable "bed" and fly on its own.

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