The purple-clothed elf's face stiffened again.

The flush on his face was a little thicker.

He straightened his face and taught him a stern lesson: "Lu'er, can't you be steady?" ”

I asked, "Steady?" Pretending to be modest, he asked as if he was in a matter-of-fact manner: "Brother Ziyi, what is stability?" Sitting firmly on the 'steady' of the fishing boat? Relive the 'repetition' of old dreams? The two words are side by side, which means, sit firmly on the fishing boat and relive the old dream? ”

The purple-clothed elf was speechless to the sky.

Silence is golden.

- He doesn't want to answer, or can't answer the question, usually silent relatively, and Qingbao "unknown" has the same thing.

Sometimes I also learn Qingbao gossip: "Brother Ziyi, why am I always in a dream every time I see you?" What the hell is this place? Why are you stuck here? You also cultivate day and night, all the time, all the time, in the end, what kind of thing is cultivation? If you continue to cultivate like this, what benefits can you get besides being boring? ”

100,000 whys.

The purple-clothed elf didn't answer me a single question.

I've long been accustomed to his serious, old-fashioned, unsmiling and cold style.

I didn't think about it. Continuing to babble to himself: "It's like a purple prison here. It's a miracle that you've been stuck here for so long, and you haven't gone insane. ”

The purple-clad elf glanced at me.

Finally opened his mouth and said leisurely: "You want me to go insane?" ”

I stuck my tongue out and said with a hippie smile, "Don't dare, don't dare." Hurry up and pat him on the back, quite flattering him like that: "Brother Ziyi, you are tall and mighty, magnificent, strong in spells, wise and brave, courageous, not angry and self-prestigious, and know astronomy, geography, yin and yang, gossip, Qimen, and Dunjia...... Push forward 10,000 years, push back 10,000 years, a total of 20,000 years of strange elves that have not appeared, only the part of other people's brains is confused, not your part of the insaneness, right? ”

The purple-clad elf glanced at me again.

The face is expressionless and unfazed.

But looking at my gaze, it inadvertently overflowed with tenderness and doting. - His coldness and indifference, I don't know when, gradually replaced by this gentleness and doting.

Like a spring breeze.

The reason why I feel so emotionally is because after I have cultivated the spell, the cave can no longer trap me.

I often sneak outside and admire the diversity of the world outside the cave.

The purple sky in the dream, the purple haze, the emptiness around you, will be overwhelmed by loneliness and loneliness at any time. Inside, it's like being trapped in a purple cell.

However, the purple-clothed elf didn't care, and the excessive calmness made me surprised.

It can be seen that it is also a strange elf.

The Yuexi Mountain, where I live, is full of deep mountains and mountains within a radius of dozens of miles. Sparsely populated, the peaks are undulating, overlapping and surrounding, and the mountains are winding, steep and straight.

The pine and cypress, the ancient trees are towering to the sky, covering the sky and the sun; vines, exotic flowers and plants are all over the mountains; Cliffs, strange rocks and caves, a thousand postures, such as a work of ghostly axes; The mountain spring is rushing, the blue stream becomes a stream, the water is murmuring, and the blue pool is secluded.

Animals multiply.

Occasionally, I would encounter Terrans who had run into the mountains to hunt.

Those Terrans are extremely ruthless.

Set a trap and set a set. or hunting, or patrolling, or ambushing, or concealment, or luring, using all kinds of cruel means to hunt and kill the beasts of Yueji Mountain.

Meat is used to feed the stomach, and fur is used to make clothes or boots.