Qingbao looked too lazy to make a fuss.

Shaking his head and shaking his head, he said: "Dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and sons born to mice will burrow in the ground!" People are born, wolves give birth to wolves, and children born to humanoid women are not wolves! ”

"What do you mean?" I was dumbfounded.

"I don't know!" Qingbao replied.

I rushed over immediately, grabbed his flapping wings, and held on tightly to prevent him from repeating his old tricks.

Huge exclamation marks and questions twisted together in my chest. "Do you mean that I am the child of a humanoid woman, not a child of a great snow wolf?" ”

Qingbao glared at me, and didn't admit it: "I didn't say it!" ”

I insisted, "You said it just now." ”

Qingbao glared at me again: "I didn't say it, it's you who think too much!" ”

I snorted.

Qingbao broke free from my grip on his wings and managed to escape.

I shrugged. It's funny to think about it, Qingbao, this guy, is so mysterious and open-mouthed, and I was so stupid, I was fooled by him, and I believed it.

Really, how could I be the child of a humanoid woman?

Qingbao also said just now that the child born to a humanoid woman is not a wolf.

I'm not a pure wolf.

To be precise, I'm a mixed race. - Presumably, my mother is a big snow wolf, and my father is a man of the human race, so I gave birth to this strange werewolf monster who is half wolf and half human.

Every night after that, I dreamed of the purple-clothed elf.

In order to remove the humanoid body and return to the wolf-like body, I had to endure the humiliation and bear the burden and diligently follow him to practice spells.

In addition to practicing spells, the purple-clothed elves also taught me to read and write, learn the five elements of yin and yang, gossip, qimen dunjia, feng shui divination...... Whatever the purple-clothed elf asks me to learn, I will obediently learn.

Anyway, I don't have much but time.

There's nothing wrong with passing the time when you're bored.

Before you know it, one hundred and ninety-nine years have passed. Before I knew it, I was two hundred and ninety-nine years old, and I was getting more and more human. The hair, eyebrows, and eyeballs have become black unconsciously, and the lips have become rosy and bright before you know it.

figure, unconsciously graceful.

I flicked my sleeves, didn't have to say a mantra, and the word "mirror" flashed through my mind. In front of me, a large bronze mirror immediately appeared.

In the mirror, I was slender and slender, with bright black hair.

The small face is tender, and the face can be broken by blowing. Under the long eyelashes are a pair of large flickering eyes, a high nose, and slightly thick lips slightly upturned.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the wolf paw birthmark on the center of the eyebrow, which is still white. That white is still as white as the paper used for the funeral of the human race.

That doesn't stop me from being beautiful.

I stood in front of the mirror, tucked my abdomen, straightened my chest, tensed my chin, and looked left and right.

Also took two turns and felt good about myself.

At this point, my spells have been cultivated to the point where I have no problem becoming anything. But I'm used to my slender human body, and I'm used to walking on two legs.

I didn't think about turning back into a wolf form.

I made a seductive gesture in front of the mirror.

With an infinitely delicate expression and voice, he asked Qingbao: "Am I beautiful?" Glamorous isn't it? Is it from the head to the feet, the wind runs down, from the feet to the head, the wind flows up? ”

At this time, Qingbao's size was on par with mine.

Although he was four hundred and fifty-two years old, he still had red lips and white teeth, green skin, and no white hair, not a single wrinkle, and not half a stripe.