Still angry.

continued to cry bitterly and in despair: "I am a first-class good werewolf without pollution, I didn't steal, I didn't rob, I didn't kill, I didn't set fire, and I didn't harm the two yellow-flowered girls of the stinky and shameless light purple werewolf who should have scraped off the oil pot and planted in the salt water tank with a thousand knives——"

Qingbao interjected again: "You are a woman, how can you harm other people's yellow flower daughters?" ”

So I changed my tone and scolded: "I won't harm those two stinky and shameless green leaf sons of the light purple wolf family who should scrape down the oil pot and plant them in the salt water tank with a thousand knives——"

Qingbao interjected again: "Those two light purple-clothed werewolf teenagers are young, and they don't seem to have reached the age of marriage, so presumably the eldest son of the green leaf has not been born yet." ”

I don't care if their green leaf eldest son is born or not.

Anyway, scolding is.

continued to cry bitterly and desperately, and scolded: "What heavenly reason? I was imprisoned in a cave for the rest of my life! Why? Woo-woo-"

I cried so much that I was happy.

The more I cried, the angrier I became.

The more angry you are, the more you cry.

Without thinking about it, he raised his foot and kicked hard at the sharp bamboo shoot next to him. It was as if this bamboo shoot was the embodiment of the two stinky and shameless light purple werewolf boys who should have scraped off the oil pot and planted it in the salt water tank.

Keep scolding: "What? Don't let me out of the cave—"

Before I could finish speaking, I screamed "ouch". The bamboo shoots were too hard, I kicked too hard, and I was very sad to be kicked over the toenail cover, and my toes hurt a heart.

I hugged my sore foot and jumped up.

It hurts so much that he grins and keeps breathing.

While jumping, he scolded again: "Stinky and shameless dead light purple werewolf, what is it?" Ouch! It hurts me to death, stinky and shameless dead werewolf in light purple, oops, whoa, whoa! Ouch! Ouch! ”

Qingbao's shooting is amazing.

Throwing himself into the well, he grinned and said, "This enchantment is really a good thing!" If you don't want to go out, whoever has to stay in the hole obediently, even if you cry, make trouble, and hang yourself, it won't work. Hehe, the next time I see two light purple werewolf boys, I will definitely ask for advice, so how did the enchantment come about? ”

After finishing speaking, he flapped his wings, flew to a dark corner, and continued to cultivate.

It was very unkind to leave me alone in the wind, shouting the sky and grabbing the earth, plus the ghost crying god.

I had a dream during the night.

I dreamed that I walked into a place full of greenery and birds, and I was greeted by the warmth and freshness of the sun.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of a flute not far away, like a wisp of smoke, slowly drifting in.

The flute sound is melodious, tactful, and the melody is indescribably elegant, cool and elegant, with ups and downs. For a while, it is like a bird in the forest, like a murmuring stream, like a breeze and bright moon, and like a wind crossing the mountains, making people's thoughts fly.

I looked for the sound of the flute and walked over.

The flute is played by a jade tree in the wind, a good son.

Dressed in purple clothes, he has a tall figure, tough facial features, and an angular face. The wind blew, stirring his hair and raising his clothes, showing his elegance even more.

He stood beside a large rock in the bamboo forest, playing a flute intently, and the whole person was immersed in the music.

My eyes widened.

Isn't he a purple-clad elf?

He had lost a lot of weight, and his face was haggard, as if he had been seriously ill for just a short time. I was overjoyed, ran towards him, and shouted, "Brother in purple! Brother in purple—"