"Haven't told me your name yet. ”

"My name is the song, the witch song, you can call me the song. What about you, do you have a name, or is that your name for the 'Poor Beast'?"

"The poor beast is my name! To tell you the truth, you are very similar to her, you look alike, you shout alike, you speak alike, you speak in a similar tone, and you look brave, but she has disappeared for a long time, and my friends and I have been looking for her. She used to think of me as a mythical beast, but she said that I was poor and sour, so she called me Poor, and because I had horns on my head and hedgehog hair on my body, she thought I looked strange, so she said, 'You will be called Poor Beast from now on'! ”

"Didn't find it?"

"Well, I've been looking for it, but I haven't found it. You're a lot like her. The Poor Beast said it again.

"I'm not like anyone, I'm just myself. ”

The master said that before. ”

"Tell the truth, then she really follows me!"

And the eyes of the poor beast looking at the song were full of deep meaning.

"Let's play guessing again, the master used to like to guess with me the most, and no one has played with me for a long time. Just now I came up with several and you answered them one by one, this time you are out of the mystery!"

"Okay, then I'll test you. ”

The light blue eyes of the song rolled, gurgling, and asked in a mysterious way: "Poor strange beast, can you fly?"

"That's nature!" the poor beast flapped its two scythe-like wings.

"You're flying high?"

"Of course!"

"Then why can't you hit the stars even if you fly so high?" Song paced back and forth on the top of the mountain, pacing like an old man in the Demon Venerable Hall, and asked the poor strange beast with an exam look.

The poor beast's brown eyes rolled and rolled.

"Well, why, why do I fly, I can fly very high, but I can't hit the stars?"

It also paced up and down the top of the mountain, looking at the sky for a while, and looking at the song for a while. Think hard.

"Well, why, why do I fly, I can fly very high, but I can't hit the stars?"

"Did you think of it, why can't you hit the stars?"

"This ......"

The poor beast kept repeating the riddle of the song, and couldn't think of it, so he had to reluctantly: "I can't think of it for a while, if it doesn't happen, when it gets dark, I will fly high into the sky, maybe so I can come up with it!"

The poor beast consulted with the song.

"Well, if you can't answer when the night is dark, how about carrying me through this dragon's tooth forest wall at dawn tomorrow?"

"This ......" the poor beast was embarrassed and looked very ugly.

"You don't want to know the mystery, if I do, I can tell you!" said the song with a wink at the poor beast.

"In three or five days, how about driving you through the Dragon's Tooth Forest Wall?"

“...... Three or five days later, I starved to death. "The song is about to stop, and the stomach is very cooperative, "grunt".

Nege stroked it soothingly, and then looked at the poor beast.

The poor beast laughed. Extraordinarily hideous. Exceptionally kind. "What do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat meat, fish, ......" and the song "purr" screamed again.

"Okay, wait for this divine beast, go and go back. The poor beast turned, spread its scythe-like wings, and flew away.

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Suddenly the sky darkened.

Day after day passed like this, how long would it take to reach the Wraith Swamp?—— and the song sat on the edge of the cliff in distress.

After a while, the poor beast flew back. The huge body "banged" and landed next to the song.

But I saw that the cheeks of the poor beast were bulging. "Poof—" It spat out a bunch of fish from its mouth.

"Wow, that's a lot of fish. The song was overjoyed and immediately bitter, "It's a pity - I don't eat raw!"

"Sit back and wait for this divine beast!" After a few breaths, the poor beast flew back, holding a large handful of branches in its mouth and piling them up next to the fish.

"Poof-" The poor beast spewed fire, igniting a large number of branches.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa—that's great! There's food!" said the song, jumping to the fire. Quickly thread the fish on the branches and grill it.

After a while, the smell of fish on the top of the mountain is lingering.

Nege gulped down the grilled fish, and occasionally rubbed the cuffs of his skirt robe against the side of his mouth with oil.

The poor strange beast that had been squatting on the side and watching for a long time swallowed its saliva and looked at the fish obsessively.

"Why don't you give me a mouthful?" the poor beast licked the corners of his mouth, his saliva couldn't stop flowing, "On weekdays, there is only raw food, only the master has grilled delicious meat and fish, and after the master disappeared, he has not smelled this simple fish fragrance for a long time!"

"No, you're a divine beast, don't grab fish from me!"

At this time, the poor beast looked at the eyes of the song. Don't be out of the ordinary.

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