The sound in the cave gradually decreased, mixed with sad whimpers, and finally slowly disappeared into the ears of one person and one wolf.
Ruan Qiuqiu leaned on Yuan Jue's shoulder, his spirit was still exhausted, but he still slightly propped up his body and took Mr. Big Bad Wolf's palm.
——She didn't know how the little wolf who had rescued the eagle from the beginning was expelled. I don't know if Mr. Big Wolf today, after hearing such follow-up, will it be more sad.
The little wife beside him exudes sad emotions, and Wolf naturally noticed it.
He gently raised his lips and took Ruan Qiuqiu's slightly cold hand back, simply mobilized some demon power, and began to heat automatically.
"... Madam worrying about wolves?" Yuan Jue quieted for a few seconds, suddenly smirked and asked her.
The tail of a wolf is full of stimulating pleasure, and it seems to be in a good mood.
Ruan Qiuqiu "..."
She looked up at him and found that there was no sadness or memory in Yuan Jue's expression. She nodded vigorously at the moment and seemed to be relieved.
Her reaction made some wolf feel a little embarrassed.
Mr. Big Bad Wolf stuffed a third-order spirit stone into Ruan Qiuqiu's hands, "Mrs. added spiritual power."
After he finished speaking, he lowered his eyelashes slightly, as if recalling the events of the past, "Actually, those eagles that wore wolves were not there today."
Ruan Qiuqiu was stunned for a while before she realized what Yuan Jue was talking about. She looked to the heavy casualties of the eagles who were not far away and gathered on the ground, and gradually climbed up to a news that they were not willing to accept.
——Maybe, most of the red vultures who had bullied Mr. Little Wolf and beaten by the head of the Sha tribe had already died in this sudden and unknown disaster.
"Actually, compared with the monsters who followed the dead hands, their hands are very light." Yuan Jujunmei's cheek passed a sneering smile, and the smile quickly faded and became Ruan Qiuqiu is familiar with deserted.
Mr. Big Bad Wolf seemed to simply do not want to worry her. She raised her hand and wiped her. She still had a little blood stained on her cheeks, her thin lips bent, and between the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. "The wolf hasn't paid attention. "
But the more he was like this, Ruan Qiuqiu felt more sad.
She only participated in a small growth track of Mr. Little Wolf in the memory world, but she can already see how difficult it is for him to walk along the way.
Although the wind lion tribe is very poor, she has been unable to eat enough, but she will not be like him, there is no place to sleep. Even now, they are not completely safe.
Ruan Qiuqiu lowered his head and clenched his big palm, just looked at his eyes and didn't speak.
Yuan Jue was a little shy about her staring, her ears were quietly red, and her long eyelashes were trembling.
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Marrying The Soft Hearted Villain(MTL)
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