Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1131 Beast World (30)

"Oh, Mussel, are you going to carry me on your back?"

The little girl was instantly happy, her eyes were bent, and she directly lay on its back and hugged its neck.

Silver Wolf didn't speak, and quickly left the place with her back behind his back.

The little girl hugged its neck, suddenly thought of something, and looked back.

Only then did I discover that there was a big hole not far away just now.

The hole was so empty that it looked as if it had been dug out alive.

Fallen leaves were laid out next to it, and there was only a trap that looked like a hunter dug out and was specially used to deal with large beasts.

The little girl looked at it, and wanted to look up and observe carefully.

It's just that the silver wolf ran too fast, and she didn't dare to let go of its neck.

I had no choice but to watch it from a distance, then leaned into its ear and asked:

"Museel, what happened to the big tiger? Did you beat it?"

Silver Wolf hummed, as if he didn't want to say anything more.

It is as fast as an arrow, and it walks effortlessly on uneven surfaces.

The thick and wide soles of the feet were bigger than the hands of an adult male. When they stepped on the wet ground, they immediately left clear wolf paw prints on them, one after another.

That layer of beautiful silver hair is like soft satin, fluffy and soft, like a cloud when it keeps shuttling in the sun.

Seeing that it didn't want to talk, the elf stopped asking and lay quietly on its back.

Watching the scenery on both sides go back quickly, she breathed out a breath silently, and then slowly hugged it tightly, and tightly grasped a bunch of its hair in her palm.

The feeling of riding a wolf is very different from that of riding a horse.

She felt that riding a wolf was more enjoyable.

The wind is fast and the pace is like flying.

The cool wind blows in, as if the forest is not so stuffy anymore.

Her foot swayed and swayed, holding it, looking forward.

On the way, she saw a lark flying in the sky, and she smiled and waved to the lark to say hello.

The lark uttered a cry, and quickly landed on the branch, folding its wings.

Looking around curiously, then muttering to himself.

"Didn't Bruce want to find the elf? But the elf... is actually riding that silver wolf."

"The little elf is really amazing. He was able to talk to the wolves. I'm going to tell everyone."

The lark, who was in charge of delivering messages in the forest, immediately flew up and flew towards the high canopy tree layer.

"What!? The elf is playing with that scary wolf?"

The big black pig who was digging his head into the soil raised his head instantly.

"How can she do this!?"

Its tone of grief and indignation was like that of its original partner who had been abandoned.

"I clearly told the elf back then that she wanted her to teach that nasty wolf a lesson. That nasty wolf ate my best friend!"

The black colorful butterfly was flying by the tree, interjecting mercilessly:

"Come on, Bruce, when Balk was eaten by Redmond, didn't you also say that Balk was your good friend, and you want to show Redmond some color?"

The final result?
Bruce was trying to please Redmond again, and he didn't care about Balk's death at all.

What else to say. It is only natural for tigers to eat pigs, and it is normal for one or two to die occasionally.

"Bruce, it's only natural for wolves to eat pigs. If they don't eat you, you should be thankful. You still want to teach wolves a lesson?"

The big black pig choked, and immediately retorted unconvinced: "Who... who said that it's only natural for wolves to eat pigs?!"

(End of this chapter)