not a monster

Feng Wuli felt that he had some talent for craftsmanship, and he became obsessed with making skirts for the two elves.

If he really wanted to make a set of clothes, he would definitely not be able to do it, but just a few pieces of fabric, spliced ​​and sewn together, so that the hands, feet and head can be stretched out. Although it is still not very comfortable to wear, it is at least better than wrapping the body with flowers and plants and acting like a savage. Be strong.

He made another set of small skirts and came out:

"Let's just make do with it for now. When we go back, we'll see if there are any clothes for the dolls to buy. I remember that some of the doll clothes can be changed, or you can ask Wang Xilou to make a few sets for you."

"Who wants to wear the clothes you make?"

Feng Wuli skillfully grabbed Hai Lingtai, who was lying in the middle of the pillow with his butt sticking out and playing with his mobile phone.

Hai Lingtai looked at the mobile phone that was getting further and further away, glanced at Feng Wuli confusedly, and then began to struggle again: "Don't kiss, don't kiss me, please don't kiss me."

Zao Yao was so angry that he said, "Just wait for me!"

As she said this, she picked up the pile of clothes and found a corner to put on the skirt. She had a fiery personality and changed the clothes in two or three times. She was very dissatisfied and said: "What do you need a skirt for? It's in the way." She was dissatisfied with the skirt she was wearing. Extremely disgusted.

Feng Wuli thinks her personality is like a tomboy, full of boyishness. I heard that every boy has a girl in his heart, and every girl also has a boy in his heart. Zao Yao can't be the boyish side in Wang Xilou's heart, right? The same goes for eating and sitting, with a rough and bold posture everywhere.

Zao Yao still wanted to find fault with the clothes, but Hai Lingtai leaned over and said that her sister was good-looking, but she couldn't bear to say the words that came to her lips and glared at Feng Wuli with a stinking face.

Feng Wuli also wanted to poke her, but was almost bitten. He spread his hands and said, "Look, if you follow me, you will have food and clothing."

"If you are living a good life outside and don't want to come back, I won't force you. However, it seems that you are not living a good life outside because of your weak spiritual power, so you might as well come back with us."

"Who cares?"

"You don't care, but do you want your sister to live a life of fullness and hunger with you?"

This suddenly hit Zao Yao's pain point, and her face suddenly turned ugly. Hai Lingtai next to her was a little anxious, looked up at Feng Wuli, and went over to hold Zao Yao's hand: "No, I don't mind. , and I am very happy following my sister, who has always taken good care of me..."

Zao Yao broke away from Hai Lingtai's hand.

He's right.

The two shadows of them were cultivated by Wang Xilou at the same time, and they have been naturally close since their birth. In fact, when Wang Xilou's spiritual power was divided, as the last three shadows cultivated, she and Hai Lingtai originally shared the spiritual power. It was just Yu Mingming, but the woman came directly to the door and took away 90% of their spiritual power.

In the past few decades, it was okay at first. Even if they only have 10% of their spiritual power, they are still terrifying demons at the level of demon kings.

But after decades of consumption, even the junior monsters in the forest can now bully them, and they can only survive by stealing squirrel nuts.

She actually knows what she's doing.

"Sister?" This was the first time that Hai Lingtai was shaken off by Zao Yao like this.

"You go back with him." Zao Yao sneered: "I have long thought you were in the way, if it weren't for you..."

Just when she was about to say something harsh, she suddenly felt her eyes darken again, and a large sack was put inside her. There was a burst of punches, kicks, and all kinds of unpleasant curses inside the sack, calling for Feng Wuli to challenge her to a duel.

Feng Wuli casually placed the sack on the bedside and clapped his hands: "Okay, the conversation is over tonight."

He said to the sack: "You'd better come back with us, otherwise, I will bully your sister every day, deny her food or clothes, make her do a lot of work during the day, and beat her and scold her if she doesn't do it well." She, lock her in the drawer at night." He glanced at the Hai spirit fetus next to him, and the little guy whimpered like a white lotus and said, "Sister, I'm so scared."

"How dare you!?" A muffled voice came from the bag.

Of course Feng Wuli was just scaring her. He didn't say whether he dared or not. He said with a smile: "But think about it, there will be Ponu, Chifu and the others after we go back. I definitely won't be able to take care of so many people. If you don't want you My sister was bullied by them, so she came back with us honestly.

Now the fact is that you can't take care of her, so you would like us to take her away for the sake of your sister. However, just taking her back doesn't guarantee whether your sister will be bullied, so you should go back to protect her. "

Feng Wuli packed up the things on the table, put away the scissors and cloth, and went to bed to prepare for bed: "Hai Lingtai, come here."

Hai Lingtai looked at her sister in the sack, her wings fluttering in the air behind her, and she flew over: "What are you calling me for?"

"Let me play."

Hai Lingtai: "??"

Feng Wuli thinks that such a small Wang Xilou is quite interesting. It is like a miniature version of Wang Xilou's figure, but it is alive. It can run, jump, have wings, can fly, can talk, and has emotions. .

That would be simply more fun, a hundred times more fun than Transformers!

He was half-lying against the head of the bed, holding her arms with both hands. The small Wang Xilou was like a small toy, turning over and over, squeezing her hands and legs, Hai Lingtai kept criticizing , like a little milk cat that meows when pinched.

Feng Wuli pulled the wings behind her, which felt a bit like a dragonfly: "Wouldn't the wings get in the way when you sleep?"

"Okay, you can take it back." She shook her wings and slowly took them back. Without this iconic thing, Hai Lingtai is completely a miniature version of Wang Xilou.

"Your hands are so small..."

"The feet are so small..."

"Shall I give you a hair style?"

"Let's take a picture."

What's the matter with the sense of déjà vu when a scumbag talks?

Feng Wuli seemed to have suddenly discovered the fun of those little girls playing with dolls. Hai Lingtai was so tormented by him that her face turned red and she became a little angry. She snorted and squatted on the bed with him behind her back. Feng Wuli stretched out his finger to poke her behind. He poked her neck several times and ignored him. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, holding it in the palm of his hand and looking at her.

"You, you are evil-minded!" Hai Lingtai scolded him angrily, his face bulging and he was mumbling when he was angry.

"I'm playing with you. Don't be angry. I'll buy you something delicious when I go back." Feng Wuli asked, "Do you have any luggage left in the mountains?"

The elf shook his head, "No, my sister saved some dry food before, but it was all eaten up?"

"Where do you usually live?"

"In the mountains, we used to have a big mansion, but then it was robbed by a big mountain demon." She said this with a little anger.

"Shall I build a small house for you when we get back?" Feng Wuli suddenly found a new interest in making a small house out of wood for the two of them to live in. It was very interesting just thinking about it. (End of chapter)