Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

The elf shook his head.

"I like it here and don't want to move." She wiped the juice from the corner of her mouth and said seriously.

Cuicui asked again: "So, little elf, do you not belong to any ethnic group now?"

The elf thought for a while and nodded: "I am alone now. I can go wherever I want."

Hearing this, Cuicui became excited: "Elf, since you are alone now, do you want to join us?"

"If you join us, then we will definitely take good care of you."

The Lark family welcomes her to join the family.

But the little girl did not agree and ate the fruit Na Lian left for her, saying:

"Cui Cui, thank you for your kindness, but I just want to be alone now and don't want to join anymore."

"But if you don't join the tribe, how can you take care of yourself?" Cuicui didn't understand.

The little girl patted her chest and said confidently: "You don't need to worry about this, Cuicui."

"Don't worry, I think I can take care of myself."

After all, no matter what, the forest would not let her starve to death.

After using the fruit, the little girl stood up, hugged her little cushion, and started on her way.

This time, she still walked into the territory of the wolves, walking slowly with a clear purpose.

The lark stopped on her shoulder and looked at her as if she was heading towards the wolf's den. He thought she didn't know, so he gave a warning.

"Elf, please don't go any further. There are ferocious wolves ahead."

Elf: "Please don't worry, Cuicui, I just want to go to the wolf den, and I want to find their leader."

"Chief? You mean Mussel?"

"Musel?" The elf was stunned, "The leader of the wolf pack is called Musel?"

"Yes, that's the ferocious-looking silver wolf."

The lark flapped its wings carelessly and hung in mid-air.

The elf raised his head, looked at it with clear and beautiful green eyes without blinking, and asked: "How do you know it's called Mussel? Did the wolf tell you?"

"of course not."

The lark flew back to her shoulder.

"Their wolves are very united. They don't tell anyone about anything, and we can't find out anything."

"The reason why we know that the silver wolf is called Mussel is because one time when Betty was flying over, she heard a wolf below calling Mussel."

"The silver wolf stopped, and then we knew that it was called Mussel, and it was a very powerful wolf."

"." The elf seemed thoughtful.

"So Cuicui, what else do you know about the wolves? For example, how old is Mussel? What does he do in his daily life?"

The lark shook his head: "The wolf den is on an empty gravel hillside. They are very vigilant and will drive us away, so we don't have any new news yet."

"It's just that Betty had seen Silver Wolf at that time and said that this ferocious wolf was thirty or forty years old at least. He was very cunning and vigilant, and was good at using tricks when hunting."

"That Willy, do you know? He is Bruce's good friend, a fat, big, but very smart pig."

"It died under a blow from Mussel. It seemed that Mussel used a trick to lure it to a dead end, and then dozens of wolves besieged it."

"Willy died so tragically that all the flesh on his body was eaten away."