Chapter 201

Before Yunwu says anything, yunqi is ready to leave.

"Grandfather, can I ask you a question?" However, at this time, cloud dance suddenly began to speak.

Yunqi turned her head and looked at Yunwu: "what's the matter?"

"My mother, is it purple pupil?" Cloud dance seems to ask this question casually.

However, this makes yunqi stunned.

Then, she frowned slightly. After a few seconds' pause, she began to speak. "That year, I was out at the border, and I didn't see your mother with my own eyes. However, I heard that when she was angry, her eyes would turn purple with her mood."

When angry, it turns purple?

Before that, I heard old Bai say that purple pupil is a noble and unique existence in the witch clan.

So her mother is really a witch?

Is the queen also

……

This side is not calm, however, at this time on the other side, is also some jifeigoutiao!

Cave deep in the forest!

A middle-aged man, who was smoking all over his body, pulled a lump of round little things and walked in angrily.

"Master!"

"What's the matter? It's not to say that at this time, you can't disturb my teacher's practice! " Sitting on the rock in the cave, the old man with white hair opened his eyes of wisdom and looked at the more and more impetuous apprentice with a slight frown.

This has happened many times and frequently.

The middle-aged man seems to have been intolerable, a small thing in his hand to the ground, the small thing pain called, rolling on the ground several rolls, then stopped.

He raised his head, opened his big eyes, looked at the old man sitting on the rock, and kneaded the tummy with his little paw: "master, pain!"

The old man raised his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man. "No trace, didn't you tell you that you should not abuse it during this period of time? What are you doing? "

The middle-aged man had no trace. After hearing his words, he looked at the poor stink on the ground, and was so angry that he almost broke his teeth: "master, I didn't mean to disturb your cleaning and repair, nor to abuse it. But, the fruit tree that we planted outside has not yet matured. Even the root with skin has been gnawed away by this ghost."

It took decades to grow the fruit tree outside, but it took another hundred years to produce the fruit.

It's not mature yet. This morning, let alone the green fruits, even the bark and roots, are missing.

There was only one with a big round belly and a ball like smell, burping on the ground.

You don't have to guess. You know it's the one who ate it.

One hundred years of painstaking effort is to pay the water to the East. It's strange not to be angry.

What's more, I don't know how many times in the past half a month, precious miracles have been gnawed by it. The most hateful thing is that it doesn't bite what is not precious and rare. It chooses the most precious and rare one.

I was so angry that I almost couldn't help but want to slap it to death.

However, his master, ever since he brought it back, has just set up a border within a hundred meters outside, and he has no freedom to detain it.

At first, this little thing will be afraid of them, and will be restrained.

However, slowly, it was just like a king of mountains. Except for the rock area under the old man's buttocks, any inch of land within the boundary was abused by it.

What's more, the most unbearable thing is that this little thing only picked fruit to eat at first, but late