Chapter 1138 Beast World (37)
"But now I see, you are doing well, and you look a little fatter!"
Bruce said, with a bit of sourness in his anger.
"Could it be that their wolves' food is really that good?"
It is really good, every meal is full of fish and meat.
The other wolves don't know, but Mussel's food is quite sufficient.
The little elf is delicate and can't eat raw meat, and only eats a little bit every meal.
Therefore, Mussel would use a sharp stone to cut off a small piece of meat every day, roast it on the fire, and then tear it apart bit by bit.
Make it into fine and precious shredded meat, and add fruit to feed her.
After such a long day of rest, the big silver wolf is not fat, but an elf, who has been raised to become more delicate.
It's like a small flower bud that has been put in a greenhouse, soft and weak, white and soft, and it grows a little faster.
"." The little girl touched her cheek subconsciously.
It felt the same as before, but she didn't realize that she had gained weight.
After a moment of silence, she held the flowers she had just picked with one hand, and smiled brightly.
"No, Bruce, it's not the wolf's food that's good, but Mussel, and Mussel gave me his meat."
"Originally, it was unwilling to give it to me, but if I starved to death, it would bring bad luck to the wolf clan, so it reluctantly gave it to me."
She said seriously.
Hearing this, Bruce snorted, and his tone became better when he thought of the viciousness of wolves.
"Why don't you come to me, my house is big, and there is a banana tree next to it, there are sweet bananas to eat in summer, and honey, don't you like honey very much?"
It huffed and said: "You move to my house and live with me. From now on, you can eat whatever fruit you want, and I will find it for you. How about it?"
The gracious invitation of the wild boar is really hard to refuse.
It's a pity that the elf shook his head, insisting on staying in the wolf den and by Mussel's side.
She said, "No, Bruce, thank you for your kindness, but I still want to live in the Wolf Clan."
As she spoke, her clear eyeballs rolled.
The one with slender arms and legs quietly leaned over and whispered in its ear:
"Bruce, this is what I think. I'll eat all their food, so that they can be hungry, and I can also **** them off. When they don't have anything to eat, they will be starved to death, and then there will be people in the forest. How about no more wolves? Do you think that's a good idea?"
"." Bruce looked at her dully.
The little girl blinked at it mischievously, then grabbed the beautiful flowers in her hand and ran back happily.
Through the forest, back to the hillside, and blatantly walk among the wolves.
She greeted the wolves enthusiastically, but the wolves were lazy and basically did not speak.
Bruce followed her secretly and found her walking through the pack of wolves and into the highest cave on the hillside.
That should be the place where the leader of the wolf tribe, Muser, lived. She just ran in. Wouldn't Muser be angry?
Bruce muttered in his heart, and looked at it for a while.
It's just that the little girl ran in, but never came out again, and seemed to be resting inside.
Bruce secretly stood behind the tree trunk, and wanted to peek a little longer.
(end of this chapter)