Marrying the Soft-hearted Villain

The little girl's voice was not particularly soft, and it seemed to have been amplified many times along the roaring cold wind, spreading clearly throughout the small valley with unforgettable hatred, even a little bit of hatred.

Some of the snowflakes on the **** shook quietly with it, accompanied by a sparse sound of "rustle", like a quiet sarcasm.

The air was silent for a few seconds, and then the sound of intermittent and weeping and comforting sounded.

Ruan Qiuqiu supported the tree trunk, and at a distance, he saw Mr. Gray Wolf somewhat overwhelmed and slightly opened his eyes, subconsciously exposing two small fangs, low, roaring refusal "Aooo."

But the little pig monsters were obviously dissatisfied with his helpless and warning shouts.

The pig monster headed by the Shuizhu tribe stared at Mr. Little Wolf, "It's you, pig beads will cry, and father Zhuzhu will get sick. You thief, you have already eaten so many things. , Is it not enough to rely on our tribe in recent days? "

The disgust of cubs and teenagers is often rapid and violent, and the naked words without any cover are always very thorough.

Following the opening of the headed adult demon, a group of demon began their criticism and "sanctions" against Mr. Gray Wolf.

"You dare to say that it's not you. The father of Zhuzhu just fell in contact with you for two days and fell ill. The witch said he was in contact with something unclean, isn't it you?"

"Smelly dumb, dare to steal things, get out of our water pig tribe!"

Along with the increasingly fierce verbal abuse, the little pig demon who did not dare to approach Mr. Gray Wolf took out the stones and the rancid, do not know what they had prepared, and greeted Yuan Yuan.

They did not show mercy, and the speed of the demon clan was very fast. When Ruan Qiuqiu finally ran on his short legs to the distance between Mr. Little Wolf and a giant wood, the first round of stones and stinky like rotten food The same thing has been smashed by them.

Mr. Little Wolf didn't know why he didn't hide. The wolf skin on his body instantly changed from being a little messy but trying to keep it neat and changed to a dirty look.

His pale face was also scratched by sharp stones, and some blood stains appeared.

Ruan Qiuqiu was behind him, watching him hold the stick with a wooden stick very hard, and as if struggling repeatedly, he squeezed and loosened, and his back stood upright like a stubborn pine.

She felt stabbed in her heart, sour.

Looking at the monsters, they took out some stones and planned for the second round. Ruan Qiuqiu could n’t care whether she could be seen or spoken by the demon in the memory world of Yuan Jue. Ruan Qiuqiu was straight Stomped, hurriedly shouted, "Stop!"

But it is estimated that her voice was not heard by the monsters of the Water Pig Tribe. When Ruan Qiuqiu ran behind Yuan Jue, he had already taken the second round.

Mr. Little Wolf heard a familiar but unfamiliar voice behind him, and his beautiful eyes flashed with amazement—

Although he is only less than the second-order strength, but the perception is particularly keen, few demon can suddenly appear behind him.

"Ah, why didn't you hide, didn't it hurt?" He turned his head, and before he could see clearly what the person was coming from, there was an urgent voice in his ear, with worries he had never heard before.

"Don't listen to those pig demon, they don't believe you, I believe you."

Her soft hands did not avoid him being covered in dirt, and pulled him on.