Chapter 1217: Eater

"Dust 乖!" Yi Yi's loving 揉 揉 揉 揉 的 的 , , , , , , , 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉 揉Is it?
Yi Wei taught the dust very patiently.
"Master!" The dust slightly cracked open the corners of the mouth, sweetly calling the curtain cloud purple, and then very excited to look at Yi Yu asked: "Mother! The owner is her name?"
Yi Wei did not worry because of the silly problem of the dust, but still patiently explained to him the meaning of the word "master".
The curtain cloud purple did not speak, but smiled and stared at Yi Yi's mouth, and the delicate look of the dust: it seems that things are better than expected, Yi Yi can teach good dust.
She first handed the Dark Elves to Ignatius. After all, in addition to the Yi and the Dark Elves, there are no other elves in the world, and the same kind of relationship is always better than others.
Especially like Yi Wei and him, the only two elves in the world, it would be better to get along.
Even if there are so many "good", she is always worried in her heart. After all, Yi Yi is a bright elf, and the dust is a dark elf.
But looking at the current situation, she has nothing to worry about.
"Oh! I know, the name is the name, just like the mother called Yi, and my name is the dust, the master is the master, and we have to listen to the master's words, right?"
A little bit of the dust, I have already understood everything, "oh", and then casually said the words behind.
"The dust is really clever." Yi Yu's mouth smirked with a smile and praised the dust. She only said it again this time, and the dust has been fully understood.
"Hey!" The silly smile, but very happy, very satisfied, turned to look at the curtain cloud purple asked: "Master! We all have names, then what is your name?"
Now the dust has not been afraid of the curtain cloud purple, he has completely like the Yi Yu, the curtain cloud purple as his master, the most important thing is that Mu Yun Zi has the things he wants to eat, and it is delicious. .
Wu Yun Zi was very happy, because she could not see a trace of her panic and timidity in the eyes of the dust, she only saw his simplicity and innocence.
"My name is the screen, the name is Yunzi, and the curtain cloud purple is my name." Mu Yunzi is very generous to say his name. She originally wanted to say "If you don't want to call my master! You can also call my sister." "But I thought about it, thinking that if the dust calls her sister, and he calls Yi's mother, isn't her generation divided by a grade?"
For fear of eating a little loss of the curtain cloud purple, so shamelessly became the master of the dust.
"Cloud purple! Curtain cloud purple! This name is good to listen to!" The words of the dust can make the curtain cloud purple happy, but just did not wait for the curtain cloud purple happy, the next sentence, almost let her suffocate . "But the name of the host is not as good as the mother."
Oh...
Yizhen really laughed this time. She saw that the curtain was purple and blacker than the black pot. She couldn’t help but laugh more than the stinky face.
You know, she has never seen the curtains of the clouds and again, and then eat it again and again, but I have seen it several times today.
"Bad boy?!" Mu Yunyun pretended not to be angry and glanced at the dust, said in a sour voice: "What? What is your mother's name, but I took it, hehe!"