Chapter 3： : Lotus leaves (1/2)

”Well, you didn't cry, I got it wrong.” Xiaoyue was helpless, didn't cry without crying.

”In fact, you have to feed your cubs, you don't need to use Warcraft milk. There is a milk fruit tree in this forest. The milk on the tree is the favorite of Warcraft cubs. The juice in the milk is very delicious. And the juice has a hint of magic, which is very suitable for young cubs. If you are in a hurry, I can help you pick a very milky fruit.”

”Really, thank you Xiaoyue, Xiaoyue is very good.” Fengwu smiled very happy, can help the baby find something to eat without hungry, for the phoenix dance, it is very happy.

”Then wait here for me, I will help you pick it up. The milk is in the center of the woods. Only our Warcraft can pass. It is the favorite place for Warcraft cubs. When humans walk in, they will be all. World of Warcraft hunts.” For this human being that makes it feel good, Xiaoyue thinks that he is also full of spells.

”Then I am waiting for you here.” Feng Dance is very clever little head. When I was in Yuehua Mountain, the small animals also had their own gathering place. Even if the place was a phoenix dance, it would only be possible if it was invited. If you step on foot, you will be attacked as an enemy.

Therefore, for the place that Xiaoyue said, Fengwu had no idea of ​​going with the past.

Half an hour later, Xiaoyue, a Xiaoyue dog ran back, and after it ran to the front of the phoenix dance, the small catcher waved, and the phoenix dance appeared in front of a large number of milk fruit, this milk fruit is not Large, only apple size, milky white, the fruit exudes a touch of magic.

Feng Dance saw so many milk fruit, his eyes were bright, ”It's so good, Xiaoyue.”

Xiaoyue’s stinking fart looked up at his head. “Take a little cub for you.”

From the pile of fruits, Feng Dance took one of the top ones. ”How do you eat this?”

”You use your nails to dig the skin and let him **** the juice inside.”

The phoenix dances, and then puts the fruit on the mouth of the small buns. Sure enough, the little buns lick a small mouth and **** it with relish.

Don't look at the milk fruit, there is only one apple size, and there is a lot of juice inside. Although the phoenix dancer's small steamed buns are bigger than other small buns, he still can't **** the juice of a milk fruit.

After the baby was full, the remaining phoenix dance was not wasted, and the juice was absorbed in a few mouthfuls.

After the milk was full, Feng Dance began to worry about a problem. How can she take away so many milkfruits?

Fortunately, this problem, and did not sleep for too long, Xiaoyue helped her solve.

”This is for you, take it and put it on.” A black metal ring parabola flies to the phoenix dance, and the phoenix dance hand is stretched out.

”This is the storage ring that you humans use. We don't need this thing for Warcraft. You can use it with your blood.” Xiaoyue said generously.

When they were born, they had a life space to install what they needed. Like these storage magic items, only these humans would like it.

This ring was still a hundred years ago, and was left behind by a seriously wounded human being. He was shackled by Xiaoyue’s father. Later, after the birth of Xiaoyue, the ring became a toy of Xiaoyue.

Now Xiaoyue thinks that he has grown up and no longer needs to play with this kind of toy, so he gave it to the Phoenix Dance very generously. Anyway, it is just a toy in his hand, it is of no use at all.

The phoenix dance has a new storage ring. It feels very novel. After the blood is recognized, not only the milk fruit is loaded in, but the stone and flowers next to it have become the experimental objects of the phoenix dance.