When Yu Wushuang found Mo Li, she was making willow flutes under a willow tree with the two little foxes she had seen before.
The little red-haired fox couldn't help but be curious, and gently stroked her long inky hair and asked, "Sister Mo Li, does that big brother hide his ears like you?!"
Li Li sent a prepared willow flute to her, "Not everyone has ears like you. Mingyue is not from the fox tribe, so naturally he doesn't have ears like you!"
"If it's not a fox clan, then what is he?!" The blond boy also joined in the conversation.
"He is a human!" Mo Li said.
"Human?!" Both little foxes looked shocked, "What is a human?!"
"Just like your fox tribe, they are also a kind of existence in this world. In addition to the human race, there are also ghost tribes, demon tribes...or there are other races that I don't know about!"
"It sounds so scary!" The little female fox showed fear.
"What's so scary? Since brother Wushuang can be friends with his brothers and sisters, so can we!" the little male fox said in a rough voice.
"Yes, since we are born under the same sky, then we are equal. Of course you can be friends with anyone!" Li Qiye stabbed the wicker with the soul in his hand, "However, you must remember that the so-called human heart is sinister.
, not everyone can be friends!”
Yu Wushuang settled down under the tree, "I want to talk to you!"
Giving the shaved willow flute to the little male fox, Li Li smiled and patted his shoulder, "Okay, let's go play!"
Two little foxes ran away playing their flutes.
"Before, I founded this village just to protect them from harm by others!" Yu Wushuang looked at the two children's retreating figures, "In the eyes of other people, we are just monsters!"
"It doesn't matter what others think. What matters is how you think of yourself. I don't think this place will be a paradise. The best way to protect them is to let them have the power to protect themselves!" Mo Li stood up, "
What do you want to talk to me about?!"
"Or, you are right!" Yu Wushuang withdrew his gaze, "Did you know that Mingyue is going to use the marrow cleaning soup?!"
"Yes!" Li Li nodded.
Yu Wushuang's tone became urgent, "I think he must not have told you that doing that would be very dangerous. If it fails, he..."
"I know!" Li Li interrupted him.
"You know!" Yu Wushuang showed doubts, "Do you agree?"
"agree!"
"Why?!" Yu Wushuang became more and more puzzled.
"First, I don't want him to regret it, nor do I want myself to regret it!" Mo Li pulled out the hard core from the last willow flute in his hand, "Second, whether he succeeds or not, he is my man, and there is nothing
different!"
What she likes is him. What does it matter how many orifices he has opened and what level of cultivation he has?!
Once upon a time, what she wanted most was the strongest man in the world.
Later, when she met him, she realized that love had nothing to do with anything else.
Yu Wushuang savored her words and pondered for a long time. It turned out that loving someone can be so pure.
"This is what is called love?!"
"There are thousands of kinds of people in the world, and there are thousands of ways of love. When you fall in love, you will know it!" Mo Li put the willow flute between his lips and pressed gently.
A melodious and bright tune immediately came out of the flute and went straight into the night.