Chapter 317

Arbor has lived in this small yard for nearly five years. Winter to spring, spring from the summer solstice, plain clothes do not change the past.

The small yard is more and more prosperous year by year. The corner is covered with green vines, and a circle of small fenced flower beds are planted with many flowers suitable for snow planting.

In the small courtyard, there is a green harmony.

Over the years, Joe's small body has grown and grown, and he has to change a batch of clothes every three to five.

I told Shifu that I can't use so many clothes. Anyway, she practices day and night in tongxuan treasure land. How many clothes need to be replaced.

But I still can't resist Shifu's deep thought of dressing up for my disciples, so many clothes of eight or nine years old, some of which are left in the box without wearing them.

Because most of the time, it took her three or five or seven or eight months after she was closed. Her clothes had shrunk a lot before she came out of the treasure land. A batch of clothes that Shifu had replaced earlier could not be put on again.

The night in the courtyard is thick. The arbor sits alone in the wing room with a roll of clean linen in his small hand, helping to bind the green headed eagle lying on the table.

The ground first-class powder fell on the wound of the green headed eagle. The guy collapsed on the table and shook a few times.

"Don't move." The tree stretched out his hand and patted it on the head, wrapping the fine linen cloth around the wounds on its wings.

"Even if your master didn't dodge, I couldn't shoot that arrow at that time." The tree whispered, "I just want to scare that guy. Unexpectedly, he kicked you out."

The little hand stroked the head of the green headed eagle, and the tree got up and cleaned its hands in the basin.

But in this world, too many people are so selfish, so At that time, arbor was not so surprised.

"Dong Dong!" The clapping of the door rang out in a hurry.

The tree quickly picked up the green headed eagle, stuffed it under the bed, reached out and tapped twice on its head, "lie still."

After hiding the green headed eagle, the tree stood up and waved. Some fine powder at the fingertips cleared away a trace of blood in the room, leaving only a little faint fragrance.

As soon as Miss Qiao opened the door, she saw the fat cook with a kitchen knife and her second elder martial sister Xue Xiao standing outside her door.

"Miss Qiao, when you just went to the kitchen to get stew, did you see the green fur eagle in the corner where I lay?" Fat sister is a loud voice.

"No." "Small facial paralysis has no expression way.

Over the years, we have been completely used to the little guy's face, and nodded at his words.

The cook turned around angrily with the kitchen knife. "Miss Xue, it seems that she let it escape! I didn't expect that green feather Eagle could run if it hurt its wings. I wanted to mince it and steam it, so I can add vegetables for the girls! "

The tree silently drew the corner of its mouth and lowered its head.

"Not really." Xue Xiao also said angrily, "this little beast, dare to come to our clan and make a great show of his power, he should put it in the pot! It's cheaper this time. If I catch it tomorrow, I will give it to fat sister for stewing. "

"Ah!" Fat elder sister Yang's kitchen knife leaves with Xue Xiao. Before she leaves, she leaves a sentence and asks arbor to come to eat.

"Every time I come to miss Qiao's garden, I think it's fragrant and smells good..."

The tree closed the door and looked back at the green headed eagle coming out from under the bed. His eyes were cold and unheated. "When your wings are ready, let's go."