C127 Purple Weed Bird

"Plop! Plop!" The sound of two pieces of metal hitting flesh could clearly be heard by Wang Mang, and the two purple birds on the branches fell down with a loud sound.

"Mr. Mang, I will go and pick them up." Wang Hu saw that the arrow had successfully hit the prey. He excitedly ran to the bushes and picked up the two birds that had been killed