C29 The Awareness of Killing and Being Killed

After vomiting for a while, Qing Luo finally got used to his taste. He smiled and said, "Grandma, hello. I am a flower elf."

"Flower elf? Is there such a thing?"

"Isn't that what I am?"

"So you are a thing. Alright, come over and accompany me." The Queen Bee threw an eyebrow at him. "Little kid, you should know that since you stole my things, don't you want to express your feelings?"

"Eh