"No strength! No strength! Can't fly!"
Although the iron bell was small, it was a behemoth to a parrot.
Before Wuhu could place the small iron bell in Su Xiaoxiao's hand, it fell onto the grass.
"Wuhu!"
The young Princess's heart ached. She hurriedly ran a few steps forward and grabbed it.
She looked at the iron bell on the ground and said to the Wuhu, "Why are you holding this iron bell? You can't touch the iron bell! If you're discovered, you'll die miserably!"
Su Xiaoxiao also noticed the iron bell that Wuhu wanted to give her.
It was very similar to Wei Liulang's iron bell, but it was not so rusty and had a hoarse sound.
Wei Ting actually had one too. After his brothers died in battle, he was afraid that he would miss them, so he put away the iron bell.
Su Xiaoxiao picked up the iron bell and asked, "Young Princess, do you know this iron bell?"
The young Princess of the Western Jin said, "I know it. It's…"
