MTL - One Hundred Ways to Become a God-Chapter 119 Hypothetical paladin
The blood elf’s eartips trembled slightly.
In the next second, he was surprised to see that the place that he had touched was slowly faintly pink.
- It seems to be better bullying.
However, before he could make the next move, the blood elf suddenly reached out and grasped his wrist, and slightly removed his hand from the tip of his ear.
This little mouse, dare to seduce him so brazenly!
If they can't be delayed here for too long -
The blood elf tightened his mouth deeper and the corner of his eye picked up a dangerous arc.
He Yan was pinched, and the head and the blood elf looked at the blood with a dark blood for a few seconds, blinking innocently.
"Time is coming," the blood elf whispered, with a hint of hoarseness in his voice: "Go."
After he finished speaking, he did not wait for him to answer. He took his wrist and walked out of this little house.
I don't know what the blood elves did in less than ten minutes. When he came out of the room, he felt the many gaze from all directions.
He looked around and found that countless elves were hiding in the trees and looking at them, but they were not close.
Roughly, only those who can clearly see the figure, there are at least seven or eighty.
Except for a very small number of special existences, the elves are completely a race that is active during the day. Although it has night vision ability, it rarely travels at night.
He Wei’s footsteps paused.
His object... How did he wake up so many elves?
Or are these elves alert too much?
But no matter what the reason is, the blood elf is very indifferent to the people from the same family, just continue to stretch his face and pull him forward, simply ignore those eyes.
He also had to add a light spirit to himself, followed the footsteps of the blood elves, pretending to ignore the sight of those who looked at them.
All the way to the eyes of the elves, they quickly stopped in front of a clearing.
When I got here, He Yan suddenly felt that the elements in the air became very pure, and the tip of the nose lingered with the faint scent of vegetation, and even the breathing made people feel comfortable.
He couldn't help but take a deep breath.
At the same time, he noticed that most of the original eyes were mostly curious, but He Yan could clearly feel that when they found out that they were coming here, many elves had a sense of vigilance in their eyes.
Contact the elves' reactions, presumably here is the entrance to the legendary Elf Holy Land...
But now it seems that here, in addition to the rich elements, it seems to be just a simple open space.
Therefore, according to common sense, there should be something like this in the vicinity of the array, which can be sent to the Holy Land.
Sure enough, the blood elf took out the shape of the blade that had been shown in front of the green-eyed elf from his pocket.
He whispered a string of words that sounded incomparable. In the next second, the "leaves" lit up a glimmer of light and wrapped the two together.
——When the green light in front of the eyes lit up, He Hao vaguely heard the exclamation of the elves not far away.
"The foreigner, actually went in..."
"Who is he?"
By the time his vision returned to clarity, the shattered voices were completely inaudible, and the scenery in front of them had completely changed.
It was still dark in the dark, but there was no dark shadow here. There was mild white light from where I came from, and it was scattered in every corner.
He looked at the towering trees not far away and lost the function of words for a time.
It is a very beautiful and elegant tree with thick branches and sacred traces of thousands of years of vicissitudes. Everything is awe-inspiring.
Numerous fresh and succulent leaves are crowded, like clouds falling like fog on the branches, each with a fresh vitality that seems to be moving from time to time.
Even a highly skilled painter can hardly draw a tenth of its charm.
Although it is extremely tall and strong, its posture is gentle, and the top of the slender branches hangs slightly, as if to protect the land under the feet.
When people see it at first sight, they can feel the vitality of life and a kind of softness that belongs to the motherhood.
Staring at the tree and watching it for a long while, He Yan was barely able to return to God from the full of life.
He turned to ask the blood elf next to him: "This is the elf mother tree?"
Legend has it that the fertility rate of the elves is so low that it is almost negligible. Most of the elves are born from the elves.
So if you want to be serious, the tree in front of them is actually the mother of the blood elf.
The blood elf gently "hmm", let go of his wrist, and turned to his fingers, pulling him slowly toward the elf tree.
The soft soil is stepping on the feet, and the mouth and nose breathe in a fresh and refreshing atmosphere. It flows into the lungs along the trachea, and people will unconsciously ease their mood.
Even the blood elves with a face stretched all the year round, with a hint of relaxation in the eyebrows.
Although it seems not far away, it is because the elf mother tree is too thick and the branches extend too far to create a visual illusion.
The two actually went away for a while before they actually came to the elf tree.
He looked at the dark brown trunk that couldn’t see his head at first, and suddenly there was an impulse in his heart, reaching out and touching it.
The trunk of the palm is as rough as the usual trees, but with a touch of warmth, it flows into his body through the contact, and there is a sense of comfort in the limbs.
Worried that his slamming action would rob the energy of the elf mother tree, He Hao quickly withdrew his hand.
However, it is already late -
There were some embarrassing movements between the branches above, like something was awakened by him.
He looked up and saw a tiny, slender hand plucking the dense leaves, and as a few leaves fell, a small creature fell from the leaves.
It is a petite little elf, about the height of He's arm, with pointed and long ears and the exquisite appearance of the elves. The long hair of the micro-rolls falls on the body like a seaweed.
But unlike other elves, this little elf still stands behind a pair of light green wings, fluttering at a high frequency.
In the first sight of this elf, the first thought that emerged in He's mind was: This is perhaps a young elf.
After all, there were only adult elves on Deland, and no one knew what the elves would look like when they were young, and he never listened to Ambrose's form of the young elf, so naturally he had such a conjecture.
Maybe they have wings in their infancy?
However, after the pair of green eyes on the elves, he immediately broke his own inference.
Although the shape is petite and cute, but the bottom of the bright eyelids is the ancient well-waveless, with a gentle and tolerant time.
This is by no means a look that a young elf should have, but more like it -
Just as there was a bold idea emerging in the brain, the sudden opening of the blood elf confirmed his conjecture.
The blood elf bowed slightly and performed a greeting with the elf's etiquette. The mouth whispered: "Queen."
The small elf nodded to the blood elf, and his face showed a light smile and quickly faded away.
He Wei stopped again.
In his previous imagination, the Elf Queen may be a majestic image, or a gentle and loving existence...
But in any case, he did not think that it would be such a small one.
During the time he was in a daze, the little Elf Queen had waved the light wings behind her and quickly circled him around him.
He Yan was awakened by the stun of a touch of green.
He fixed his mind and lowered his head slightly. Because he did not know the etiquette of the elves, he could only give a general greeting to the uncle who was unexpected. "Hello."
The Elf Queen also politely returned to him the same etiquette, "Hello."
Her voice is very light, but every word seems to have a strange power, straight into the heart of the people, like a spring stream over the dry riverbed, soft but not lose strength.
The Queen's gaze turned slightly around him and the blood elf. Finally, he glanced at their fingers and gently asked: "Are you Cecil?"
Seeing He Wei nodded slightly, her pale eyes covered with a light smile, then asked: "An partner?"
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