MTL - One Hundred Ways to Become a God-Chapter 122 Hypothetical paladin

He felt that he was going to be drowned.

He finally found a more suffocating operation than coming out in front of the target parents.

That is - flirting in front of the parents of the object.

Of course, in the gap between the embarrassing, he also had some doubts. According to the blood elves, the Elf Queen was busy treating the elves' mother tree. How come so suddenly to listen to their corners?

Although the two juniors in front of them all showed their embarrassed expressions, the Elf Queen was not the one who had been symbiotic with the elf mother tree for thousands of years, but bent his eyes and revealed a shallow smile.

Her wings rose, falling from the branches to He Wei, and the green eyes fixedly looked at him: "Cecile, can we talk alone?"

Before he even responded, the blood elf next to him could not help but open his mouth: "Queen -"

The Elf Queen, slightly sideways, stopped his words with a gentle but powerful vision. "Ah, don't you listen to your partner's opinion?"

The blood elf hesitated for a moment, and finally closed the mouth of the micro-opening, and looked down at the bright son next to him.

He Yan used his eyes to appease the obviously uneasy blood elves, and calmly confronted the Queen Elf’s sight, and revealed a smile: "Yes."

Although spiritual power is not very useful in this world full of powerful magic, it has an irreplaceable advantage, that is, through the skin, to perceive others' attitudes toward good and evil.

When faced with the Elf Queen, he clearly felt the faint goodwill that came out of her.

Although it does not reach the level of love, it is always a positive emotion.

Moreover, now that the blood elf is still on the side, the Elf Queen wants to be embarrassed, he can choose to avoid the blood elf, why use such a bad means?

Although the queen's appearance is unexpectedly petite and cute, she is the one who has led the entire elf family for thousands of years. The wisdom in her mind is far from very human, and it is impossible to make such a slap.

He raised his hand and patted the blood elf and pulled his upper arm and motioned to let him go: "Dear, wait a little longer?"

The parties have reached an agreement, and the opinions of others do not seem to matter.

The blood elf glanced at him deeply, and finally frowned slightly, stepping back a few steps, and the figure disappeared behind the huge trunk.

When the blood elf went far, He Yan politely spoke and asked the elf queen to ask: "Do you have anything?"

A dark brown branch emerged from the crowded leaves, as if consciously, behind the Elf Queen, intimately bent his tail into a semicircle.

"I should call you Cecil..." The Queen Elf sat on the hanging branch, and the long hair of the seaweed fell on the slender legs with her movements, spreading evenly.

She licked her head slightly, like a simple little girl, with a green wave of light on her eyes, and then waved and asked: "...or your original name?"

Hearing the meaning of this sentence, He Wei’s pupil couldn’t help but tighten. He fixed his mind and calmed down: “Just call me Cecil.”

In just a few minutes before, he envisioned many topics that the Elf Queen might mention, and of course thought of this possibility.

According to the blood elf, the source species is produced by the elf mother tree, and the elf queen is in a state of symbiosis with the elf mother tree, so it is not surprising that the elf queen will be aware of the things he sees in the source species. .

However, when this matter was really opened, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of defense.

The Elf Queen saw his defense and quickly explained: "Cesil, please don't worry, I didn't mean to threaten you."

"In fact," the little elf queen whispered to him: "I want to ask for help."

He Yan took a bit of thought and thought, nodded to the Elf Queen, and cautiously said: "Please say."

Perhaps in order to be more solemn, the Elf Queen got up from the small chair that was bent into a branch and flew in front of him with his translucent wings.

However, the branch did not take it back, but followed the Elf Queen and came to He Hao together.

The Elf Queen put her hand on the thin branches and gently stroked it. "I think Ann should have introduced you to the situation of the Elf Mother Tree."

He Hao nodded.

The Elf Queen closed her eyes slightly, and when it was opened again, it had brought a seriousness: "I want to tell you something, more important things..."

He Yan's eyes are moving.

......

When the conversation between the two ends, the blood elf who has returned will receive a somewhat dull partner.

The Elf Queen had disappeared long before he returned, and should have returned to the Elf Mother Tree.

Only the bright saint stood in the same place, half-folding his eyes, revealing a thoughtful expression.

The blood elf's heart sank, and he stepped forward and caught the eyes of the bright Son.

The bright Son held his palm with a soft finger and pulled it down. Then he slightly broke his palm and stared at him with a black sable.

It was filled with gentle light and there was no hint of unhappiness.

The blood elf was relieved.

Didn't ask him what he had exchanged with the Elf Queen before, he took the hand of the bright Son and said: "Let's go to the holy pool."

Soon, He Wei followed him to the elves of the Elves, which exist only in the rumors.

It is a pool of clear water that can see the texture of the stone at the bottom of the lake. It is not big. The bottom is flashing light green light from time to time. It reveals the crisp vitality, and people can't help but feel happy.

The blood elf took off his clothes for him and urged him to walk in with his eyes.

He walked on the stone and found a relatively flat place. He carefully sat down against the edge of the pool and let the water not pass his shoulder.

The blood elf sat sideways on the ground and touched his hair with his fingertips.

At first, as the body was immersed in the pool, He Wei could only feel the comfort and vitality of the limbs.

But within a few minutes, there was a burning sensation that could not be ignored in the left waist where the "Eros's gift" was buried.

Then, as time went on, the burning sensation became more and more intense, and eventually it became an unbearable pain. It seemed that there was a sharp knife that stabbed in his flesh and blood without mercy. He wanted to force the seed. Come out.

However, the seed has been rooted in his body for a long time, stubbornly refused to leave, so the two forces tore each other at his left waist, each other wants to set the other side to death, he hurt his eyes black...

In the panic, he only remembered that he seemed to hold a warm object that was actively coming out, and his fingertips could not scratch because of the pain.

Although the holy pool looks very gentle, the process of purification is very painful.

I don't know how long it took, the struggle in the body was declared to be dying with the failure of the seed.

When the sight in front of the eyes became clear again, what He first saw was an arm covered with scratches and still oozing blood.

And the owner of the arm, no accident is the blood elf with eyes full of worry.

His movement paused, carefully loosening the blood elf's unbearable arm, and gave him a small treatment to heal the wound.

"Sorry."

The blood elf shook his head, did not take back the hand that he had loosened, and carefully touched his lips.

He Yan sticked out his tongue and licked it. He tasted a **** smell, and realized that even his own lips were bitten by himself.

Only the ultimate pain just passed, his pain nerves were paralyzed, and he did not feel the pain on his lips.

As the blood elf stroked his lips, a few drops of blood remaining on his arm fell into the pool.

That moment, like a drop of boiling water falling into the hot oil pan, stirred up a small commotion, the dark red blood quickly faded under the tear of the unusually excited pool water, but it was completely pooled in a few seconds. Devoured.

The blood elf's movements suddenly froze.

He looked at the place where the blood disappeared, and there was a darkness that could not be opened.

The Elves of the Holy Ghost have the ability to purify and filthy because of the cleanness and purity of their power.

And now his blood falls into the lake, but it is also purified...

- What it means, it goes without saying.

"Ambros," looked at the **** elf's darker look, He Wei holding the arm he wanted to take back, the dark eyes staring at him seriously, whispered: "Do you want to know... the origin of the blood elf? ?"