MTL - Heroic Death System-Chapter 248 ⊕02. Backtracking key 9

The change of the natural **** wood finally alerted the great elder. When he came over with a group of mixed-race elves, he was shocked to see the vines that suddenly grew on the ground. After the resurrection of the natural gods, the consciousness belonging to the Shenmu elves disappeared, and the mixed elves prayed daily and never received any revelation. Unexpectedly, after two years, Shenmu Elf seems to have produced new spiritual knowledge.

The mixed elves headed by the elders were so excited that they crouched on the ground and prayed piously to ask for the blessing of the mother tree. However, he still did not pay attention to it. In fact, he could not communicate with them in his current state.

The mixed-race elf prayed for a long time and never got a response. He could only leave with regret.

"Great elders, those elves..." Marty looked at the elf who was climbing the tree and asked hesitantly.

"Since the mother tree allows it, let them go. At night, let the guards take them back to sleep."

After the elders and the group went away, the elves finally let go of their hands and feet and kept calling for the name of Shang Ke. Still sitting among them, smiling at them, responding one by one, even if they simply can't hear.

At this time, I can still feel an elf leaning over and sitting quietly beside him. I could turn my head and look at it. Seeing Micah column staring at him intently, the green eyes sparkled with jewels.

"Can you see me?"

Micah did not shake his head and nodded, but he approached his body again, his hands clasped his knees, his head gazing at him quietly.

Still slightly smiled, erected an index finger on the lips and made a "squeaky" gesture. Micah is dumb, and the acceptable action is completely superfluous, but he did it naturally.

Miguel's hands covered his mouth, revealing only a pair of curved eyebrows.

Although you can't talk to the elf, you can communicate through magic. For example, in the air, a few small butterflies are morphed, or they are given a rope ladder by vines.

It wasn't until the magic that appeared out of thin air that the elves actually determined the return of the good, and then began to ask questions in a variety of ways.

I still can't answer for the time being, just remember their problems in my heart. When their emotions are slightly relaxed, they can use magic to illusion in the air.

The elves were very clever and immediately understood what they meant. They replied: "Ivy is going to fight, and it will take seven or eight days to come back."

The bubble licked his fingers and loudly reported: "It has been six days!"

If I get the news of Ivey, I will not ask more questions. Anyway, I will see it in a few days.

At this moment, Marty came over with a few guards and shouted to the elves: "Children, it's time to go back to sleep."

The elves stopped playing and hanged, and there was no meaning to go down the tree.

Marty added: "You have already delayed today's classwork. Do you still want to be lazy tomorrow?"

The elves heard the words, tangled their expressions, struggled for a moment, and finally reluctantly climbed down the tree.

During this time, Marty has been military training on the elves, whether it is to eat or sleep, or to study, there are strict time rules. Once the rules are violated, the elves will be punished accordingly.

Still frowned, he didn't mind the teacher being harsh, but he didn't like the elf's face with a weak expression. What they need to learn is self-respect and self-love, strong independence, discerning right and wrong, not following the rules, humility and blind obedience.

It can still float down from the tree, slowly flew to the woods not far away, leaving a shining star, and as he moves, it turns into a galaxy, extending from the elf's feet to the front.

At the end of the Milky Way, several large branches of leaves stretched, vines entangled, in the magic of the light, intertwined into a lovely tree house, the vines continue to look, between the tree houses, and winding a winding bridge .

When the light disappeared, what appeared in front of everyone was a small and exquisite tree house group. On the green vine, a small yellow flower suddenly blooms, followed by a second third flower, hundreds of small flowers, in the stillness of the night, to show their grace.

The elves cheered and leaped to their tree house.

Marty opened his mouth and eventually did not stop it. He just turned his head and looked at the natural **** wood: Is this your intention? The mother tree, the elf will have to become a warrior to guard you in the future. You are so pampered, it may not be a good thing.

Although Marty didn't agree with her heart, she didn't object to it. She turned to the natural **** wood and bowed, and left with the guard.

Lying in a tree house full of natural atmosphere, the elves were very excited. They thought they would make trouble in the middle of the night. I didn't expect them to be quiet soon, and then went to sleep. They can still take blankets from their original residence and cover them one by one.

Good night, little darlings.

It is still a spiritual body and does not need to sleep. He floats in the night sky, empties thinking, feels the natural atmosphere, and condenses the entity.

I don't know how long it took, and there was a slight movement from below. Looking down, I saw a small figure crawling down the tree and stumbled into the woods.

It’s still close to know that she is going to the bathroom, laughing, quietly casting magic to her, and then turning her back.

The world's toilets are shaped like snail shells, half on the ground and half underground, with relatively complete drainage and ventilation patterns. Toilets are generally built near houses, and in some densely populated areas, “public toilets” are also established based on population distribution.

After a while, the elf came out of the toilet and could still listen to her footsteps, waiting for her to return to the tree house. Who knows that the footsteps are getting farther and farther, and they go in the other direction.

I was able to chase after me and quickly found the elf who was walking around in a bush.

"Carniou, where are you going?" Can still fall by her side.

Carneo couldn't hear his voice, looked around in confusion, and couldn't seem to find a way home.

Carneo suffers from intermittent amnesia, often forgetting the people and things around him, and even his own name does not remember. Because she was worried that she was lost, she could not only hang a jewel with her name on her neck, but also arranged tasks for other elves and took turns to be her guardian.

After he left, I don't know if the elf still remembers this task.

Thinking about it, Carneo is getting farther and farther away from the tree house. A person walks alone in the dark woods. He doesn't know who he is. He doesn't know where to go. Like a lost lamb, he goes aimlessly to the unknown world.

No longer delay, I plan to take her home with magic.

Still not moving, suddenly heard that Carneo screamed low. Although the sound is small, I can still hear it very clearly. Her name is: Cocoa.

"Cocoa..." Carneo looked around, his eyes full of confusion, but the name was called out of his mouth.

"Cocoa...cocoa..." The call of a vibrato, from low to high, is like a chick looking for a mother.

I can only feel that my heart is sour, I have forgotten everything, but I have only remembered him.

Still can reach out and gently hug her little body.

Carneo seems to feel something and slowly stops.

"cocoa?"

"It's me, I am by your side."

Carneo tried to open his eyes and wanted to find the figure that was clearly there but could not be touched.

"Carniou!" In the darkness, a rushing voice suddenly came from afar, and then I saw the elf running to Carneou without a voice. "I'm sorry, Carneo, I almost lost you." ”

The voiceless voice is very loud, because he can't hear it, and naturally he can't control the volume well.

Carneo looked at him with a bias: "Who are you?"

"Let's go, I will take you back." No voice took her hand.

"Are you cocoa?" Carneo frowned. "It doesn't seem to be..."

"Caniou, can you tell us about cocoa today?" Suddenly, he was speechless and frustrated. "Forget it, you still tell him, it is indeed that I have lost my job."

"Where is cocoa, can you see him at home?"

......

Still behind them, quietly listening to their chickens talking with the ducks, escorting them back to the tree house.

They did not forget that even if he left, they still adhered to the agreement and tried to take care of each other.

The next day, the elves woke up in a fruity fragrance. In the blink of an eye, they saw the tree house filled with fresh fruit. The fruit was still covered with crystal water droplets, which exudes the breath of life. .

The bubble can't be held first, and when you reach out, you are ready to catch it.

Hill knocked his hand off: "Crush your teeth!"

The bubble is not full: "Hill, I am a big brother, you can't be so fierce to me."

"Whoever doesn't talk about hygiene, I am fierce to whom!" Hill squinted.

The bubble touched the nose, slammed out of the tree house, and ran to wash his face.

Hill asked a few elves to take out the fruit and eat it, lest the tree house be soiled.

It is still possible to silently watch their division of labor and cooperation, and to manage the trivial things in order, just like adults, they can feel both gratified and distressed. I am gratified by their sensibility and heartache for their sensibility.

Just as the elves enjoyed the fruit happily in the morning light, Marty came from afar and looked at the fruit on the ground and asked, "Who is the fruit for you?"

Not waiting for the elf to reply, she said: "Don't eat fruit in the morning, I prepared meat porridge and pasta for you, and went to the house with me. As a noble elf, sitting on the ground like what to eat? I will talk to you early. Say, don't forget etiquette at any time, unless you are on the march."

The elves hang their heads, and the original good mood is gone.

"Well, throw away the fruits in your hands and come over with me." Marty finished, and did not go back, the chilly back was unacceptable.

The elves looked at the fruit that had not been eaten, and they really couldn’t bear to throw it away. They looked at each other and then confessed to the fruit in a tacit way. They ate three times and five.

"perfect!"

Twelve with the thumb at the same time, swaying against the vast blue sky.

The still in the air was still angry because of Marty's impenetrable feelings. As a result, he saw this scene and couldn't help but laugh.

His elf is really the cutest baby in the world.