MTL - One Hundred Ways to Become a God-Chapter 120 Hypothetical paladin

In the face of the Elf Queen, he was in the same place.

Although I have been in love with my lover for several generations, this kind of situation with parents has been encountered for the first time.

Until the blood elf implied tightly with his fingers, he reacted and hurriedly responded, "Well."

The elf queen blinked and waved her wings, and her body rose slightly: "Welcome to here, please forgive me, I can't receive you, let Ann take you around."

After that, she looked at He Yan with a quiet, green-eyed eyelid, and then re-opened the layers of leaves, and the figure was hidden in the foliage.

A few leaves fell to the top of his head and fell to the ground. At the moment of contact with the ground, the light shimmered and merged into the earth.

He Yan looked up at the place where the Elf Queen disappeared, and there was something wrong with her heart.

Although the Elf Queen is elegant, she does not know why, her every move, always gives a feeling of haste.

As if it was being held up by something important, after havingtily greeted him, he had to go back soon.

It seems that he saw his inner incomprehensibility. The blood elf took the initiative to speak and whispered to him: "The elf mother tree has not recovered since the prophecy was given twenty years ago. The queen and the elf mother tree are homologous. Health, in order to treat it, has not left here for a long time."

The prophecy certainly comes at a price.

The elf mother tree is the foundation of the elf family. The anger in the whole elf family is emitted from the elf mother tree. If the elf mother tree loses too much, the elf and the external barrier will be weakened gradually. The season will also be assimilated to the outside world.

At the end of the day, the territory of the elves will be completely exposed to the outside world.

He Yan’s heart moved, thinking of the abnormal shape of the Elf Queen, whispered: “Her body... is it for this reason too?”

The blood elf gently "hmm".

He suddenly felt a uneasiness in his heart. He paused and hesitated: "If I use the holy pool, will it bring you trouble?"

Undoubtedly, the power of the Elves of the Elves is also derived from the Elf Mother Tree, and now the situation of the Elf Mother Tree is obviously not very good.

He originally intended to use the "prophecy" and the elves to exchange the opportunity to enter the Elves of the Elves, but now because of the blood elves, he did not need to pay a price to get this rare opportunity, always let him have a kind of object by identity The cheap feeling of home.

A pair of sleek black scorpions stared at him nervously, including a guilty conscience and awkwardness.

The blood elf looked at him with a **** scorpion, and the corner of his mouth suddenly curved a circle: "It is not as serious as you think. This situation will appear after every prophecy."

The Elf Queen and the Elf Mother Tree are born in the same root and can nourish and supplement each other. As long as they are seriously damaged in two different times, there will be no major events.

He Wei only slightly lowered his heart.

I intend to tell the blood elves what I know about the future after leaving the elves, and his mood has become easier again.

The blood elf continued to pull him and walked forward around the thick tree of the elf mother tree.

He Yan’s line of sight moved up the elf mother tree, and inadvertently saw a slender red-skinned thing, showing a trace between the leaves.

Is that a...fruit?

As a good boy who asked questions, He Lu asked the hand that was tightly held by the person and asked the blood elf next to him: "What is that?"

Is it the legendary thing that gave birth to the elf?

The blood elf looked down at his sight and replied softly: "Source."

He Wei then asked: "What kind of source... What is it?"

Perhaps it is to let the partner know more about his own ethnic group. Today's blood elf is extremely patient and has explained the concept of "source species" to him in detail.

The source species is actually the fruit of the elf mother tree, which is bred with unformed elves.

Each source species will be bred for hundreds of years, and after the embryo has accumulated enough power, the elf of the young age will be separated from it.

After the elf is born, the source species will not fall off, but will remain in the elf tree.

Until the elf born from it died, the source species will wither and fall off, into the soil, and become the nutrients of the elf mother tree.

Hearing the adult elf is also an active species, He Yan came to the interest: "Dear, where is your ‘source species'?”

The blood elf's expression was suspiciously stunned.

Then followed the footsteps of the blood elf, he finally saw a small black ball that did not fall through the autumn.

Very dark and very small, ugly, dotted in a thriving green leaf is quite a bit discordant.

This little black ball is in a very inconspicuous corner. It is not high. It is a position that can be reached by reaching out, but it is buried in the leaves, but after a few times, the blood elves are slowly dialing. Open the leaves and expose it to the front.

He reached out and touched the little black ball.

The surface is slippery, cool, and soft.

He tried to pinch it on, and then he was surprised to find that the little black ball was actually flattened by him!

He Wei: "..."

After being scared to the body for a moment, He Yucai reacted rashly. There is nothing in the source of the blood elf, so it is pinched. Is it a normal thing?

--of course not.

He squinted at the end of his eye with a somewhat eccentric blood elf, calmly releasing his hand from the small black ball.

However, when he let go of his hand, suddenly a black mist emerged from the little black ball, and he stuck to the hand he wanted to loosen.

Seeing the familiar black fog, He couldn’t help but tighten the pupil.

Before losing consciousness, I only saw the black fog rushing toward my face, and the blood elf came with a flustered scream.

"... Cecil!"

Then there is a piece of pure darkness.

The darkness refuted the concept of time, and He couldn't tell how long he had been groping in the darkness, and finally there was a glaring light.

His feet are on the hard white porcelain floor, and the tip of his nose smells the faint pungent smell of disinfectant water, which is unique to the hospital.

The pale white light shines on the ground, and it is even more lonely to reflect this icy building.

He is... and crossed again?

--wrong!

He Yan frowned tightly.

Every time he starts a new life, he will return to the vast starry sky of the spiritual sea, but this time he came to a new place without warning, and even his mind did not have the same information as before.

At this time it should be late at night, there are very few people in the hospital. He Wei stood there for a while, and only a few doctors and nurses hurriedly bypassed him.

It’s just that when those people’s eyes swept over him, they didn’t even pause for a pause, and they indifferently crossed out. They didn’t seem to realize that there was a person here.

He tried to stop on the road when a doctor walked over. As a result, the doctor just turned a corner naturally, avoiding his position and continuing his route.

He stared at the doctor's slightly tired eyes and observed it carefully, and did not see his reflection in it.

This made him realize that he was not caught in the air, but was brought to an illusory scene by the black fog that escaped from the blood elves.

Thinking of the familiar black fog, suddenly there was a ridiculous thought in his heart.

Seemingly to confirm this ridiculous thought, he suddenly felt that there was a familiar mentality that attracted him to move forward.

He stood in the same place for a while, still chose to follow the sensor, step by step.

Although he could not find his own trace in the eyes of outsiders, he could hear his footsteps and buckled on the hard floor, giving a regular crisp sound.

After walking through the corners of the first few corridors, he finally saw a strange and familiar person.

The indicator light in front of the operating room was faintly silent, indicating that there is no surgery related to life and death.

The tall man in a black suit sits on a bench, his back is straight, like an unconscious sculpture, and he doesn't know how long it has stood there, his cold eyes falling on a void point in the air.

He Wei walked up to him, but the man’s eyes remained the same.

Even in those eyes, like everyone else, he could not find his reflection.

Suddenly there was a dull pain in the bottom of my heart, like a small hammer, squatting under his heart, and every time he squatted, the heart would sink heavily.

He couldn't help but reach out and lean toward the man.

Originally, he thought he would touch an empty space, but unexpectedly, his palm actually covered the man's side face and felt a cold temperature that was not human.

But the man obviously couldn't feel his touch, still just sitting there and staying for a long time.

A nurse hurriedly ran past the corner, perhaps because he was running too fast, accidentally rubbing his feet, and the soles and the ground rubbed a harsh sound.

The sound awakened the man, his sullen eyes suddenly turned a little, and then squinted, the fine crow feathers cast a small fan-shaped light shadow on the pale skin.

The next second, he disappeared silently in the hospital.

He blinked his eyes and quickly tied himself to the man with his mental strength. He came to a familiar place with him.

- Reincarnation Division.

He looked at the man's face and let the reincarnation secretary look at the reincarnation book, and then the reincarnation chief revealed his face's incredible and fearful color after discovering that his name had completely disappeared from the reincarnation book.

Looking at the man leaving the reincarnation division, rummaging through every file in hell, failed to find useful information.

After that, Wang Wang woke up from the submersible. After learning about the incident, he used the identity of the Lord of the Yin Dynasty to hang a slogan to the heaven and earth, but got the result of a "not this world."

The seats were shocked and the words were speechless.

He is like a late, unqualified audience. After the story has ended for half a lifetime, he silently looks at this puppet show that has already settled.

Looking at the man who couldn't find a way, it was like a beast with no way to retreat. His face was calm, but the inside was riddled with grief. In the end, he chose to swear by the half body to exchange for a chance to pursue the reincarnation of his lover.

The final picture, like the ones that came, was still a cloud of black mist, wrapped in densely packed, like a dream that could not wake up.

......

However, there is never an eternal dream in this world, only those who do not want to wake up from the past.

The black fog gradually shrank and faded, eventually retracting into the small black fruit held in his hand.

When He Yan opened his eyes again, he was already lying on the blood elf's leg.

He saw the blood elf's dark red scorpion staring at him from top to bottom, with fear in his eyes that he had never seen before, and his tone was trembling. It seemed to be afraid that he would leave again, shouting: "... Cecil."

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