✨ Elf, into my arms 6 ✨

The guards' shouts gradually became louder, and Aya Qingxuan's cold voice passed from one end of the vine to the other.

"Good night."

Mixed in the breeze, it sounds soothing.

Ling Qingxuan walked out of the green wall and met the chief guard who was looking for her.

"Princess, huh, it's fine if you're fine, and Will is true. He just stood there and didn't move, maybe because he blamed himself too much, don't be angry."

"not angry."

Ling Qingxuan saw Will waiting silently outside the green wall. This is where she brought Will here, and he did not tell others.

As expected, he is a loyal and honest person.

Ling Qingxuan said that he was just here to hang out. After the guards dispersed and left, Will stood behind Ling Qingxuan.

"Princess, is that... the source of elves?"

The elders didn't let him listen when they spoke today, so he didn't know what Ling Qingxuan's mission was.

But the thing just now is very similar to the source of the elves in the legend of the dragon family.

"You know the elves?" Ling Qingxuan looked at him.

Will nodded slightly and recalled the past: "Before I was picked up by the princess, I was adopted by relatives of the dragon family, and I heard some things about the elves."

"In the legend, they have exterminated their clan."

Will looked at the green wall unintentionally, "But the light spot I saw today is very similar to the breath on the top of the dragon veins of the dragon race. They said that it was the blessing of the elves, the source of the elves."

Will has always had no reservations about the princess, and told her what he knew.

It turns out that the dragon family also has the source of elves, Ling Qingxuan said in a light tone: "I really need that."

Will half-kneeled and saluted: "I will find it for the princess."

The dragons forbade Will's pass, he can't get in, and it looks like he wants to force his way in.

"Don't worry, since you can perceive the source of the elves, help me pay attention to this side first."

When the time comes, he will just point the way to the Dragon Clan, and Ling Qingxuan still likes to rush through alone.

It seems not bad to let the spirit sword cut the dragon.

...

The full moon hangs high on the night, like a jade plate with delicacies.

In the quiet town in the middle of the night, the shadows kept moving forward, and many things that had been placed outside the house were knocked down, and the sound made the people in their sleep whisper softly.

"Huh...huh..."

The black shadow stepped on the roof of a certain house, raising its hairy neck high.

"His..." Its sharp teeth bit the magic comb, leaving a lot of saliva from the open gap, corroding the tiles and straw on the roof.

With a 'bang', it immediately changed its place, and it seemed to have a target in its eyes, rushing towards the Hall of Light in the center of the town.

Candles filled the table.

In the center of the small house, which was brighter than the daytime, sat a man in a white-gold robe.

He was praying for something, and when he listened carefully, it seemed to revolve around the words of princess and appreciation for possession.

There was an uneasy sound from above his head, and Hurt raised his eyes slightly, chanting words in his mouth, a hole appeared on it, and the thing that made the sound was directly pulled down.

The black wolf stepped on the ground with strong limbs. It let go of the magic comb and wanted to scream uncontrollably. After Hutt lost the magic barrier, it howled happily.

"The full moon will soon be covered, my dear queen."

Under his slow voice, the black wolf radiated light, its limbs became slender, and the wolf shape turned into a human shape, but it was still covered with long black hair.

Della grabbed the magic comb on the ground breathlessly, she combed her hair vigorously, and the hair fell from her body after being combed.

Soon, a white woman with no stray hair appeared on the spot, and Hurt threw a robe over and covered her body.

"Hurt!" Della fastened her robe and glared at the gloomy man, "Have you taught Nalin magic?"

The magic attached to the sword was definitely magic, she couldn't read it wrong.

A restrained and dangerous breath appeared on the man, and Hurt stood in front of her, and suddenly his lips curved in an arc.

"I have never taught Princess Nalin. She has tested her talents with me since she was a child. She is not suitable for learning magic. These subjects all over the country know that."

Della spoke faster, "But I saw it today, she used magic."

Hurt pondered for a while before saying, "I'm not the only one who knows magic. There's that incomplete dragon next to her."

Della was dubious, "Really?"

The man stepped forward, his steady steps hitting his heart like a hammer, which was depressing and uncomfortable.

He reached out and picked up Della's long silky hair, twirling it lightly on the pads of his fingers.

Ambiguously close to her cheek, he blew: "Don't believe me?"

Della's cheeks flushed slightly, and she brushed him away, then wrapped her arms around his neck again, and said on tiptoe, "Naturally believe it, you swore to be loyal to me."

The man who was hugged tightly by her, but his eyes stayed on the magic comb on the ground, and disgust and danger flashed in his eyes.

After being intimate with him for a while, Della sat on the futon, "I heard that Nalin came to you today, why?"

"Come and get the holy water for blessing."

The man relit the candle that had just been accidentally blown out.

As a member of the royal family, I have to come to pray every month, and being blessed by holy water is an essential process. Della sighed and didn't care about it.

"How is the new drug developed?"

Hurt's hand paused, and the phoenix eyes reflected the light of candlelight, "It will take some more days."

"Hurt, I saw your talent before I let you develop the medicine of the Protoss. Your failure has made me look like I am now. I will save your life, not let you continue to fail. of."

Della is not a soft persimmon, she is also a high-ranking person, and it is not easy to toss the Hall of Light.

"My beloved Queen, thank you for your trust in me, and I will make you a noble Protoss."

The man's deep eyes revealed deep affection.

Della was very useful. Before she got up, she asked, "Hurt, Nalin and I, who is more beautiful?"

The man didn't hesitate, but said calmly, "Of course it's you."

Della smiled charmingly, stroking his resolute chin, "As expected of the person I like, follow me, you will not suffer."

She picked up the magic comb, "Send me back."

Hurt saluted, summoned a magic circle, and teleported Della back to the palace.

Hutt was the only one left in the small room.

The expression on his face became cold and impatient.

The futon that Della sat on was burned by his flame magic. He regained his hot eyes and whispered, "Princess, you are the most beautiful person in this world."

"When I destroy that comb, it will be the day I hold you in my arms."

He raised the corners of his lips and put one hand on his heart.

"My princess, don't betray me until then."

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✨ Elf, into my arms 7 ✨

Under the dry elf tree, the sleeping elf is like a beautiful painting, and his breathing is as light as a film that breaks when touched.

The sound of turning the pages of the book kept circling in my ears, this is not the sound that should appear here.

Ximi opened her mist-covered eyes, and the person turning the book was firmly blocked by the vines.

He pursed his lips, fell softly, walked slowly to the edge of the birdcage, pushed aside the vines, revealing a gap.

The little girl was wearing light and simple clothes, sitting on the soft chair she brought, flipping a thick book in her hand.

Seemingly aware of the peeping gaze of the elf, she raised her eyes slightly, Ximi withdrew her hand, and the vine returned to its original state.

He leaned against the vine, his eyes wandering.

Like those kings, they come and go frequently, and when they get impatient, they leave.

"Are you awake?" The little girl's cold voice came through the vines and was close at hand, Ximi slightly backed away, trying to prevent herself from remembering her voice.

"I brought you something, so let's get the vines out of the way?"

Clearly such a cold tone, but with softness, hope Mi looked at his empty world, and the ghosts and gods opened a gap.

A few books, clothes and shoes were stuffed in, and the little girl said lightly, "Relieve your boredom."

Without getting a response, she added, "I'm here with you."

The vines closed again, and Aya Qingxuan could no longer see him.

But after a while, the sound of turning the pages came, and Ling Qingxuan knew that he didn't throw those things away.

Sure enough, finding the source of the spirit can give you extra points.

zz, what else in the palace has the source of the spirit, can you perceive it?

[...Host, I try my best. 】zz worry to pluck hair.

Soon it was afternoon, and Will's voice came from outside the green wall, "Princess, the queen is looking for you."

Aya Qingxuan closed the book.

Does the heroine want to be beaten? Just wait and don't move.

"not see."

She is in the world with the little guy.

"Princess, today is a day to pray, you need to be present."

Can the sky collapse if Ling Qingxuan is not present?

can not.

So she did what she said and did not go out.

In order to prevent the princess from being found here, Will did not stand outside blatantly.

Shimi listened to their conversation completely.

He sat on the cushion, pursed his lips and turned the pages slowly.

The book she picked was very much in line with his liking.

And she did what she said this time, accompany him.

[System prompt: The current favorability of the villain Ximi is -98. 】

Ling Qingxuan said to zz 'gently': How long have you been with me?

[Two, twenty-five planes, host. 】Hey, the host looks so scary now, I feel like I want to eat roast suckling pig.

Aya Qingxuan reminded not to report until the positive number is reached.

[...Okay host. 】It is too difficult to be a pig.

...

"What, the princess is gone?"

In the main hall, Della suddenly stood up from the chair.

"How did you look at her, go look for her, send someone in and out of the city!"

The captain of the guard was busy with people to continue their search.

Della sat down, worried.

"Queen, it's time to pray for blessings." Some ministers were also present in this prayer. Someone said, "Princess is young, I'm afraid that she will go out because she is just having fun. Why don't you let the queen take your place."

"How can this be possible? Although the queen has a distinguished status, she is not a candidate for succession."

The ministers debated these two positions.

Della narrowed her eyes, silently remembering those ministers who opposed her.

After a long while, she spoke appropriately, "It should really be done by my son, just wait for her."

"The queen knows righteousness."

The time for prayer was imminent, and everyone was in a hurry. The queen was anxious on the surface, but she hoped that Ling Qingxuan would not show up like this, and it would be good to leave a bad impression on the ministers.

"The time has come, we can't wait any longer, Queen..."

"The Son of God is here!"

The serious-looking elder brought the holy son Hutt over and said solemnly: "The princess has something to deal with. Today's prayers will be done by the holy son."

Let the queen come, it is better to let the revered son of the Guangming Temple come.

Della gritted her back molars, got up and saluted the elder and the son.

This old man used to be the person who liked to criticize the princess the most, how could he be in the princess' camp now!

"Does the elder know where my son is?"

"The queen need not know."

The elder believed that Aya Qingxuan was concentrating on the task, so he appreciated her actions and was willing to speak for her.

As a person who developed special holy water, Hutt naturally knew it.

He looked at Della's angry expression, which was really interesting.

His dear princess should be at the elf at this time.

This prayer was completed by the holy son Hutt taking the place of Ling Qingxuan, and the queen sat expressionlessly in the corner, pinching the magic comb in her sleeve.

"Didn't you say that she didn't hide it from me?"

But what the elders showed was that there was something for the princess to do.

Magic Comb: ... none.

Della's fingers were crunching, the magic comb that could only speak one word, sometimes seemed really useless.

After the prayer was over, the Son needed to return to the Hall of Light, and the Queen offered to deliver it herself.

The two walked to the city gate, and the queen waved away the maid who followed behind.

"Do you know what the elders asked Nalin to do?"

"I don't know, I was found temporarily by the elders." Hutt calmly.

Della licked her dry lips, "Use your magic to find out where Nalin is."

Hurt shook his head, "I tried and couldn't find it."

How could he easily find the place shrouded by the elf tree.

There was an irritated look on Della's face, "You go back first."

After Hurt saluted, he put on his big hood and turned on the horse prepared by the Hall of Light to go back.

Della walked in the dark, turning many circles without returning to her bedroom.

"Queen, are you worried about the princess?" the maid who followed behind asked.

Della sneered silently, and said in a low voice, "My son is old, and it's okay to have his own affairs. Let's go back."

"Yes, Queen."

The palace lantern changed its direction to the palace, and Della returned to the palace unwillingly.

...

The book was almost finished, Ximi rubbed his eyes, he opened the gap in the vines, and saw the little girl outside with a thin body.

Is not It Cold.

He turned his eyes to look at the few clothes he had thrown aside, stretched out his hand and immediately retracted it.

The human race is untrustworthy and cannot be dominated by the kind and soft-hearted nature of the elves.

Shimi returned to the elf tree and looked at the moonlight speechlessly.

The moonlight is the same every night, but there are two people watching the moonlight in this place tonight.

He has company.

Ling Qingxuan yawned slightly, looked at the time for a while, and thought about bringing her own bed in.

Will this be too loud?

"Princess, it's time to rest." Will's cautious voice came from outside.

Ling Qingxuan put down the book, approached the vine and said, "Good night, see you tomorrow."

Shimi opened her mouth slightly, then closed it again.

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✨ Elf, into my arms 8 ✨

From that day on, Aya Qingxuan spent most of his time accompanying Hime in the green wall, except on occasions where he had to come out.

She brought new clothes, interesting things outside, and books of various colors for Himi, who accompanied him and made him feel the new flow of time.

As for the cakes, the elves don't need to eat, and Ling Qingxuan just put them there for him to smell.

She checked the books, but she really didn't find any records about the elves.

She can't handle the little guy's stomach, is separated by things, and can't handle the little guy's kidneys.

Afterwards, she took a lap outside and brought back a bag of seeds, which she sprinkled in this barren world.

It has been deserted here for a long time, and nothing can be grown at all.

That's why Aya Qingxuan used his spiritual power to spawn at the same time as the power of Ximi's own spirit, so that the bright flowers bloomed here quickly.

Occasionally, when Aya Qingxuan was not paying attention, Ximi stared blankly at those delicate flowers.

Aya Qingxuan picked the largest and most colorful one in the early morning and knocked on the vine.

The vines split open, and Ximi looked at her vigilantly.

"Hua Lu, do you want to eat?"

She always felt that the little guy looked at these flowers because he wanted to eat them. Otherwise, why was there another force that gave birth to them quietly before.

Ximi remained silent and did not talk to her, but her clear eyes lightened slightly when she saw the dew on the flower.

Fairies still eat dew, how could the elves not eat, but there is nothing they want to eat.

Ling Qingxuan shook, and the flower dew was about to fall, Ximi blinked, and the little girl stretched forward again.

"If you don't want it, I'll bring it to make a flower cake."

After hesitating for a few seconds, Ximi took it, her fingers accidentally touched the girl's cold skin, and she was stunned for a moment.

His heart began to beat wildly uncontrollably, and the blood flow under the skin accelerated, generating enthusiasm.

The vines were closed again, and Aya Qingxuan couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Is it tasty?"

"I'll pick another one for you?"

It was still very quiet, and Ling Qingxuan was a little puzzled, always feeling that something was wrong with the little guy just now.

Inside the vine, the elf's white fingers pinched the stem of the flower, hesitant.

This flower was not touched, but what happened to him just now.

As if... he touched her skin.

Just for a moment, it gave him a kind of greedy warmth.

Did she drug herself?

Humans are so...

[System prompt: The current favorability of the villain Ximi is -100. 】

Aya Qingxuan: ? ? ?

Is the flower she picked not delicious?

Ling Qingxuan pondered while facing the sea of ​​flowers. Is it because he didn't fertilize?

The cracks in the vines were never opened again, and Ling Qingxuan sat outside every day, puzzled.

Until one day when Aya Qingxuan was taking a nap, the vines quietly opened, revealing the fair face of the elf with a slightly flushed handsome face.

His lips were red and his teeth were white, he was panting slightly, and there was a strange emotion in his eyes.

The elf manipulated the thin stem of the vine and let it come to the little girl's side.

The elves yearn for purity and love beautiful things.

Ling Qingxuan is very beautiful, on par with the elves, this face should be the face that the elves will like when they see it.

Too bad she's human.

The closer the slender vines got to her, the slower Ximi's breathing became, until the saber around her waist moved when she was about to touch her.

As if with the owner's guilty feelings, the vines shrank back, and after a while, they approached boldly, carefully wrapped around the little girl's arms and body, and brought her to Ximi.

In hundreds of years, Shimi's body has never been in this state, hot, restless, longing for something.

He wanted to figure out why.