Eating dry and wiping clean, looking at the serious face of the elder with a standard primary school student's posture, Del Sal suggested going out to take a look at Shampa together.

  "Champa is really beautiful." Delza was in a trance, his hand shaped like a knife, casually cutting off a tree as big as a bowl mouth, and before the big tree fell to the ground, he forcibly pulled out a section, very deftly carving the bowl-mouth-thick tree into two slightly longer toothpicks.

  "Bang..."

  The faint sound of toothpicks breaking was exceptionally loud in Lao Lao's heart.

  "Brush your teeth?"

  The elder took over the small toothpick with a very solemn expression and both hands.

  "Hmm." Del slowly picked out the meat from between his teeth, revealing four slightly longer fangs that were very white, dazzling Elder for a moment.

  "I forgot to introduce myself, I am a snow spirit from the Taimu Raya Snow Mountain seeking a new life. My tribe is now extinct, and I'm the only one left." Delser's expression was harmless, but with a hint of sadness, and the elder knew what lay behind it.

  "Obis Larch, it turns out you're a Snow Spirit. I represent the Hobbits to welcome your arrival, sincerely." The elder bowed and saluted, his eyes were very clean, without any impurities. Delza looked at him with a slight smile, thinking that without the intimidation of strong martial power, there would be no harmony in life at this time.

  "I am just a passerby, vowing to find another Mount Tai Mulaiya Snow Mountain."

  "Are you leaving?"

  This voice is not an elder but a half-sized person.

  The old man's eyes were very lion-like, but in Delsa he only saw an angry big cat.

  Lions are kings of all beasts, while big cats' paws can only scratch itches.

  "The Snow Eagle should forever soar in the icy skies, not frolic with birds." Delser still didn't reveal his true identity to the elder.

  The elder's eyes were filled with gratitude as he comforted his tearful daughter.

  "You can be the guardian of Hobbiton village, we need a strong Snow Spirit like you. The delicious food in Hobbiton can turn enemies into friends, don't you miss the thrilling taste buds?"

  The rustling of leaves in the wind makes a continuous "rustling" sound.

  De Er Sa did not speak, and the scene fell silent instantly.

  I don't love you.

  Between having a village of super chefs and being exposed and hunted every day, he chose the latter.

  The blunt way of speaking made the little half-body person turn around and run towards the village, and before chasing after the girl, the elder looked at Del's eyes with a hint of resentment.

  But after all, it's a perfect ending.

  With a faint sense of loss, Delza walked deeper into the dense forest, he still had more important things to do.

  At first, Qingyuan and he signed a contract with one of the terms being: If there was ever a day when they could return to the Aegean mainland, Delser must find a phoenix.

  As for what happened after finding the phoenix, Delser couldn't be tempted even with a sea peach fruit made from underground fluorescent grass.

  What's more, sheepskin records say that the matouqin made from the wutong tree on which the phoenix perches is the best in the world.

  There was also a nest of elves waiting for him to visit.

  Besides, where there is a tree of life, there must be a fountain of life.

  There is still...

  In short, for elves, Dark Elf Delser has a very curious heart, and that's enough.

  In the words of the Spirit Queen, after two spirits have merged, they can sense each other within a certain distance, and the communication magic she used on Delser was to amplify this spiritual resonance countless times.

  So in Delsa's aimless wandering, when he felt the sprite queen's joyful mood, he knew that the Tree of Life was not far from him.

  Sure, here is the translation:

  As expected, Delser turned the summoning ring, calming the restless Azure Swallow at that time, a fragrant and warm body suddenly hugged him from behind.

  "Psst."

  Wiping away the fragrant saliva on his face, Delser felt that whether it was Dark Night Elves or Elves, they were all the same goods, but the Dark Night Elves were just too dark.

  "Obis Latch, have you been spraying Shyness Perfume?" Delser's nose twitched as he shouted. His chin almost dropped off, seeing a ghost, the sheepskin paper had never said that spirits would use perfume, can they still be called spirits if they use perfume?

  And...

  And it's still thick and strong.

  The fairy queen twisted and turned like a quail, her pretty face red as the radish in the half-human village, and said in a mosquito-like voice: "Don't you like it?"

  "A woman is pleased with her own appearance." Delser roughly wrapped his arms around the Elf Queen's slender waist, and his big mouth went straight to her pale face.

  The spirit queen sitting on Del's body felt a hard object, her face turned redder, and her big eyes blinked twice. The surrounding trees began to grow wildly again.

  "Wait, I don't even know your name yet." Delser's greatest skill was controlling his own physiological responses, something he could do naturally.

  "Avery Apollo IX." The elf queen replied with a melancholic expression and a hint of loss.

  "Ayvuir." Delser muttered.

  Avril's soft body suddenly felt a hard object pressing against her again.

  This time, the overgrown flowers, grasses and trees didn't have time to cover up, causing Xiangpa to unintentionally see Aiyue's straight eyes, twisted face and unconscious moans, as well as a tiger back that was desperately plowing her. This real-life flesh combat scene made it feel ashamed, and finally chose to pull over a dark cloud, out of sight, out of mind.

  In a corner where it couldn't shine, a thin figure was trembling slightly.

  The gradually moistening ground seemed to prove that the body was silently weeping.

  "I'm just a wandering soul that doesn't belong in this world." Delser sighed inwardly, quickening his crawling speed.

  It has to be said that a woman's intuition is always more accurate than a man's.

  When Delser ate the tomato dish made with secret seasoning, he knew that the halfling had mixed some stuff into the food. This little trick was like using poison in front of his ancestors, but... because its effect was equivalent to installing a tracker on Delser's body, he didn't pay much attention to it, but he didn't expect the halfling's persistence.

  But having let Xiao Ban see this scene, Ugly Duckling also knew how to advance and retreat.

  Being able to keep a clear head in **** is Delser's instinct.

  He felt a small part of himself leave with the departing figure, while the seed of life also burst forth within the body of the fairy queen. The plant-like tracker inside her, Delsa, had not been removed.

  "Let's just say it's a memorial to the first time I was loved on this continent of Aegean." When this thought rose in his mind, Del suddenly felt that when he grew old, he could write a book called "The King of Popping", which would definitely be a bestseller.

  "Come back with me, we'll be together, never apart."

  The fairy queen of Wushan Yunyu, who still had the spirit of spring, manipulated the trees and flowers to weave a white gauze long dress that was not different from her previous clothes, and said seriously to Delza.

  Del said with a lingering headshake: "If I go, the Elf Queen won't be you."

  The fairy queen looked surprised.

  "Don't forget, I'm also a spirit." Delser's face was bitter as he thought about how he had changed from a **** to a stray dog. "The sheepskin papers passed down through the generations of elders in our tribe have records that if the Spirit Queen is no longer pure, she will no longer be qualified to be the Spirit Queen. Exile is the only outcome, and exile will eventually cause her appearance to wither away as she leaves, regardless of distance."

  "No matter how beautiful something is, one will eventually get tired of it after a long time. This law applies especially to wives and nature. These things that are easily obtained are only cherished when they are lost." Del's expression was very sincere.

  The forest fell silent, or rather, solidified, as the chirping of birds and insects around disappeared, and the breathing of growing trees was prohibited. But with a faint smile appearing at the corner of Del's mouth, the surroundings returned to their previous tranquility.

  Because he knew Evie understood.

  The ground had many more tears and pearl-like dew drops.