Chapter 752

At night, gray rested on the floating island. He felt that his connection with the floating island was not simple. He had to keep trying to control all its abilities.

It is also a floating island that cannot move quickly outside. If you want to move quickly, you can only put it away, and then move to another place and release it. Otherwise, you can only move at the speed of a few meters per second.

Otherwise, gray might use it as a weapon to kill the enemy.

After getting the floating island, he did think so. Unfortunately, the island can't move quickly. It's still a floating island. If it is put in the air, he will have the power of floating in the air. He won't smash it down quickly and kill his opponent.

Lying in bed, little Molly was sleeping, and gray was silently immersing himself in the land with magic to see if he could feel any different places.

However, although he didn't feel it in different places, gray found that after immersion in the land with magic, he had a deeper connection with the island and stronger control over the land.

Gray was overjoyed to find this, and then spared no effort to output his magic.

With an area of 45 square kilometers and a thickness of hundreds of meters, if you want to immerse it all with magic, the amount of work is not small.

Just as gray was about to work overtime, the door of the cabin was knocked.

Of course, even if it was not sounded, gray found her when the other party set foot on the floating island.

The person who came was Mary Pherson, the former queen of Moore forest. Gray didn't continue. This matter can be done slowly in the future. Anyway, it needs time. It's not urgent.

He arranged sound insulation magic by little jasmine's little bed, and then opened the door.

The moonlight outside was just right, and the silver moonlight sprinkled on Mary Pherson's golden wings and her brown hair, plating her with a gorgeous silver light.

"Please come in!" Gray leaned over and invited her in.

"We can walk outside!" Mary fisson did not move, looking out at the lake sparkling in the moonlight.

"It's an honor!" Gray nodded, walked out of the hut and took the door with him.

They walked to the lake and sat on the wooden bridge built by gray.

Gray took off his shoes, dipped his feet into the lake, gently shook and stirred a circle of silver light.

"Your floating island is good. At least it won't be disturbed by the elves who come out at night." Mary fisson is in a good mood.

She didn't want the elves to know that she fell in love with humans again, so she looked a little cautious and furtive every time.

Now here, she can finally sit outside with him.

"The elves are very cute. I think if there were elves dancing on the water, it would be more romantic now." Gray got a bargain and turned his mouth. "I don't know why you're hiding it."

"You are too young to look as big as Arlo." Mary Pherson thought for a moment, didn't say the real reason, and picked out a reason she thought was appropriate.

"The elves don't care about the age gap. Besides, my age is not younger than you." Gray shook his head lightly.

Considering the time he spent in other worlds, his age is only a lot more than that of Mary feisen, and Mary feisen is a powerful spirit. The passage of time on her is not obvious, but makes her look more mature.

Mary Pherson couldn't understand it and looked at him suspiciously.

"We never say that a woman is old. A woman is always eighteen, always upright and young, and I am just eighteen." Gray grinned. "We are all eighteen. Age is not a problem at all."

"Is the magician's mouth so powerful?"

"Strong or not, you know!" Gray teased and changed the subject, "the moor forest seen today is beautiful. Has it been completely restored? Is there anything I can do for you? "

"There is still a small part of the negative energy that I have driven to a corner. I found a forest shrouded in evil. I am ready to send all the negative energy to that dead land."

Mary fisson said softly that she dissolved most of the negative energy, but a small part seemed very stubborn, like the negative energy left by the curse.

She decided to expel him. Anyway, the forest was dead, and the negative energy would not bring trouble to anyone.

"I'm worthy of being the guardian of Moore forest. I restored Moore forest to normal so soon. I almost died of fatigue when I got out of that area." Gray praised with emotion.

Then they talked about Gray's trip.

Gray changed the Neville ogre into an elf family, which is the kind of sharp eared elf who is good at archery and has a beautiful face.

Mary feisen was really interested in elves. When gray talked about their kindness to nature, she immediately thought it was elves.

He did not mention the floating island, but said that the home tree of the elves, a huge tree up to 100 meters, blocks out the sky and the sun, is the home of all the elves.

Mary fisson was curious about their home tree, a big tree comparable to a mountain. Just imagine how magnificent it was.

After talking about elves, Mary fisson talked about Arlo and said that she thought it was good for Arlo to play carefree every day, but she couldn't go on like this all her life. After all, she would grow up and grow old herself.

So she passed the throne to her and let her manage the elves. It can be regarded as finding something for her to do and let her grow.

"Can you dance?" Gray looked at the beautiful moonlight and suddenly thought of dancing.

"No!" Mary fisson shook her head decisively. There were few elves like human in Moore forest. How could it be human dance.

Most of their dances follow their nature and jump happily with their own mood, which is different from the dance asked by gray.

That's why she answered no decisively, because she really won't. unless she danced with the elves, she jumped when she was a child.

"I'll teach you!" Gray took her hand and walked to the middle of the lake. "Believe me, I'm a master dancer and a master teacher."

Gray is like pulling a string puppet and dancing with Mary fisson in the lake. In fact, he likes dancing very much... If the dancing partner is the girl he likes, rather than the ball.

Because dancing with the girl you like, in addition to skills and tacit understanding, both sides feel very close, both body and heart.

Mary fisson's stiff limbs softened slowly and began to keep up with Gray's slow pace.

As Mary fisson kept up, gray accelerated.

Mary feisen exclaimed that she couldn't keep up. She grabbed him with both hands and told him to slow down. She couldn't stand it.