Chapter 152

The night is shrouded like a curtain of heaven, and the smell of primitive forest is intoxicating.

People who are used to living in groups will never like this kind of wilderness walking alone, because it is too lonely, too cold, too dangerous and too unaccustomed.

Astaria is different.

Any elf, especially the night elf, is used to living alone.

So does she.

That's it now.

The night blade leopard is very fast. Her soft body fluctuates with running. The beautiful curve exudes the wild nature that human beings can hardly have. Therefore, there are so many nobles who like to have an affair with elves, or imprison and feed elves by some less bright means.

Female Elf, or male elf.

Because it's really exciting, cool and

lasting.

This primitive mountain forest gives astaria a feeling of returning to the gray valley. It is the place where she has lived for thousands of years, where she has all her memories.

Happy or unhappy.

She likes this feeling very much. The feeling of being embraced by nature is as warm and nostalgic as lying in her mother's arms.

Instead of blinding her perception, the mountain forest opened everything to her, so that she could hear the whispers of the wind and the whispers of plants, and pursue the trail of white orangutans.

Because she opened her heart to the mountain forest and let the natural pan consciousness recognize her.

The night blade leopard is very fast.

In less than half an hour, the pace slowed down, and she heard a repressed roar, which was the painful cry of the white orangutan.

Astaria turned down and approached slowly.

The night blade leopard followed her like a big cat, gentle and elegant.

Soon, she saw the gorilla.

It sat on the ground, leaning against a millennium old tree 100 meters high. There was nothing good all over it, and there were scars everywhere.

Its left leg is lame and its bone is broken. Maybe it won't be better in its life.

Gorillas are smart and know what it means.

Nature cares for all the spirits of nature, but there is no peace between Warcraft and Warcraft.

It is the master of this mountain forest, and its status is determined.

Now it is injured, one leg is lame, and its strength has decreased by at least half. How can it subdue those powerful Warcraft?

It can feel the peeping in the dark. At least three level 5 Warcraft are waiting.

They didn't attack immediately, because they were not sure how serious their injuries were, because they also sensed each other's existence and didn't want to be the mantis caught by the Yellow finch.

Warcraft, especially high-level Warcraft, are very smart, not a fool!

Gorillas know that this situation will not last long.

With the deterioration of the injury and mental fatigue, its strength will become worse and worse, and the patience of those Warcraft who peep is not unlimited.

Maybe tonight is my time of death, thought the gorilla.

At this time, it saw an elf.

A fairy.

It has seen elves.

It has lived for hundreds of years and once saw the elves who came to this mountain forest. It was a hundred years ago.

But it has never seen such an elf.

The Female Elf exudes a comfortable breath, which is the breath of nature.

The gorilla doesn't know why, because it was born and grew up here. It doesn't know everything about the outside world, the professional system, or even the existence of Druids.

But that doesn't stop him from liking the elf——

If not today.

It's hurt, so now all the creatures here are their own enemies and come against themselves.

If it is those five level Warcraft, it will have some concerns, because it may not be able to fight.

But a weak Female Elf, plus a third-order night blade leopard, what are you afraid of?

The gorilla stood up with no anger in his eyes.

There is not even sorrow, only peace.

When death comes, there will always be some changes in the state of mind.

Some are crazy, some are desperate, but it doesn't.

It is the son of nature and the spirit of the earth. Death is equal to returning to nature itself. What are you afraid of?

Just a little fairy, dare to challenge her majesty?

The gorilla ran, slapped up and rushed towards the Female Elf.

If you want to die anyway, why wait?

Kill the Female Elf and the night blade leopard, and go to fight with those level 5 Warcraft.

If you die, you have to pull some cushions!

The palm of the gorilla stopped on the head of the Female Elf and didn't fall.

Because a green light came from the fairy's hands and fell on it.

It felt more itching and warmth.

A trace of vitality gathered from this mountain forest, penetrated into its body and turned into pure vitality.

It looked down and saw the fairy raise her head, her eyes facing each other.

It sees tenderness, peace and love.

"Sit down." The fairy looked at it.

It's not elvish. It can't understand any language anyway.

It's not even language, but just a feeling, a feeling of natural beings.

Damn it, I'm the king of this mountain forest. How can I listen to you?

He thought so, and then sat down and bowed his head.

The fairy took out several crystal bottles, opened the corks and poured some liquid on it.

It was even more itchy, but because the Female Elf was nearby, she was embarrassed to scratch and could only endure it.

Soon the itch became warm and the wound healed slowly.

Finally, the fairy bent down and put her hand on her lame left leg.

With silent induction and pious prayer, natural energy poured into it, and the wound healed quickly.

Feeling her caress and enjoying her Druid spell treatment, as if the skin and flesh healed itch, became a lot more interesting.

It was overjoyed. He quickly stretched out his hand to break his legs, aligned the broken bones, and then slowly restored to the original state under the nourishment of the force of nature.

Five minutes.

Five minutes later, he felt that his left leg was completely better. He was still the king of the mountain forest!

The Warcraft peeping in the dark left one by one, and no one dared to provoke the intact king, not to mention two more helpers next to the king.

The gorilla was so happy that he hurried to see the Female Elf to express his gratitude.

Then it saw that the Female Elf was tired. It was obvious that the previous casting had exhausted her spirit and strength.

This makes it a little distressed.

You saved me. You're my friend, the gorilla thought.

"I am willing to accompany you forever, even if I die for you." It secretly made up its mind.

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When the first ray of sunshine appeared in the East, Gawain woke up in his deep sleep.

Nu de hasn't come back yet. He's a little worried.

However, worry is useless, because there is no second Druid, and no one can listen to the voice of nature and pursue the position of female virtue.

"How's it going?" Asked Gawain.

In the absence of female morality, three bloody revelers are naturally responsible for investigating the situation.

They are now salain, belonging to the dead, but they were all elves, but not night elves, but blood elves.

Although not as close to nature as night elf Druids, they also live in the wild and forests all year round, and their understanding and adaptation to mountains and forests are better than others.

"Chilo and the thieves are hunting again, Gawain."

Lancelot got up early and said, "they are divided into two teams, guarding the camp in turn and going out hunting."

Is that right?

Sure enough, I'm much more cautious!

It's hard to deal with people like Chilo and thieves.

And really separated? Probably another seduction? Seduce yourself?

It's time to come. When will it come?

Suddenly, a bloody figure flashed in from the outside. It was a bloody reveler.

"Master, here they are."

Gao Wen was stunned and his eyes slowly became bright.

It's time to come. It's a good play

It's finally going to start!