"Well."

Ling Jiu gently answered, raised his hand, touched one of the ELF's head, "very good."

The elf whose head was touched was so excited that his ears stood up and cheered.

Another elf, unwilling to be outdone, held lingjiu in his arms and said, "young clan leader, lingmu is also very good. These days when the young clan leader left, lingmu has been looking at the spirit tree, and the spirit tree has lost five leaves."

The time calculation of the outer world is quite different from that of the ancient spirit world.

A day and a night passed in the human world, and a whole year passed in their elves.

In other words, in the eyes of ziqianmo and others, lingjiu only appeared for a while, but in the ancient spirit realm, it has been a whole month.

Before Ling Jiu could speak, Ling Qi, a sullen little girl, burst like a firecracker, "what? Five leaves fell this month? "

Ziqianmo ==

Zimucheng

Mo Yan =. =“ It's normal for a tree to lose its leaves

What's the reason that you cry when you lose five leaves?

"No, it's not normal at all!"

Lingqi glared at Moyan angrily and continued to read to lingjiu, "only one leaf was lost last month, and only one leaf was lost last month, and five leaves were lost this month. It must be because these people took away the aura of the foreign border, and the influence on the spirit tree is even greater!"

"Lingqi."

Ling Jiu's voice, only a little bit heavy, Ling Qi immediately stopped the conversation, resentment of a look at Purple Qian Mo and others, run away.

"My sister is not sensible." Ling Jiu explained softly, "three, come with me."

The purple fields did not move.

She looked at the towering ancient tree in front of her and said, "what's the matter with this tree?"

She heard that the two elves, and the little girl Lingqi just now, called this tree spirit tree.

But this tree looks very unhealthy. Now it's Midsummer in the ancient spirit territory, but the branches and leaves on the trunk show a kind of abnormal gray green, which seems to be withering.

It is very similar to the situation of the trees that are good on the outside and withered on the inside that they just saw outside the border.

"This tree, supporting the ancient spirit realm, maintaining the reproduction of the ancient spirit family, we call it the spirit tree."

Ling Jiu stopped, eyes fell on the sick tree, indifferent eyes flashed, helpless, "its roots rotted, withered, sooner or later."

Although the appearance is still beautiful, but the rot inside can not hide.

It has been declining for many years. If it is not saved, the whole tree will fall down.

By then, they will be the elves

Ling Jiu takes back his eyes and looks at the purple fields.

no way.

Not yet.

In front of this woman, has not fully stimulated her own ability, can not help them much.

Mind turning, Ling Jiu stopped, raised his hand to call the two elves who just squatted under the Elf tree, "Ling wood, Ling Lin, take three guests to my residence to have a rest."

"Yes."

The two elves are not as hot as Lingqi. They are only curious about the three of them and are not on guard.

Now the spirit nine command, they immediately should be under the clever lead purple Qian Mo a party, went to the spirit house.

"Sister Zi, uncle Zi and brother Mo, we elves haven't had any guests for a long time, so you should stay here for the time being."