Lingmu opened two of the rooms and said, "there are many rooms in the residence of the young patriarch. It's quiet here. Don't worry about other elves disturbing you. Sister Zi, you live in this room. Uncle Zi and brother Mo live in this room. "
"Well."
Ziqianmo nodded, but Mo Yan frowned. His eyes fell on the big bed in ziqianmo's room.
"I want a room with Momo."
In the face of Mo Yan's voice, Xiao Ling is stunned.
"Ah?"
He looked puzzled and said, "brother Mo, why do you want to share a room with sister purple? You and uncle Zi have bigger rooms, and they have two beds, enough for you to sleep in? "
“……”
Mo Yan can't explain the problem of the same room with a little Douding, so he has to force unreasonable, "I want to lie in bed and chat with Momo, can't I?"
"Of course not."
Linglin also followed the God to mend the sword, and said, "the young patriarch said that men and women are not related, sister purple is a woman, you are a man, you can't live together, unless you get married."
"We..."
Mo Yan just wants to say that they are unmarried.
The next second, I heard the elf tongyanwuji say, "sister purple is brought back by the little clan leader. The little clan leader never goes with girls, so the little clan leader must like sister purple. Sister Zi will be the wife of the young clan leader. You can't get too close to sister Zi. "
Mo Yan:???
Ziqianmo:???
what?
They just followed into the ancient spirit world. How did they become a fiancee?
The ink can't hold up.
"Fiancee?"
He snorted coldly, "originally, your clan leader invited us into the territory of the Elven clan just for the sake of Momo?"
He didn't quite believe it.
However, children can't cheat people. Moreover, they haven't seen lingjiu teach these two elves anything.
That can only show that this idea existed before Ling Jiu came back. They acquiesced that the woman brought back by Ling Jiu would become Ling Jiu's wife.
Even if it is a misunderstanding, he will never tolerate such a statement.
Ziqianmo is the same idea, "let's go to lingjiu and ask clearly."
Without waiting for lingmu and Linglin to react, they had already held hands and disappeared not far away.
*****
It's night, dark.
Under the stone tablet beside the spirit tree, a group of elder spirits are surrounded by a tall figure.
Some of these old elves are so bent that they are dwarfed. Some of them have long white hair and beards. Some of them are even unstable and need the help of other elves.
However, although the posture is not good, it does not affect their appearance.
No matter which spirit, the face is flawless, like the most exquisite art in the world.
And Ling Jiu, surrounded by them, is probably the most exquisite piece of art.
"Little patriarch!"
One of the elder fairy elders said, "the girl you brought today is the reincarnation of Baize. Although we are old, we are not blind! Why don't you let us get close to her? "
In ancient times, the elves had a long history with the demons.
These Elven elders have lived for tens of thousands of years. Even if they are not familiar with Baize, they are already familiar with the taste of Baize.
It is not difficult to recognize the reincarnation of Baize from his breath.