As the sky gradually darkened, more and more elves returned to the tribe, about three or four hundred in total. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoEvery elf came back and looked at them with horror and curiosity. Soon, the small house of the elves was lit up with warm lights, and smoke floated from the roof, so that it really looked like a paradise, and the years were quiet.

Zou Zhengling and the others seemed to smell the aroma of food, and at this time, the door of the small wooden house in the middle opened, and five elves carried five large baskets towards Zou Zhengling and them. Walking to Zou Zhengling's resting place, the five elves seemed to be a little scared, but the elf with butterfly wings among them took a brave step.

"Weird uncles and aunts, our grandfather asked us to bring you food!"

Then these elves didn't care whether Zou Zhengling wanted to accept their food or not, opened the basket, took out the delicate dishes made of wood, and placed them in a row!

Zou Zhengling and the others walked over, and four elves retreated back in a panic. Only the elf, called Butterfly Wings, was still standing in place.

"Lily, let's go, these terrans are so scary!"

It turned out that this was the little elf named Lily before, to be honest, Zou Zhengling, no one of them could tell who these elves were! The hair is light green, small curls, the face is dark green, and the eyes are dark green. But fortunately, the "clothes" are different, in fact, they are strung together with leaves around the waist. However, these elves are all children's bodies, and they don't seem to be embarrassed, but rather cute.

Through their observations, there are only two differences between these elves. First, are there any beards? The ones who have beards are old elves. Second, the shape of the wings is different, the one with butterfly-shaped wings is probably a female elf, and the one with dragonfly-shaped wings is a male elf.

Lily said, "I'm not afraid, you are all cowards!" Lily said to the other four children, and ran to Zou Zhengling to wipe it, so as to prove it to her friends. Then she ran away extremely fast, pretending to be calm with vigilant eyes and looking at Zou Zhengling.

Zou Zhengling was a little speechless for a moment, but he didn't say anything about this Lili. Instead, he walked up to the dishes and looked at the food carefully. These foods are not meat or rice, but they are all mushrooms and flowers with little water, but they are very beautiful and have a strong aroma.

These elves can eat them, they should be able to eat them too, right? Zou Zhengling plans to try it.

She picked up two sticks and sharpened them into her customary chopsticks, then picked up a piece of mushroom and put it in her mouth.

The taste buds were captured in an instant, the soft mushrooms have a unique fresh fragrance, as soon as the teeth bite down, the juice of the mushrooms will come out and overflow the mouth, the feeling of chewing is a little soft and glutinous, and the taste is excellent, comparable to the spiritual food made by Qi Lao. What's even better is that when these juices are diffused in the mouth, a subtle air flow flows into the body, and Zou Zhengling feels it carefully. In addition to the gentle spiritual power contained in the spiritual food, there is also a kind of life qi in it. This kind of life qi can continue to give people life vitality, and taking it all year round will inevitably make the longevity last.

Zou Zhengling looked at these foods in surprise and let his companions try them too. Jin Ming and Chang Lei, the two wounded, felt that the breath of life was stronger than Zou Zhengling, and the poison in their bodies was unresolved, which caused the spiritual power in the flesh and blood to continue to be lost, and when the spiritual power was consumed, it was their vitality that was lost. Although the dantian was sealed, the injuries were relieved, but at the wounds, the flesh and skin had begun to die, but now they finally felt a little benefit.

Zou Zhengling and the others were overjoyed, maybe the injuries of the two of them could be cured in this elf tribe!

Seeing that Zou Zhengling did not reject their food, nor did they make any harm and defensive actions, the courage of these elves also increased. The four elves who had run far away also ran back, plucked up the courage to run to Zou Zhengling and them, and looked at Zou Zhengling and them curiously, and even touched their clothes gently.

More and more elves opened their houses, came out with their food and put it next to Zou Zhengling, and more and more elves touched and looked around them. Ling Xuan and Xing Min's own air conditioning did not resist the enthusiasm of these elves, and they had to bow their heads under the eaves.

At night, the elves also held a bonfire party in the square where they were, singing and dancing very happily. Ling Xuan took the opportunity to grab an old elf with a black beard and ask him something. That's right, the elves don't have white hair on their bodies, and if they are old, the elves' beards and hair will become darker and darker, just like the hair of humans will turn gray when they get old.

The old elf that Ling Xuan was holding happened to be the patriarch of the elf tribe, and when he heard Ling Xuan say that two of them were injured, he said that his clansmen were injured and could be cured by making some herbs by themselves. He patted his chest with Ling Xuan and said that the herbs they had here could cure any disease, but they had to wait until tomorrow, and today was the time for them to revel.

Ling Xuan sat cross-legged, the old man stood, holding two wooden wine urns in his hands, handed a glass to Ling Xuan, and said, "Let's make this glass of wine!" This wine glass is filled with the wine brewed by the elves themselves, the wine is light, but the aftertaste is long. The old elf still wanted his brother and sister to hug Ling Xuan's shoulders, but unfortunately he was still not tall enough, but there was always a way, he shook his wings and flew up, stretching out his arms to hug Ling Xuan's neck.

Ling Xuan's companions had been surrounded by elves in the square, and Zou Zhengling was surrounded by Lily's elves, chattering and asking Zou Zhengling's questions. Several elves also shook their wings together to fly Zou Zhengling into the air and dance in the air.

The only elf that Zou Zhengling can recognize clearly now is Lily, and she noticed that there were always male elves around Lily who wanted to squeeze over, and she couldn't help but be curious. At this time, another female elf said: "Lily is the most beautiful elf of our new generation, and all these hairy boys look up to her, and I wish I could spend a good night with her." ”

Zou Zhenglingling's eyes widened in surprise, it turned out that the customs of the elf clan were so open, as long as it was someone they liked, they could combine with whoever they wanted, and they had no restraints with each other without giving birth to cubs. The elves do not need to conceive and give birth to children like the human race, but they are all elves who bear fruit from the elven tree and then grow up. This elven tree is the mother of all their elves, and each elf has the obligation to adopt a elf when they reach adulthood. However, it takes about 500 years for the elven tree to bear fruit, and it takes 500 years for the elves to be born.

Well, Zou Zhengling said that in terms of lifespan, elves are better than the human race, and these elves who seem to be children are at least hundreds or thousands of years old, which is still counted from after they were born. (To be continued.) )