From a distance, the flowing water of the white flowers falls from the cliff more than ten meters high, and washes a boulder that exposes the waterhole day and night, the water is more than two meters deep and extremely clear, and the stream that is not deep flows out of the valley.

This valley in the middle of the mountains is not small, nor is it very large, about 10,000 square meters.

One after another, the tall and wide giant trees are like huge green mushrooms, and there are still exquisite wooden houses built on the branches, vines and flowers wrap the wooden houses, and there is not a trace of weeds under the giant trees.

Fields of delicate flowers bloom one after another, bees are diligently collecting nectar, and there are three or five huge beehives on each giant tree.

In addition to vines and flowers, prehistoric fruits and vegetables were also planted, and in a small orchard, Wang Zhe saw several banana trees with blue moon fruits, and the golden sunlight fell through the gaps between the trees and leaves.

It's so beautiful here that it's like a dream, and if there are some more white fogs, it's like a fairyland on earth.

But for Wang Zhe, who woke up, he was not in the mood to appreciate this picturesque scenery at all, and for the woman who walked beside him who was like a disaster to the country and the people, he was in awe like a poisonous snake and a tiger, and he hated Montenegro in his heart and questioned at the same time, didn't he say that it was difficult to meet the tree demon?

Forget if you met it yesterday, how can you meet it today?And there are more of them here, and even he has seen a lot of the same dryads as his side, although they are all beautiful, but compared to the one who captured him, there is still a big gap between them.

He tried to escape, but he still doubts his life.

If you can't escape, the only thing left is to wait for death, but thinking about being killed by a fierce beast or even eaten as food, and being killed by these tree demons in front of him, Wang Zhe prefers to choose the former.

Is the latter comfortable?

Comfortable is just the first few times or even a dozen times, and the death that slowly hollows out your body in the back will definitely torture you to the point that you wish you died early.

Soon they reached the center of the valley, where the stakes were thick and vines entwined between the stakes, and the gaps between the top and bottom were almost identical after the vines had been trimmed.

In a circle, except for a platform nearly two meters high and made of wooden vines, the rest of the place is a lawn, with tables and chairs on the platform, and a wooden shed on it, which is also covered with vines and blooming one flower after another.

"Queen!"

"Queen!"

“……”

Anyone who saw the elf king's tree demon or tree fairy would call out respectfully, and he only glanced at Wang Zhe a few more times.

On the wooden table on the stage, there was already a bowl of golden juice, and some fruits and flower petals, the fruit had been cut, and the petals and the cut fruit were placed in the same wooden bowl, and the flesh was blood-red, similar to the red heart dragon fruit in the modern world.

A woman with green hair and pointed ears poured the golden juice into a wooden bowl and stirred well.

"You are seriously injured, you have shed a lot of blood, and your mental consumption is serious, eat some queen bee honey syrup, as well as the moon spirit flower, the flower and fruit pulp with the blood dragon fruit, it is very nourishing for you, so obediently gave me it. ”

The flat tone was accompanied by an order that could not be refused, like a queen ordering her subordinates or servants, no need for anything, just do it.

Holding the wooden bowl, Wang Zhe smiled bitterly in his heart: Is this the same as the last hearty lunch of the ancient death row prisoner before his execution?

It's better to be a full ghost than a hungry ghost.

"Don't you have the tools to eat?" Wang Zhe, who was holding the wooden bowl, didn't know how to put his mouth down, he couldn't bury his whole face in the wooden bowl like a pig and a dog, right?

"Didn't you already give you the tools?"

Belch~~

Looking at the long, four- or five-centimeter-wide wooden board, Wang Zhe frowned, pulled it in half with force, glanced at the elf king a few more times, carefully picked up the Xuanyuan sword and sharpened it into chopsticks, and then ate it.

At the moment of entry, Wang Zhe, who was originally absent-minded, suddenly stared at his round eyes, sweet, incomparably sweet, as if he was about to melt his tongue, his hand instantly became uncontrollable, and quickly entered the flower and fruit pulp in the wooden bowl into his mouth, constantly enjoying the sweetness that hit the taste buds.

Eating and eating, Wang Zhe had no image at all, and even licked the wooden bowl with his tongue.

After eating, he put down the wooden bowl, and at the moment when he was still unsatisfied, Wang Zhecai found that he was licking the wooden bowl like a dog just now, and he couldn't help but blush, stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly: "It's so delicious, so I couldn't hold back my ...... all of a sudden."

There seemed to be a light flickering in my mind, and this time I reacted, I was sick, and I was dying, so what was there to be embarrassed about?

Thinking about it, he slowly put away his smile, and was just about to put his hand down, when suddenly, there was an extra face in front of him, the face of the disaster to the country and the people, very close, very close, which startled him, but at this moment, the elf king hooked his chin and came up.

it!

I was forcibly kissed?

Why is it so comfortable? It's like a sweet jelly that makes you want to suck it.

However, at this moment, let go, and the elf king returned to his original seat, with a faint smile: "Such a big man has eaten all over his mouth, and I have to help you clean your mouth." And what you did just now, it's just tempting me, I know?"

"An interesting man like you, I've been holding back the urge to eat you. ”

Eat?

Wang Zhe's whole person trembled suddenly, and he remembered the terrifying picture of the female mantis eating the male mantis when the praying mantis was breeding.

At this moment, the effect of flower and fruit pulp began, and a clear stream surged into Wang Zhe's whole body, causing his pores to open, gradually immersed in a refreshing feeling, and his heart began to accelerate hematopoiesis, qi and blood surged, and the tired spirit was released and nourished at once.

Occasion!

The time to break free from the first shackles of the second spirit is just around the corner, even after breaking free, he is powerless to escape, but Wang Zhe still quickly stood up and practiced boxing, the ancient boxing method cooperated with the mysterious call to mobilize the whole body, and quickly absorbed the clear flow in the body.

Soon, the first shackles of the second spirit that was at the critical point broke free as a matter of course, and there was still room for strength, a strong residual force, to break free from it, anyway, it was better to break free from the second shackles of the second spirit in one go.

At this moment, Wang Zhecai realized that the flower and fruit pulp he ate just now was not simple, the petals were extraordinary flowers, the blood dragon fruit must also be the same, and the royal jelly was probably brewed by the queen bee picking the nectar of the strange flowers.

This clear stream that is comfortable, nourishing the spirit, and making the soul begin to transform is much more powerful than the essence blood of the intermediate fierce beast, and the essence blood of the fierce beast must be, this clear stream is like a woman who is as tender as water to slowly melt your body and mind little by little.

Wang Zhe was completely immersed in his fists and breathing, completely forgetting that the Elf King was on the side, forgetting whether his actions would offend or anger, of course, he was determined to die, offending or something, there was nothing to be afraid of.

Around, more and more delicate women gathered, and there were many pseudo-mother-like men, and at the same time, men bound by vines appeared, and their black hair proved that they were not dryads, but witches, witches from a certain tribe, all of them were well raised and strong.

"Girls, today is the Elf Festival, let's enjoy the carnival and enjoy it to the fullest, for the inheritance and continuation of the tribe. ”

The female dryads who were selected in advance rushed towards those witches one by one, and pounced, for this day, they endured for a long time, and the strong fragrance on their bodies made those witches lose their minds, leaving only the most primitive impulses.

The vines between the stakes were already full of admiring and envious dryads, and of course they were praying that these witches were strong enough to satisfy them once, even once.

Those pseudo-mother-like male dryads are naturally also the objects of the carnival, but the female dryads around them are fixed.

Except for the fixed female dryads, the rest of the female dryads can't be finger-touched, of course, if you have the ability to let the male dryads take the initiative against you, then it's no problem.

But the object of the male dryad's initiative is just like a legal husband and wife in the tribe, just a polygamy, but this kind of life that modern men dream of hugging left and right is extremely resistant to male dryads.

Adult male Dryads, at least five female Dryads, eighteen-year-old adults, once the female Dryads are pregnant, they will be temporarily replaced by new female Dryads, in order to get more female Dryads pregnant, to ensure that the tribe will not be wiped out, so few can live for more than ten years.

They don't need to do anything, the leg massage will serve you very thoughtfully, and the best things in the tribe are eaten every day, and the general spirit fruits, exotic flowers and plants, honey, and female dryads are basically difficult to eat, and even if there are, they will be left for male dryads to eat.

The seemingly crazy female dryad is actually a kind of helpless desolation.

If they don't, the race will perish, and the civilization that belongs to them will completely disappear from this world, and no one will even remember their strange human beings who coexist with flowers and trees.

The witches who are usually captured alive will also slowly squeeze them to increase the chance of pregnancy, and they are not as terrifying as Montenegro said, of course, witches who could have lived for forty or fifty or even sixty or seventy years are difficult to live here for five years.

Because they will not be restrained, unless they are about to be squeezed dry, otherwise, those female dryads who are alone, the instinct to conceive offspring, will drive them wildly.

More than thirty witches were restricted from movement by the vines, and each witch had a dozen, or even a dozen female dryads, waiting in line.

As for the dryads, they didn't join.

Witches are different from them after all, unless they have a strong bloodline, they would rather die of old age alone.

However, it is impossible to die of old age alone, because there are few male dryads.

The difference between a dryad and a dryad is the purity of the bloodline.

Half an hour, when Wang Zhe woke up after breaking free from the second shackle of the second spirit, he was dumbfounded after seeing everything around him, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva, so many female tree demons against one, and a large group of wolves staring at the side, even if there are ten kidneys, it is not enough.

At this time, some impatient female tree demons, seeing that Wang Zhe's strange behavior stopped and opened their eyes, rushed up, and at least forty female tree demons with peach blossom eyes sent spring waves, boldly spoke: "Queen, can you give us this sturdy male witch? We will definitely be able to give birth to powerful offspring for the tribe." ”

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