"Ireland, you're going to give me an explanation!"

"Woo, Daddy, I'm hungry!"

Universal Dao glared at the will of the Irish plane with a deceived and annoyed gaze, and the grass-like plant on the door of his head was being pulled by the teeth of a small man who flapped his membranous wings. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Ireland was really at a loss, and he looked at his round face with amusement, and there was an indescribable calmness in his tone: "Explain what?"

"Tell me, is this little thing a normal elf king?" Wanxiang grinned, looking like you don't think I'm an idiot.

"Hehe, of course the elven king who was conceived with the help of the Tree of Life is not so thin, but this elf is?" Ireland sneered, and he was also unhappy with the questioning of the Wanxiang Dao classmate, as if he deliberately deceived him.

Wanxiang Dao choked, opened his mouth to say something but found that he had nothing to say. Everything in the ideal is imagined by itself, and Ireland did not say what the elf king must be like before.

It turned out that when the elf fruit was about to fail to conceive due to lack of energy, the transparent sphere thrown by the universal path was its own unique transformation origin, which was composed of its own blue water magic, white fighting energy and red demonic energy, and reverse decomposition would cause a large-scale riot of heaven and earth energy.

It can be said that the gestation of the elf fruit was declared different from the previous gestation when he used his transformation origin to help. It's just that Wanxiang Dao doesn't want to admit it, after all, the elf king who gave up his life will be a pocket version of a small thing!

"That's right, you'd better have an awareness first, this elf may not be the elf king of the past except for being small, because without the baptism of the tree of life, the blood of the strongest elf god, the elf clan of the extreme northern forest will not recognize its identity!" Ireland once again stuck a knife in the heart of Wanxiang Dao, and in the end, he was even embarrassed.

Yes, without the baptism of the Tree of Life and the constraints of the heart and blood of the strongest elven god, it is difficult for the elven clan to be sure of the loyalty of this "elven king". In other words, the precious resources held by the elves have not been tested by them, let alone considered to be provided to this elf.

Wanxiang smiled bitterly, and gently pinched the elf's membranous wings from his hair and put them on the palm of his hand: "That is, this guy is right to call me dad, right?!"

Ireland nodded but did not refute his ridiculous statement, after all, there is a universal fighting spirit, magic and demonic energy in the little guy's body.

"Dad, I'm so hungry!"

Wan Xiangdao looked sympathetically at the little bee-sized person he pinched between his fingers, and he asked with curiosity, "Okay, tell me what you want to eat?"

"Wow, wow, wow, woo, woo!"

The villain in a white petal dress looked at Wanxiangdao's insincere actions, and she began to wipe her eyes and cry.

Looking at the little guy's pouting mouth and willful temper, Wanxiang Dao really wanted to strangle her to death: Your father is not an elf, the devil knows what you can eat?

Soon, Wan Xiangdao looked at her pear blossoms and rain, and her heart was inexplicably soft when she was infinitely aggrieved, so she had to gently touch her head and comforted her softly, "Okay, Dad will find you something to eat!"

Ireland was stunned for a moment, he really didn't expect that Universal Dao would have to give his own idea, and a wry smile and shame appeared: "Bambats, I haven't raised elves!"

Universal Dao looked at Ireland with disappointment. What are you kidding, you've been the plane of this continent for so long, and you're really embarrassed to say that you don't have a copy of the Elf Parenting Guide in your hand?

Finally, Universal Dao made a historic move on the Irish plane, using a large handful of White Rabbit Milk Candy to start feeding elves!

Watching the little guy sitting in the palm of the gimbal classmate, tearing the rabbit-like candy paper with his little hands and nibbling on the candy cube that was about the same size as himself, Ireland had an urge to hold his forehead and want to die!

Well, she's not going to be the first elf king in history to be poisoned by chemical additives!

Fortunately, Ireland's worries did not come true, and after the little guy finished eating two pieces of white rabbit toffee, she fluttered her membranous wings and flew around in a circle a few times, and finally hovered quietly in the air, stretching out her white little hands as thin as matchsticks: "Dad, I still want to eat!"

Wan Xiangdao's face darkened suddenly, and he didn't want to refuse her request. Jokes, I don't know if children eat too much sugar and their teeth are easy to spoil.

After the elf's request for candy was refused, he flew around the air a few times in a sullen manner, and then without saying a word, he pulled off the black hair of the universal road and roosted against the plant.

Ireland looked at the gimbal and looked very uncomfortable as a first-time father, and suddenly thought of something important: "Bambates, what about this elf name?"

Wanxiang Dao was thinking nonsense, but when he heard this stubble in Ireland, he blurted out: "Angel!"

Ireland glanced thoughtfully at the gimbal and looked at the ground in a daze, it seems that this little Bugatti princess is still unforgettable in his heart.

After some rectification, Wanxiang frowned and looked at the messy canyon before leaving, and he always felt that he had overlooked something important.

"Oh no! ”

Wanxiang Dao suddenly woke up and patted his head, he finally knew what he had forgotten. So he hurried in a certain direction, picked up a small shovel and began to dig earth-shatteringly.

It turned out that Universal Dao had put it aside when he was handling Eve's body. Later, he was distracted by a series of things, if he hadn't made sure if he had missed anything before leaving, Qintian Little Pig would not have been able to avoid a tragedy!

Woo, it's not going to die, is it??

When Wanxiang Dao was crying and digging through layers of soil, a little white pig that did not move was lying there quietly.

"Woo! Qintian piggy, I'm sorry!"

"Smack!"

Wanxiang Dao, who was crying, was slapped hard by the little white pig who jumped up, and the little pig scolded Wanxiang Dao with a puffed face: "Okay, your surname is Wan, you want to bury me alive if you don't see me for a few days!"

Wan Xiang Dao looked at the unhappy Qintian piggy with tears in his smile, and felt that his gloomy sky suddenly brightened: "Qintian piggy, it turns out that you are not dead!"

Qintian Little Pig frowned and looked at Wanxiang Dao, who was kneeling in the dirt in front of him, and waved his hand arrogantly: "Go, you will die!

Wanxiang Dao was not annoyed when he heard this, but looked at it with a smile and said mysteriously: "Qintian little pig, are you ready for a red envelope?"

When Qintian Little Pig heard this, his mind was full of question marks, and he looked at Wanxiang with a suspicious face and said, "What's the matter?

"No! you're going to give my daughter New Year's money!!"

"you! You don't even have a wife, where is the daughter?"

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