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All the elves watched this unexpected situation in amazement, and after Cheng Qianxun's feet touched the ground, he calmly reached out and took off the arrow suspended in mid-air.

While Seanhill breathed a sigh of relief, he smiled: "Finally missed once... Is there a thousand years? ”

The other elves laughed and said yes, apparently Seanhill's archery skills were also quite good.

Omrod, who was accompanying him, asked, "Cheng, do you try it too?" ”

"I have something very important." She didn't have any leisure and elegance, and she played with these elf royal nobles, and she was also straightforward: "I got an oracle, maybe things are not good, it's best for you to be prepared, say yes... The tree will wither. ”

Maybe others say that it doesn't have any effect, but these words come from the mouth of a very capable person, and they are completely different things.

As soon as the words came out, the elven lords were stunned for a moment, and then immediately exchanged their heads and whispered in a whisper. He also circled with Thernhill, the tallest of whom bowed his head solemnly and listened.

Finally, Thernhill raised her head, and as she turned, the other lords turned to face her.

"Cheng, the news you brought is really not good, I don't know where you got it." Seanhill remained calm for the time being.

Of course, she couldn't tell the whole story, and the reason was made up as early as when she came: "This is the ability of the Protoss, and sometimes it foresees something. Now that I know, it's bound to happen. ”

"And what kind of tree is it?" Seinhill didn't doubt it, after all, her ability was already beyond the imagination of the elves: "Is it the trees in the dense forest, or... ”

Seinhill raised his head, and all the elves raised their heads, and the place where they saw and where they were was a tree, a tree that was closely related to the lifeblood of the elves—the tree of nature.

"But it's impossible." A lord couldn't help it, this is really a big deal: "The tree of nature is so huge, nothing can shake it, it definitely won't." ”

His words naturally made the other lords approve one after another, the tree of nature is about the size of the universe, and if you can see this planet, you can see the tree. The canopy of the tree covers nearly half of the planet, which is hundreds of kilometers in diameter.

But she was not so optimistic, saying that she could not be shocked, but if there was an order from above to destroy the tree, she alone could do it. This is also what she fears, if the tree is really destroyed, the elves will not hate her to death.

After sighing slightly, he said, "I'm afraid it's all the trees." "It only said that the tree would wither, but it didn't say which one or how many.

This sentence made all the elves stunned again, if it was all the trees, it would be a real natural disaster. The elves are the elves in the end, and they have not lived in vain after living for so many years. If it were humans, they would have fried the pot a long time ago, crying and shouting, but they still remained calm and elegant, although their faces still showed panic that could not be hidden.

"What can make all the trees wither?" Don't say Sean Hill, she doesn't even know what it is.

The seeds of a tree of nature fall from the sky, and when the fruit of the tree of nature is ripe, its seeds will slowly fall like a giant dandelion seed. When it falls to the ground, it will not grow trees like natural trees, but will spawn a variety of trees.

The seeds are very beautiful when they fall, and when they are very numerous, they are even more beautiful than the cherry blossom rain. This bowl-sized hairy, white and flawless seed slowly floats down, attracting a lot of attention.

Seanhill stretched out a slender and powerful hand and caught the seed, a beauty that those who have seen it will never forget.

"How can there be seeds, it's only been fifteen days, and it's not time yet." As the Steward, Omrod remembers a few things very well, especially everything about the Tree of Nature. After thinking about it, I came to a conclusion: "It may be a late-maturing seed, or it is sticky relatively firmly, and it only falls now, and it usually falls in the middle of the night." ”

Seinhill raised his head and said in a meaningful elongated voice, "Really? ”

Everyone looked up ... One by one, the seeds of the natural tree like snowflakes fell from mid-air, and their eyes were full of white.

It rained heavily on the seeds outside. Standing at the window, Cheng Qianxun looked out, and some elves began to sweep the seeds that had been piled up on the surface of their feet.

Seinhill and the other lords behind him had been discussing for a while, and the seed rain that only drifted once a month had drifted half a month earlier. And the seeds generally float quite far away, still at night, not like now, when they begin to float in broad daylight.

The sound of horses' hooves came from far to near, and an elf who had gone out to inspect and inquire returned. Sure enough, the seeds were concentrated near the Jungle Castle, and there were far fewer of them.

"Could it be that the limit of the Tree of Nature is near?" A lord raised.

Everything in the world has a lifespan, and even the elves with a very long lifespan can't live for 10,000 years. Birth, old age, sickness and death are things that every race will experience. Seinhill is still quite sensible: "If this is the case, then the elves will live like humans at most." ”

The original lifespan of thousands of years has suddenly become less than a hundred years, of course I don't do it! A lord finally lost his composure: "Will we be like human beings, our faces are full of wrinkles in twenty or thirty years, and we are too old to walk in seventy or eighty years?" I don't want to do this, I can't let the tree of nature wither, you have to think of a way! ”

"This is a helpless thing, providence." Seanhill showed helplessness and was telling the truth.

"I'm going to go through the book and see if there's any way to resurrect the tree."

"yes, I'll go back, maybe I have it in my library." So the lords were leaving.

Good big seed rain, or seed snow. It's so beautiful~, Cheng Qianxun stretched out his hand and caught a seed that flew close from mid-air. Sensing something at this time, he turned his head and said, "I seem to know the reason." ”

As soon as Seinhill heard this, he immediately pulled the hem of his robe, moved his long legs, and walked over in a few steps.

She held the seed up: "Please take a closer look, Your Majesty, what is on the seed." ”

What's there? After a cursory look, Seinhill looked at her suspiciously, but seeing that she was so confident, he looked closely.

With the aura and carefulness of this elven clan, it will not fail to see. Sure enough, it didn't take long for Seanhill to find out: "There's dew on it." ”

Yes, the upper end of the seed, which is furry like a dandelion, is damp. She threw down what she was holding, reached out the window and took another one, and brought it into the room, and the plush on it was damp as well.

Fine droplets of water scattered on top of the seed plush.

"This... What is the reason? Seinhill's brow furrowed slightly, this phenomenon had never been seen before. He reached for one, and the result was the same. (To be continued.) )