Different from the lively and active on weekdays, the elf who had just recovered quietly nestled in Wang's arms and said nothing, making the white wolf bow his head.

In fact, if he hadn't agreed to take Little Jade to the Tree of Life to see the elf eggs today, Little Jade wouldn't have been hurt by Lance.

The location of the Tree of Life is the forbidden land of the elves, in the clan, only the elves and elves who rank among the elders, only know where the tree of life is, and other elves can see the tree of life when they are just born, and only when the soul returns in their lifetime, can they have the opportunity to reintegrate into the tree of life in the form of escaping spirits and wait for new life.

So in fact, a newborn elf like Little Jade, if there is no accident, will not have the opportunity to contact the Tree of Life at all.

However, firstly, Little Jade is the only student that Wang has received in his long life, and secondly, although Little Jade is still very weak, his long silver-white hair of the same color as Wang, as well as his excellent appearance since birth, make Bai even more sure that the little guy will become such a powerful elf in the future.

Bai even thought that maybe Little Jade would be the elf in the clan who took less time than Lance and could become one of the elders within a thousand years, and in the future, it was possible to take over his position as high priest and become the next elf closest to the king.

In this regard, as the contact with the little jadeite deepened, Bai became more and more affirmative.

So today, when Xiao Jade was curious to go to the Tree of Life to see the elf eggs, Bai would agree to come down so lightly.

Because in Bai's opinion, for Xiao Jade, who will one day become an emperor-level elf, the location of the Tree of Life is not a secret at all.

It's just that Bai never expected that Xiao Jade would become the very weak she is now because of her temporary soft-heartedness and carelessness.

In Bai's long life of thousands of years, he had never experienced such a strong sense of guilt, and for a while, he didn't even dare to look directly at Xiao Jade's eyes, which were much darker than before, and after receiving the king's order, he quickly left in a hurry.

Fei Yaran didn't care much about what Bai was thinking now, in fact, in the previous short period of less than an hour, the first time he experienced the painful experience of being threatened with death and being invaded by the cold in his bone marrow at any time had exhausted him, and even though his body had recovered a lot under the magic of the Elf King, his spirit still hadn't eased up.

Seeing that the frost on the elf's body had faded, the little goblin Al fluttered his little wings and touched the elf's cheek with a worried expression, "Lord Jade, are you feeling better?" ”

Fei Yaran raised his eyelids at Little Al, and didn't want to speak.

Little Al obviously misunderstood his actions, thinking that Fei Yaran was too weak to do this.

Seeing that half of the elf's body was soaked in blood, Xiao Al's eyes were red, and he asked the elf king with a wilt, "Master of the elf king, has Lord Jade lost too much blood?" If you look at his clothes, there is obviously a lot of blood, will it be okay? ”

As he spoke, little Al's voice was stained with a hint of crying.

Fei Yaran came back to his senses at this time, lowered his eyes and looked at the wolf bèi in his body, but at the corner of his eyes at the same time, the snow-colored robe of the elf king was also stained with a lot of blood, because he was holding him, he was suddenly shocked, and almost jumped up from the elf king's arms - he had not forgotten the elf king's cleanliness habit that was more than his turtle hair.

Seeing that the elf trembled fiercely in his arms, as if he wanted to struggle, his eyes stared directly at the hem of the blood-stained clothes, the elf king patted the elf's head soothingly, but the hand around the elf's body did not relax at all, and directly hugged the elf out of the chaise longue, and after giving Xiao Al a faint look of "okay", he took the elf all the way back to the elf's room.

As for the elven king's cleanliness, Fei Yaran had already had a deep understanding of the previous "Arsenal Incident".

So when the Elf King wore blood-stained clothes and carried him all the way back to the room, Fei Yaran was a little moved in his heart.

After entering the room, the elf king carried the elf to the hot spring pool and stood still.

Fei Yaran hugged the neck of the elf king and rubbed it quietly, and then he was put to the ground by the elf king without the slightest resistance, and took off the clothes stained with a large amount of blood on his body softly, and obediently jumped into the pool to soak.

Although the injuries and curses on his body had been healed, his body and nerves had been tense for too long, so that Fei Yaran had not recovered too much until now, and he had no strength in his body.

The big leaf Xiao Lu quietly supported the little master from below, before in the tree of life, because he ran to find the tree of life to exchange feelings, so when the little master was in danger, Xiao Lu did not protect the little master in the first time, which made Xiao Lu after that, also lost the liveliness of the past, and has been obediently following the little elf, if there are eyes, he has definitely shed a bubble of tears.

It just so happened that Fei Yaran didn't have the heart to deal with the sluggish little green now, and the honest appearance of the little guy matched Fei Yaran's thoughts.

There was a lot of blood on his body, and not long after soaking in the warm hot spring water, the water near Fei Yaran was dyed a faint pink, and with the flow of the spring water, it gradually became transparent again.

Fei Yaran's nerves gradually relaxed, he knew that the Elf King had not left, but had been watching him by the pool, but Fei Yaran really didn't have the heart to sell cuteness to the Elf King now, and he was so deadlocked for a while.

However, even though his body was young/toothy, and he walked the bird in front of the Elf King for a long time, Fei Yaran still felt a little uncomfortable.

Looking at the elf king's robe with a large amount of blood still standing, he felt that it was extremely eye-catching, and wanted the elf king to hurry back and change his clothes, so that he could have time to think about today's events.

But with such a big Buddha, he definitely can't drive people directly, so Fei Yaran can only cheer up, sit up from Xiao Lu, cross his calves, hold back a trace of pink on his pale face, and tilt his head to the elf king and say: "Teacher Anse, your clothes are stained by me, do you want to wash them too?" ”

With the elven king's cleanliness, Fei Yaran was almost certain that the other party would definitely show a look of disgust, and then immediately turn around and leave.

Although he already knew that in the elven race, the relationship between teacher and student was almost the same as that of human parents and children, and he also knew that he was the only student of the elf king, Fei Yaran never felt that his own existence would be very important to the elf king.

Perhaps because the life of the elves is too long, Fei Yaran has gradually noticed in these days that the emotional fluctuations of the elves are much weaker than those of humans, and as the elven king, Anse El, who has existed since the beginning of the world, is almost equivalent to the legendary elf king, Fei Yaran does not think that the other party will have any emotional fluctuations because of his newborn elves who have only been with him for a few days.

Fei Yaran had also wondered why the Elf King would take him as a student so lightly.

Maybe it's because he's the only elf born in the past thousand years, or maybe it's because of his special body shape that's different from other elves, or maybe the elf king has long been aware of what ulterior secrets he has in him, or it's just that he's just idle, and suddenly feels that life is too boring and wants to play and cultivate.

Fei Yaran had only lived for less than thirty years, and in the face of the elven king like an old goblin, he had no way to guess the other party's thoughts.

He didn't know the purpose of the Elf King taking him with him, but his original intention of holding the Elf King's thigh was just to gain a foothold in this unknown world, so he wouldn't have too many expectations for the Elf King.

Fei Yaran knew very well that even though he was now dressed in a layer of elves, his essence and even his bones were still the earth's human beings in the twenty-first century.

Even his future in this world has long been systematically planned, and he is destined to stand on the side of mankind.

So although he can usually sell cute and roll around in front of the elf king, in the bottom of his heart, Fei Yaran doesn't want to have too much trouble with the elf king.

Fei Yaran understands himself, he is too emotional, so if he is destined to stand on the side of humans as an elf in the future, he can't have too much to do with elves, especially this elf king who has a fatal attraction to him from the first time he sees him.

Fei Yaran couldn't refuse a beauty like the Elf King who transcended the gender race of the times, so he could only hope that the Elf King would take the initiative to stay away from him.

Therefore, for a guy like the Elf King who has an excessive cleanliness index, and takes the initiative to invite him to strip naked in front of him, or even share a bath with himself, the other party will definitely not even think about it, and will immediately refuse.

That's actually fine.

Trying his best to ignore the reluctance in his heart, Fei Yaran lowered his eyes and looked at the misty bath in front of him.

Only if the Elf King has maintained such a lukewarm attitude can he let himself stick to his heart.

He persuaded himself in his heart, but in the next second, Fei Yaran's eyes suddenly widened in the sound of grinding cloth from the shore.

Something soft slipped to the edge of the pool, Fei Yaran stared, looking at the familiar gold-trimmed blood-stained fabric, and at the bare white ankles and smooth and white calves like jade, and at the body that was gradually submerging into the water like the most perfect masterpiece of the gods, and his nose was hot, and finally he turned his head wolfly, and did not dare to look over there again.

The little hand secretly touched his nose, but fortunately there was no nosebleed, and Fei Yaran couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and was sent to the elf king by Xiao Lu like a ginseng fruit.

The elf king, who was leaning on the edge of the spring pool, easily took the elf who had been keeping his head down and didn't know what he was thinking into his arms.

Fei Yaran's whole body froze.

In his previous life, he had lived for so many years, except when he was a child when he was helped by his parents to take a bath, Fei Yaran had never been so close to anyone. Although it was not without beauty that had stripped naked and dedicated, Fei Yaran, who was familiar with the chaos of the fashion circle, had never touched a finger of those people.

His appreciation of beauties has always been limited to Cheng Dù, who has always been insensitive to dragging those beauties to bed.

Unexpectedly, the bottom line of discipline that has been retained for so many years has not been long after it was worn to another world, and it was broken by such a beautiful beauty who is out of the sky.

His face was flushed and he was held in the arms of the Elf King, and Fei Yaran, who was usually very thick-skinned, was so embarrassed that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet for a while.

Sensing the stiffness of the elf, the elf king, who was also in such close contact with a living creature for the first time, groaned slightly, then stretched out his hand and stroked the elf's tense back.

This little thing was obviously quite frightened today, otherwise it wouldn't have slowed down until now.

Thinking so in his heart, the elf king rarely gave birth to a trace of patience, and his movements gently soothed the little thing in his arms.

The elf's skin was very good, a small lump, warm and soft against the elf king's chest, fragile and vulnerable, as if a single finger could make him lose his life.

Thinking of the appearance of the elf covered in frost when Bai brought the elf to see him before, the elf king frowned invisibly, his fingers slid lightly in the air behind the elf, and in the air where there was originally only water mist, a black space gap silently appeared.

Taking out a cup of the elf's usual * juice from the space, the elf king thought about it, but still warmed the juice, and then slightly released the elf and handed the juice to the elf's mouth.

As soon as the strength on his waist loosened, Fei Yaran reflexively wanted to jump out of the Elf King's arms.

At this time, Nima was still thinking about what he was almost killed by the Lance snake essence disease, Fei Yaran only knew that in front of the beauty of the elf king Chi Guoguo, the CPU of his brain was about to burn out, and the phantom limbs were almost hard, and he just wanted to find a place to calm down.

Who knew that before he could jump out, he was restrained by the elf king on the lower abdomen, behind him was the elf king's bent knees, and in front of him was the elf king's snow-colored chest, and the whole person was trapped in the elf king's arms in a semi-encircled structure, unless he could fly out from above, he couldn't move at all.

Fei Yaran, who wiped his face fiercely and his brain was about to knot, had to raise his head and look at the elf king who didn't seem to know his charm at all, so he almost knelt down and begged to be let go.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his head was raised, a cup steaming with the aroma of milk was delivered to his mouth.

Fei Yaran looked at the cup that suddenly appeared in front of him in a daze, and had no idea how this thing appeared, and when he looked up at the white palm like a jade carving along the edge of the cup, he saw the elf king's emerald green eyes that were stained by the hot spring water for the first time and were plated with a layer of warmth.

Seeing that the elf was only staring at the cup and had no movement at all, the elf king simply pressed the cup to the elf's lips and said lightly, "Open your mouth".

Fei Yaran reflexively opened his lips slightly, and the slightly hot * juice was fed into his mouth along the rim of the cup, spreading from his throat all the way to his stomach, making the internal organs that had been tortured by the cold breath before glow with a sense of warmth.

The little hand unconsciously hugged the cup, and when Fei Yaran finally drank the whole glass of juice, he was finally much more energetic and relaxed.

Seeing that the Elf King put the cup on the edge of the pool, Fei Yaran, who had been making trouble for a long time, finally scratched his head, looked at his five-short figure, and finally gave up on himself and spread himself on the Elf King's chest and pretended to be dead - anyway, with his current infant size, he couldn't do anything, so he still took advantage of the opportunity for the Elf King to comfort him when he was injured, and just take advantage of the welfare of the Elf King, after all, after this village, who knows if there will be a chance to take a bath with the Elf King in this life?

Yes, Fei Yaran knew very well that the Elven King's many actions and closeness were to appease him.

Although the Elf King didn't say anything, it can be seen from the punishment he gave to Lance before, and the fact that he didn't dislike himself for soiling his clothes and taking a bath with him, that this proud and clean-skinned Elf King was appeasing him with a somewhat out-of-control feeling.

This kind of silent companionship, compared to Bai self-reproaching eyes, compared to Xiao Al's anxious inquiry, is obviously easier for Fei Yaran to accept.

Leaning on the elf king's chest and listening to the steady heartbeat in his ears, Fei Yaran inexplicably gave birth to a familiar feeling in his heart, déjà vu, as if he had been wronged outside when he was a child, and was comforted by his father in his arms when he returned home.

Embarrassed by his thoughts, although the relationship between the elf teacher and the student was similar to that of parent-child, but he was an adult in his bones after all, although at the age of the elf king, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was his ancestor, but looking at the elf king's handsome face that did not show any traces of time, Fei Yaran suddenly felt a pain in his heart.

Obviously, I don't want to get closer and closer to the Elf King, and I don't want to invest too much emotion.

Obviously, as long as the Elf King takes the initiative to stay away from him, it will be fine.

In the mist of water, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Fei Yaran's lips - because he didn't have the courage to take the initiative to push the Elf King away.

Wanting to hug someone's thigh, and wanting to stand on the side of humanity without the slightest sense of guilt in the future, Fei Yaran suddenly felt that he seemed to have thought things too simple before.

In less than a month, he was a little reluctant to be the Elf King.

Then, maybe in the future, he can find a way to find a balance between elves and humans.

But until then—

Wrinkled his nose and rubbed on the Elf King's chest, and the comfort between the skin friction seemed to be about to merge, so that Fei Yaran couldn't help but snort twice, from the time he was pumped by Lance, he quickly swelled in the bottom of his heart, and finally spit it out, "Teacher Anse, I want to learn martial arts." ”

"Huh?" The Elven King also recovered from his momentary distraction and let out a short inquiry.

"I don't want to be passive when I encounter a similar situation in the future, and besides, after all, I am a student of Mr. Anse, and if the student is too weak, I will lose Mr. Anse's face." Speaking seriously about the thoughts in his heart, Fei Yaran leaned against the neck of the elf king, his dark red eyes drooped slightly, and a scorching flame burned all the way from the bottom of his heart to his head like a spark.

Fei Yaran admitted that the incident of almost being pumped to death by Lance actually stimulated him a lot.

Although he always knew that he had entered a different world that was completely different from the earth, after all, he had lived in a peaceful world for nearly thirty years, and he would never encounter the danger of being assassinated and attacked by others, so that even if he came here, even if he was threatened by the system to "obliterate" him, even if he knew that he would be opposed to the most dangerous demon race in the future, and might even face all kinds of unknown dangers, but that was only a literal understanding in his mind.

The appearance of the cub has allowed him to be treated and protected since he came to this world, and the thigh of the elf king and the slow pace of elven life also gave him a trace of escape in his heart, and the time limit of a hundred years to adapt to the life of the elves given by the system also made him feel that the time was too long after living for less than thirty years, and he still had enough time to grow.

But obviously, Lance's whip today completely shattered the dream of a hanging garden in Fei Yaran's heart.

Fei Yaran was almost certain that if it weren't for the system, if it wasn't for Bai sending himself to the Elf King in time, then no matter how much he took the gold sore medicine, he would still be able to die in the end.

In the game, the price of death is nothing more than dropping the durability of the equipment, and choosing to return to the camp to resurrect or resurrect in place, but now after all, it is not in the game, and if you are injured, it will bleed and hurt, and even die, Fei Yaran does not dare to risk her life at all.

So sure enough, it's still too weak.

Looking at his soft limbs like lotus roots, his mind has always been peaceful, and Fei Yaran, who has never liked competition, has a rare obsession in his heart that he wants to become strong so that no one can hurt him in the slightest.

Finding the aura of the elf's body quietly changing in his arms, the elf king's eyes finally gave birth to a faint interest, rubbed the elf's soft and obedient long hair, and agreed to his request to become stronger.

After all, he is actually looking forward to what this elf who was born for thousands of years will grow into in the future.