The divine spring of the elven realm was swallowed, and there was no reaction. Everything is normal all over the body, and there is no aura or energy crown gained.

Just feel it, the whole body stretches. It's as if every pore that was originally closed is fully opened, and I can breathe freely, which is extremely pleasant.

"The Divine Fountain will give the drinker the power to heal himself." Shantier laughed.

"Possess the ability to heal itself..."

Finally, labor and management can be regarded as people with self-healing factors...

Self-healing, the most practical ability in the United States, was inadvertently obtained in a foreign land?

Even if it does not heal itself, Luo Yang's body has a metabolism far above the human limit and has a strong recovery power.

Now, he has directly received the gift of the elves and has the ability to heal himself. In the future, Royan does not need to borrow the Holy Light or the Watchman's summoning system to complete the body's self-recovery.

(However, Royan does not possess the full power of the Light.) I have already mastered the elemental power of the mage and the spiritual energy of the Templar, and then I have the power of the holy light that defies the sky in the demonic beast, and it is really explosive. The power system can't stand so many powerful systems... ）

Shantil added, "Only the people of Alfheim, or mortals of the Eight Kingdoms, can drink this special ability. ”

Luo Yang pondered, "This kind of spring water is meaningless to the Aesir Divine Clan. ”

"For the people of the Protoss, the Divine Spirit Sweet Spring has the effect of washing the body at most." Shantier said.

Washing the body... Doesn't that mean detoxification?

Royan put the bowl back on the well. "Miss Shantil Silvermoon. Take me for a walk around the neighborhood. ”

"You like the view?" Shantil's jade finger rested on her lips and smiled.

"That's right. Each place in the Nine Kingdoms has a special and magnificent landscape. In my opinion, Alfheim has a lot of similarities with Earth, except that the daylight is slightly stronger. ”

Shantil took Royan's hand and led him out of the enclosed area of the Divine Fountain to the nearby plains.

In the heart of the plain is a royal garden. Around the garden, dozens of towering canopy trees are planted...

Shantil took Luo Yang's hand, her jade legs, which were almost one and a half meters long, shuttling between the fresh and gentle green grass. The green grass brushed her snow-white skin.

Laughter, swallow language, refreshing plant scent, unique aroma of elves...

In the sun, Shantil is incredibly beautiful. In a trance, Luo Yang was already confused by the beautiful scenery in front of him, and he couldn't tell where this was.

Shantil and Royan ran and chased after each other.

The elf girl tugged at Luo Yang's heartstrings, her teasing, but it seemed so natural and so pure.

On the grasslands of this elven country, Luo Yang has left unforgettable memories...

After a long period of playing, Shantil finally got a little tired and collapsed in the grass. Collapsed in the shade of a giant canopy tree.

Shantil looked at Luo Yang, who was sweating profusely and had a violent heartbeat: "Rest for a while, Luo... He. ”

Royan walked in a stumbling footpath, swaying his body, and then sat cross-legged beside Shantil.

Poof, poof...

Instead of slowing down with rest, my heart rate became more intense.

Shantil looked at the sky and asked, "Roy, are you the child of prophecy?" ”

Children of Prophecy?

"What do you mean? I don't know what the story of the Prophecy Child. ”

Shantil smiled:

"I've heard the Empress say that. A legend. ”

"—Rumored to be the son of prophecy of the Nine Kingdoms, wielding a weapon made by Odin, a warrior who will end the twilight of the gods and avoid all destruction."

What the heck...

A weapon crafted by Odin to end the twilight of the gods...

Thor holds Mjölnir, Steve holds the Sword of Grammer, and Royan has the Purification Blade himself.

All three could be the children of prophecy??!

To be honest, Royan didn't want to do anything Qiu Senwan (chosen_one: the chosen one).

Generally, the chosen one, the child of prophecy, will not end well.

The Ancient One called himself the Chosen One. Now, Shantil has come up with another speculation about the Child of Prophecy.

If fate is really to be imposed on him, then Luo Yang can only face fate.

Ordinary people are at the mercy of fate, but the strong can control their lives and futures.

Voltaire once said: "There is no such thing as fate, everything is nothing but a test, punishment or compensation. 】

"Someone once said that I was the chosen one." Royan looked into Shantil's eyes, "If I were also the Child of Prophecy, I would do everything in my power to put an end to Ragnarok." Just as you protect Alfheim, I will do my best to defend the planet. ”

Shantil smiled silently, just resting her head on Royan's shoulder.

From Luo Yang's point of view, her beautiful facial features, slender elf ears, and fair and clear skin are close in front of her.

Her slender jade hands caressed Luo Yang's arm muscles, and under the thin white gauze skirt, beautiful legs were about to come out.

The burning lust in his heart, the strong hormone secretion, and the body fragrance emanating from Shantil's body...

If you can still restrain your desires at this time, you can probably only be a saint.

Luo Yang, he has achieved a lot in the career he loves. At the same time, he is also the leader of the mysterious defenders and the Avengers. It has become a mysterious idol in the minds of countless earthlings.

After all, he was just a mortal, a lucky ordinary boy.

He pulled the elf girl into his arms.

And Shantil's eyes sparkled, and there was no refusal, but stuck to Luo Yang's body and untied his clothes.

Then, Royan's rough hands gently caressed the elf's skin. The palm of the hand touches a layer of smooth skin, which is firm and delicate. Luo Yang's hand roamed all over her body in the sweat, and she could barely grasp any part...

The two lips intersected and hugged each other tightly.

Luo Yang closed his eyes and fully experienced this dream-like embrace...

...................

Five hours later.

In the shade of a tree.

Shantil still seemed unsatisfied, but Royan was too tired to continue.

Five hours... Even the scorching sun in Alfheim was finally starting to dim into the night.

"Sure enough, you're going to be 'awesome.'"

"What do you mean?"

"You should feel it yourself, right? Are you still asking me? ”

Then again, such a protracted battle for such a long time... Really drunk too. It's clear that I've been abstinent for a long time, how can I be so unreasonable?

"The influence of the Divine Fountain is all-encompassing." Shantil's face flushed slightly, and she whispered.

Elf girls who are over 100 years old are not stupid... Half of it is to be obsessed, and half is to use oneself to satisfy the desire for shame.

Luo Yang lowered his head, he seemed to be like the virgin Jim in "American Pie", who was used by the heroine Michelle? Is that so?

Just as he was frustrated, Shantil suddenly pounced on him again.

"It's not over yet, my warrior." Shantil. Yinyue's jade hand rested on the trapezius muscle behind Luo Yang's back, lowered his head, and kissed him again.