She had already arrived when the two arrived on horseback.

The elves don't have so many rules, and when they saw Ye Chuijin's elves saluting, the young elves also pestered her and asked her about things outside.

Ye Chuijin had already "seen" this elven city in the memory of the original owner, and he was a little mentally prepared for it, but after he really arrived here, Ye Chuijin still couldn't help but want to grab his chest and scream.

The elves are known for their beauty, and they don't look old even when they are old, so when they look at it like this, all they see are beautiful faces that can refresh the aesthetics of human society.

None of the elves, even the elves, are exceptionally beautiful.

Ye Chuijin is happy.

A little flower fairy made a wreath and secretly put it on her head.

Ye Chuijin smiled and thanked the little flower elf, and the little flower elf let out a frightened "ah", and then flew away with a red face.

When Mu Wuchong arrived, he saw her talking to the elves around her with a bright smile.

She has always been plain, and her face that can't see any expression is bright at this time, and the bright ones are a little dazzling.

It turned out that it was not that it would not be happy, but that it was because there was nothing to be happy about.

Now that she is back at home, she can naturally laugh heartily.

Just as Mu Wuchong's eyes were looking around with deep eyes, a gust of wind blew, and the elves who had been singing and dancing on the tree flew down, surrounding the elf tree in the middle, and saluted to the white temple.

The trees also rustled, and seemed to be greeting the white temple with the elves.

Mu Wuchong set his eyes on the temple.

The door of the temple finally opened at this time, and out of it came a fairie with white hair and silver eyes and a slender body.

The elf was neither old nor gender-recognizable, and was extremely handsome, dressed in an intricate and ornate robe, and carrying a green scepter in his hand.

The surrounding elves respectfully spoke: "King." ”

The Elf King raised his silver eyes like ice and snow, and looked at Mu Wuchong, there was no emotion in those eyes.

"Mori Yue, why are you inviting guests from afar here today?"

Sen Yue saluted and said in a loud voice: "King, the day before yesterday, this human killed the elf Miao Yue, and today I will bring him to you to dispose of." ”

Hearing this, not only the surrounding elves were stunned, but even Mu Wuchong himself was stunned.

Who is Miao Yue?

The Elf King's cold eyes looked at Mu Wuchong and nodded.

"Killing elves naturally requires repayment."

Mu Wuchong immediately retorted: "But I didn't kill any Miao Yue. ”

"Mori Yue said that if you kill you, you will definitely kill you!" An elf interjected, "Elves don't tell such lies." ”

Mori pursed his lips and smiled.

The scepter in the Elven King's hand lifted and slammed into the ground.

"Tomorrow, send this human to the altar to comfort Miao Yue."

The surrounding elves let out a cheer.

Mu Wuchong looked at the scene in front of him, and always felt a little disobedient.

The elves did not seem to be saddened by the death of their companions, and they cheered that the elven king had carried out the "righteous pronouncement".

But Sen Yue didn't give him a chance to continue thinking, he stretched out his hand and pushed Mu Wuchong into a room next to the temple.

After entering the wooden house, Mu Wuchong found that although the elven city was not big, it was quite complete, and even there were prison cells.