When the Ozmanda Empire was just beginning to establish itself in the universe, hundreds of elven ancestors began to look for ways to get along with the major races. Some of the elves www.biquge.info Pen Fun Pavilion are attracted by the colorful city life of Ozmanda, and take the initiative to socialize with people of other races. Most of the elves still stick to their traditions and live their lives in the isolated elven forest.

And some of these elves who yearn for a prosperous life in the city but don't have the courage to leave the elven forest have found a way to weigh the two, the tree elves. These elves think that since they can't adapt to the ideas of other races, then let other races adapt to their habits.

At first, this innovative business model was only available in one or two cities. However, as more and more people discovered that enjoying a drink in the Dryad Bar could easily relieve the stress of their backlog of a day, the Dryad Bar began to become popular throughout the universe.

In the western part of the Truth Academy, one of the most famous tree elves is the Wind Chaser.

The reason why this shop is famous is not only because of the delicate face of the female elf inside, but also because of the miraculous concoction technique of the elf bartender.

Hell Nightmare galloped all the way, and when it reached the edge of the tree elf bar in Xicheng District, he could see the trees outside the window growing lushly, and the vigorous wood-based magic elements made Xu Mo sneeze in the car.

"Oh, haven't you gotten to that tree elf yet. I can feel the rich magical energy of the wood! Xu Mo opened the window and felt the natural breeze blowing his bangs, the gentle wood energy seemed to be a warm pool of water, making every cell in Xu Mo's body feel very comfortable.

"Oh, really?" Marven asked.

"I feel a little cooler!" Green laughed.

Rodney leaned his head against the window and did not speak.

The purple smoke of the magic crystal car left a scorched black trace of fireworks on the bluestone-paved road, and as the trail grew longer and longer, the four of them finally saw the famous tree elf in front of their eyes.

"Whew, it's finally here!" Green jumped out of the car and stretched.

At this moment, the sun has set in the west, and a bright moon has just revealed half of its delicate body from the sky, and the soft moonlight seems to be attracted by the rich wood magic energy, spreading the silver brilliance on the verdant vegetation, including the huge ancient tree in front of which seems to be a building.

"Wow! I'm afraid this elven tree will be tens of thousands of years old! The elves can convince such an old creature to pull out the roots from the soil and take root in the bustling city! The Wind Chaser Tree Elve, as it really is, lives up to its name. As soon as Rodney got out of the car, he ran to the edge of the elven tree and carefully touched his hand on the elven tree.

"This pattern, it seems that this is still an elven tree that has awakened its talent!" Rodney's excited voice reached Xu Mo's ears, causing him to smile. This rich second generation, who has countless magical botanical gardens at home, actually has such a deep study of plants, and even the rare elven tree species can be clearly called out of the details.

"Ah...... Aristocratic puzzles. Marven took a breath, the air seemed to be a little wet, which made his perception of the blood around him a little problematic, and he couldn't even feel Green's fast heartbeat.

"Let me think about it, the most hated race of these evil freaks who came out of the deep mountains and old forests is nothing more than bloodthirsty and brutal orcs." Green touched his chin with his hand, lowered his head, and pretended to be in deep thought.

"Of course, there are also some elves who are particularly racist and even look down on the blood clan!" Rodney glanced at Marven on the side and added with a grin.

"Cut, our bloodline is much more elegant than the elves who eat with their hands!" Marven said angrily.

"That's a lot of racism! I think the mages in the Ozmanda Race Office should talk to the elves, they should think that they and the orcs are a loving family. Xu Mo stepped out of the car door and added with a smile.

"Poof! How dare you think about it! If you let those elves who think highly of themselves love each other with orcs, it is estimated that they will kill themselves in front of you in no time! Green smiled from ear to ear, and hammered his hand on the elven tree.

"Look, what's over there!"

Marven suddenly shouted.

Looking in the direction of his finger, Xu Mo's eyes flashed at first, and a bright moon made him a little unable to open his eyes, but soon his eyes were attracted by a black back.

The tall figure looks a little slender against the bright moonlight, giving people a sense of gentleness. However, as a headband on the head of the slender back moved in the air, a heroic feeling swept through Xu Mo's mind again.

"This person is so strange." Xu Mo muttered.

"It must be a handsome elf." Marven's eyes looked a little confused in the bright moonlight, and his hands were stretched out in the air, as if he wanted to embrace those ethereal silver moonlight into his arms.

"He's gone!" Marven said.

"He must have jumped into the Tree Elf Bar, it's weird, what are you doing running under the moon at night." Rodney seemed less interested in the back of the roof above, and he was a little more interested in the ancient elven tree at hand, feeling the wrinkles of the bark with his hands.

"Get in, get in! I can't wait to see what this elf looks like, and I haven't been so excited about even having a succubus in my bed. Green couldn't wait to walk to the door, his hands carefully searching the side.

"Boom!"

Green threw a high-grade magic crystal on the ground, making a crisp sound.

In the soil beside the gate, countless tiny vines suddenly grew, flexibly burrowing out the dark soil, forming a small green hand. This little hand was soft as if it was a newborn baby, and mischievously held the magic crystal in his hand.

"Hey, hey! Take it, remember to open the door for us when you take it. Green clasped his hands together and rubbed his hands under him.

Hearing Green's agreement, the little hand quickly clenched the magic crystal, and then burrowed into the soil at once, as if carefully placed the precious magic crystal, the little hand came out again, grew to the edge of the wooden door, and knocked on the door very smartly.

"Ding-dong."

"Crunch."

A small crack was recorded in the wooden door.

"Haha! Come in, get in! Green smiled: "I don't care about his aristocratic puzzles!" Money can make ghosts grind, and money can make trees open doors! Even elves can't resist the charm of money! ”

"I really don't understand what the use of those people who have been cultivating magic hard!"

"In the end, it's not like you want to work for a local tyrant like us, haha!"