It feels as ridiculous as flowers blooming on bare stones. Asban glared at Xu Zheng and said, "Do you believe me when I said I jumped out of the stone?"

"Letter. It is said that there was a stone monkey that jumped out of a stone in the past. ”

Asban couldn't stand it and said, "It's a regular time to talk to you!"

Xu Zheng said with a serious face: "I was really born." ”

Asban's mouth opened wide: "Uh...... Really?"

Xu Zheng nodded and snickered, pulling open his shirt to let Asban see the mark left by the heart of the tree man on his chest. After a long time of not seeing each other, the mark has grown in color, and now it emits the silvery-green glow of Scarbour, imprinted on the skin, shining with the waves, as if it were alive.

Aska's eyes immediately straightened, he jumped over, stretched out his fingers and wiped the marks on Xu Zheng's chest with saliva, and stuttered: "My daughter...... Yes...... God! It is really the mark of the heart of the treeman, and it has already awakened! Why can you have such a precious thing? and give birth to the seed of the treeman...... What kind of human are you?"

The sudden outburst of foul language made Xu Zheng stupid for a while, and the noble and elegant image of the elves was once again subverted by Asban.

"I say, why don't you look like an elf at all? It's like plucking the feathers of a swan. ”

Asban looked at Xu Zheng uncertainly, and replied: "I don't look like a human when I look at you!"

Xu Zheng was immediately silent. To be honest, he couldn't figure out what he was now. Not to mention being reborn, he was planted by George with the heart of a tree man, and he still has the aura of sacrificial beast ceremony, God knows what kind of monster he is. Maybe like this elf child, he is also a thousand-year-old demon or something.

Hearing Xu Zheng's call, more than a dozen of the little tree people ran out, ran over with their feet out, surrounded Xu Zheng and pulled out of joy, and touched Xu Zheng with branches and leaves from time to time.

The letter that came to me was full of admiration, joy, satisfaction with the free and easy life now, and gratitude to Xu Zheng.

When Xu Zheng received all this, he couldn't help but smile and said, "It's good to like here." I also bless you, hehe, my most capable gardener. ”

The tree people laughed softly, saying that planting was the interest of the tree people, and it was too simple to take care of the food in the field, and there was no need for so many tree people, many of whom went out to hang out.

Xu Zheng counted a little, there were only about thirty here, and the rest didn't know where they went. In this way, it is 100% the fault of Orson, the godfather of the masses, who taught the tree people badly a while ago. The quiet tree people are becoming more and more active, and those who practice their fists and feet and learn swordsmanship are just that, and it is not a safe thing to run around the mountains like now.

"Where did they go?" asked Xu Zheng. The Treants were so horrific that he feared for their safety.

The tree people raised their arms, some pointing to the east, some to the west, and some to the south and north, and the branches and leaves shook for a while. When Xu Zheng saw it, his head was as big as a fight. Well, there are ...... in all directions The mountains are full of wilderness.

"George Eleven." ”

A very short tree man came running and stood still in front of Xu Zheng.

"No. 11?" was so short, Xu Zheng remembered him.

George Eleven grabbed Xu Zheng and smiled. Such a short sapling looks particularly interesting.

Xu Zheng said with a smile: "Okay, from today onwards, I will officially appoint you as the captain of the tree man, and your duty is to help me take care of these little saplings, no matter which one sneaks away to an unsafe place, they will all be caught." ”

George Eleven agreed with a smile and reached out to touch Xu Zheng.

"What? where is the unsafe place? The area from the manor is full of unsafe places. Xu Zheng said.

Touching Xu Zheng again, George 11 said that he had received Xu Zheng's reply, but the concept of the manor's boundaries was still very vague.

Asban watched Xu Zheng communicate with Xiao Shuren with envy, and said with a jealous expression: "I'm still an elf, why don't you talk to me?"

Xu Zheng turned his head to look at him, the expression on his face now was quite real, and he was like a little kid. Looking back, I also think it's funny, it's just a little kid, even if it's fine, it's just a little kid, what do you care about him?

Pulled over George Eleven and said with a smile: "Go, get close to him." This little imp is called Aska, and he belongs to the elven race, and you are both descendants of nature, so you should be close relatives. ”

Asban frowned and said, "Don't call me a little ghost, elves and treants are not close relatives...... Before the words were finished, the branches and leaves of George Eleven had already touched Ascar. Askar immediately stopped talking, a shocked expression on his face.

At that moment, the little ghost's face showed an inexplicable look of emotion, and he said with a trembling mouth: "It's really the tree people." Is...... Long time gone, my old friends!"

The little ghost's eyes were wet, and for a moment, Xu Zheng thought that he had seen it wrong, and the little ghost's eyes turned out to be very vicissitudes.

Asban stopped talking, tilted his head slightly, and maintained contact with the treants. And the branches and leaves of George 11 also stuck to Asban's body for a long time, and he never left.

A sense of absurdity rose in Xu Zheng's heart, this scene looked quite like an elf and a tree man were talking for a long time.

What's the point of a little sapling and an elf imp to talk about?

Before the feeling could continue to spread, Asban and George Eleven had already arrived. The little sapling snuggled up to Xu Zheng affectionately, as if he still regarded Xu Zheng as the closest person.

Xu Zheng's doubts were blown away by this intimate feeling, and he told the little sapling to take his brother well, not to do this, not to say a lot of things like that, to live like a nagging hen.

Asban watched from the side, the smile on his lips grew bigger and bigger, and finally formed a sincere smile, looking at Xu Zheng and Shuren gently.

"What are you laughing at?" Xu Zheng looked at Asban angrily, and was very concerned about the very tolerant smile on his face. It reminded him of Forrester and Garcia, two old mentors who always had that smile when he got into trouble.

Hell, is it a mistake? It seems that it is himself and not this little ghost who should be smiling like this.

The smile on Asban's face faded, revealing a very indebted expression, and he said-for-tat: "It's your business!"

Wow! This damn kid is so smoking!

Xu Zheng rolled up his clothes and was about to fight, but Asban's monster screamed, his body shook, and he rushed forward.

Xu Zheng was stunned, this little ghost's body was erratic and traceless, every time his footsteps touched the ground, he immediately changed direction and turned, and he burst out from unexpected angles irregularly, which was actually a very clever body style. The overall feeling is that this kind of body is closely intertwined with the elves' archery raids in the dense forest, rich in treacherous ways, strange, and unexpected styles, and faintly elegant and dusty style, which is really excellent.

The origin of the little ghost is really not simple! Xu Zheng smiled, and the Heavenly Dao Technique under his feet was activated, and he chased after him.

Asban ran for a while, but he didn't notice Xu Zheng chasing him, he was slightly puzzled in his heart, and stopped and looked back. At a glance, I couldn't help but be surprised, Xu Zheng was following behind him step by step, and when he saw himself looking back, he suddenly smiled toothily, showing a mouth full of white teeth.

Asban's heart chilled, the elven race in this jungle is called the elven leap step, which is derived from the unique archery skills of the elf clan, which has been inherited for thousands of years, although it cannot be said that it is second to none in Arris, but it is enough to be proud of being unique in the world. Its speed is not as fast as that of the beast race, and its body bonus is not as good as the instantaneous flash of the human swordmaster's sword saint level swordsman, which can instantly break through the distance limit, but it is better than the treacherous, strange, and elusive, whether it is the human race or the beast race, it is impossible to accurately judge where the elves will appear in the next moment.

Why can this man do it?

Frightened, the elf leap step was launched with all its might, and Aska's body turned into a bouncing projectile, changing direction without any rules, it was simply elusive, always turning in the most unexpected direction, appearing in the most undesirable position.

The most brilliant elven leap step is called the Ninety-Nine Fold. Asban was engrossed in flashing all the way, and when he finished stopping at the ninety-nine, when he looked back again, he was shocked to find that Xu Zheng was following behind him like a ghost in hanging boots, and he laughed again with white teeth.

What a hell of a life!

Asban burst out again, then asked in frustration, "You won." How did you do that?"

Xu Zheng raised a finger to his mouth and shouted, "Shhh Quack~"

"I ......%#!#$^%&%*#!" Azcar was immediately furious, and he burst into a foul mouth, grabbing Xu Zheng's finger and biting it.

"Wow, are you an elf or an orc? let go, let go!"

"Say, or bite off your fingers!"

I said. Alas, you quickly let go of your mouth. ”

Asban let go of his mouth, Xu Zheng retracted his fingers, and looked at the tooth marks on it without tears. Not to mention, this little ghost is really sharp-tongued, biting accurately and hard.

"Speak quickly!"

Xu Zheng said stupidly: "My pace comes from a completely different place from the Aris Continent. So the style is very different from the continent of Aris. It has a name, it's called Catching the Wind. Chasing the wind, chasing the wind, the changes of the wind are always mysterious and unpredictable, since it can be called chasing the wind, do you think the pace of the elves can be more unpredictable than the wind?"

Asban was completely speechless. Yes, the elf leap step, in the end, can not change without a trace, and the trajectory of the wind is never elusive, the wind chasing step against the elf leap step, doomed to the leap step to be deflated. [(m)Bulletless window viewing]