In nature, there are many places where it is possible to produce nature spirits. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 For example, in a wooded place, it is possible to produce a tree spirit who loves planting, in a clear and unpolluted river or lake, and in a gentle water, it is possible to give birth to a water fairy who loves to dress up, and in a moody, rough sea, a fierce warrior creature such as a kraken.

Although the temperament and temperament of various fairy creatures are also very different due to the different places and environments where they were born, these products of nature, without exception, have the appearance of beautiful women, and they are already young girls who have begun to develop when they are born.

But why are these flower fairies so small? They look like two or three-year-old children. This is far from the legendary elves who can and love to bewitch mortal men to spend the night with them. This kind of flower fairy is not so much able to confuse mortal men, but more so that adult women who love cute things and little girls who love rag dolls can light up their eyes, drooling and eager to grab one and hold it without letting go.

In East's view, these little flower fairies are more like beautiful and cute figures, but they can talk and move.

He reached out and grabbed a small object that had climbed to the top of his waist, held it in his hand, and held it up to his eyes to take a closer look.

It's so cute!

Even though Esther wasn't a member of the League, he couldn't help but start teasing the little things. He looked at the large and small flower elves crowded around, and suddenly a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he threw the small thing he was holding in his hand into a large pocket that he took out of his arms, and then bent down and caught more than a dozen in a row like catching chickens. The little things were visibly frightened when they were pocketed, and they all started crying.

"You must not bully my sisters!" a voice sounded in Easter's head.

Esther smiled and turned the bottom of his pocket upside down, causing a group of little flower elves to fall out of the way. "Your sisters, so you're sisters, where are you? Why don't you come out?"

"I'm right here. You just can't see it. The voice rang out again, but not in East's head, but at his feet. And unlike the previous few times that there was no tone, tone, and no gender and age, the voice sounded this time was an extremely immature little girl's voice.

"Right here!" said a bruised tendon on Esther's forehead. He lowered his head and looked at the noisy army of dolls that surrounded him. The owner of the voice is clearly in the middle of this large number of figurines.

But how the hell can I tell you apart from the other flower fairies!

The discovery that the divine creature that made Reynoldson feel like a great enemy turned out to be a small point that was only up to his knees, and this discovery gave Esther a feeling that his worldview was completely distorted.

Shouldn't it be the kind of existence that is noisy and radiant when it appears, with its own BGM, which can attract everyone's attention, just like a morning star in the night?

Now one of these little guys who are running everywhere and eager to roll around and sell cuteness is that powerful divine creature?

The flower elves who are very small generally have a lot of voices. Except for the neat "Welcome, welcome, warm welcome!" speech at the beginning, they always refused to stop chattering. Although they rarely talk to each other, they always laugh when they squeeze around, and some of them are squeezed and crying. Some of the flower elves on the periphery simply began to sing children's songs with cheerful tunes.

Esther felt a mess in his head.

Before entering the light curtain, he thought he would face a bitter battle like never before, against a ruthless divine creature. But in fact, he seems to be in a kindergarten now, facing thousands of lively (noisy) little angels (bear children).

"I'm beautiful here, isn't it?" The childish voice sounded again. This time, Esther finally found the one who spoke from the large group of figurines, nay, the large group of flower elves.

It was a figure that looked indistinguishable from the other flower fairies. Also up to knee height, Easter wears a small green dress with a large purple star flower fluttering behind her back.

However, when Esther identified her from the rest of the figurines, he would no longer confuse her with the rest of the flower elves. Because this is the only flower fairy suspended in mid-air.

After officially starting the communication with Easter, the owner of the Purple Star Flower Forest, showing a unique ability, was suspended in mid-air. From her small body, bursts of powerful coercion emanated.

The little flower fairy announced in a crisp and melodious childish voice: "I am the most hospitable master of the Flower Paradise, the sister of all the sisters, the tallest Loroco." ”

"Is this your name?" Esther didn't despise Loroco because he was a small figure. This made Sonya, Mora Gott, and Chobgo lose their fighting spirit in the blink of an eye, and become powerful beings who are cute and useless. Although it seems to be still in early childhood, it is definitely the strangest thing Esther has ever encountered.

"I'm Loroko. It's Loroco. What's the name?" The divine creature suspended in mid-air looked at Esther in confusion and asked a question that even a three-year-old would know.

"Don't make small talk with her. East. Divine beings are born to know, Loroko, that is, she was automatically given a name when she was born. Reynoldsen slowly opened his eyes, and a stormy momentum emanated from his thin body, causing the little flower elves that almost crawled all over his body to fall down like fallen leaves in the wind.

"Well done, Easter, you've found the master's body. Reynoldsen's eyes shot a terrifying light, like two hooks, firmly locked on Loroco not far away.

Loloco, who was being targeted by Reynoldsson, seemed to feel uncomfortable, and shouted at Reynoldsen: "Loroko doesn't like you anymore." You're not a good boy. ”

With her words, all the little flower elves stopped playing, glared at Reynoldsen with big round eyes, and shouted in unison: "You are not a good boy, my sister doesn't like you anymore!"

East could feel a powerful suppressive force in the space that was rushing towards Reynoldsson, but at this moment, Reynoldson shook in place for a moment and suddenly disappeared from everyone's eyes. The next moment, he had appeared an arm's length behind Loroko. All the flower elves surrounding Luo Luo Ke were as if they had encountered a bomb explosion, and they were bounced away by the fierce surging air currents on the old man's side, screaming and flying in all directions.

Reynoldsen's hands clenched into the shape of tiger claws, and a deafening tiger roar came out of his mouth, grabbing at Loroko's tiny body with great speed. That momentum seemed to want to completely crush Loroco with a single grab.

Esther saw it in his eyes, and he didn't know why Reynoldson would do this to Loroco. Before he could stop it, he saw a whirlwind blowing in the flat ground around Loroko, lifting Loroko's petite body straight up.

"Don't want to escape!" Seeing Loroko flying up with the wind like a light leaf, Reynoldson had a hideous look on his face, and his legs were exerted, and he jumped high, and he jumped to a higher height than Loroco. He clenched his fists together in a hammer shape and slammed down on Loroko's head in a condescending manner.

This time, Loroco couldn't dodge Reynoldsson's attack.

There was a muffled "bang" sound in mid-air, and Luo Luoko's petite body swayed and fell down like a kite with a broken string. The whirlwind on her side didn't seem to have dissipated, trying to keep Loroco from falling down.

Esther noticed that the moment Loroco was hit, all the other flower elves' little faces showed a look of pain and fear, and as Loroco seemed to lose consciousness, these noisy little ones, like soulless dolls, collectively stopped their activities and fell to the ground one after another.

This scene made Esther realize that all these cute, hilarious little guys were actually nothing more than splits made by Loroco himself. After the main body fell into a coma, the split naturally fell silent.

Reynoldsen, who had knocked down Loroco, let out an eagle's roar in mid-air, and was stunned by the posture of a roc spreading its wings on his head and feet, as if he was really a bird of prey hunting, and slaughtered Loroco at lightning speed.

The moment he approached Loroko, stretched out his arm, and slammed into the volley of claws, Loroco, who was falling, opened his eyes. Being hit in the head by Reynoldsen obviously caused a lot of damage to her, her chubby little face was bruised and swollen, one eye could no longer be opened, and the corners of her mouth were still dripping with green and purple liquid.

But when she struggled to open the only eye she could use and used it to look at Reynoldsen, even the old man, who had been through a hundred battles, felt an overwhelming pressure of terror. It was a small world in the whole light curtain, hostile and repulsive to Reynoldson as an individual.

"Get out, get out, you're not welcome here, you're not welcome here. ”

The whole space seemed to be shouting. Reynoldsen felt the resistance in front of his outstretched arm grow stronger, and just as he was about to touch Lorocco, a powerful force that could not be used enveloped his body in a few breaths, and then pushed him straight out of the small world of light curtains.

"Damn! God rejects!" Reynoldsen punched the light curtain in front of him, but he couldn't even make the light curtain vibrate.

Standing outside the light curtain for a moment, Reynoldson suddenly had a mysterious smile on his face as if he had thought of something. He took a deep breath and sat cross-legged on the grass at the edge of the light curtain.

"Boy Easter, since you have so many secrets, let that little monster weigh you for me. ”