"Hehe, I almost believed it. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Such a sentence came out of the young man's mouth indifferently.

"You!!"

Miloa's face flushed, and she was about to pounce on her teeth and claws as the restraint on the soles of her feet was lifted.

"Stop, Miloa!"

Her father stopped her, and Miloa looked at her father aggrievedly.

She flinched under her father's stern gaze, she had never seen her father do this to herself.

"Hmph! I'm ignoring you!" he stomped his foot angrily, covered his face and ran away.

The patriarch looked back and smiled awkwardly, while the young man looked at Miloa's back thoughtfully.

"Patriarch, I'm a little tired now, and I hope to continue negotiations with you tomorrow. The young man said apologetically.

The patriarch thought that his daughter had disrupted the conversation just now, so he could only nod his head in agreement.

"I'll prepare a house for you, and rest in the village tonight. ”

.........

"Hate hate hate!"

The girl leaned her back on the pear blossom tree, wrapped her arms around her knees, and buried her little face in it.

"I hate my father, I hate humans, I hate them!"

Her voice was filled with unspeakable grievances, her bright eyes were misty, and she cried alone.

"Why do you hate humans?" a voice came into his ears.

"Because human beings are not good things, just like the grandmother of the clan said..... Huh?"

The girl reacted suddenly, and when she looked up, she saw that it was the human she hated who was talking.

"You!you!you!"

Even saying the word 'you' three times was not enough to express the girl's surprise at the moment.

"Look at you, like a flower cat. So saying, the young man sat down side by side with her under the pear blossom tree.

"You don't know how to be polite! And how did you find it!"

"Hello, my name is Ocepha, and I'm really sorry. Occifer looked at her face and said softly.

Miloa had never been so close to any other man except for her own relatives.

But when she looked into Oscepha's eyes, there seemed to be a little golden light in the black pupils, which made people unconsciously attracted and unable to extricate themselves.

"My name is Miloa... Eh, how can I tell you my name!" Miloa shouted with a blushing face.

"How can a girl shout like this, she must be reserved and understandable. ”

Osephal rightfully taught.

"You're so annoying, why do you want you to teach me a lesson!"

"Because I see you pleasing to the eye. Occifer laughed.

After saying this, Miloya was rarely silent, she lowered her head, and the two had a tacit understanding that they would no longer speak.

Half an hour passed, and it was almost dusk.

"Now, is there a pear blossom on the continent where you Terrans stay?"

The girl stared ahead, as if talking to herself.

"Yes, not only pear blossoms, but also cherry blossoms that fly like snow, peach blossoms that bloom like brocade, and many graceful and luxurious peonies. Occifer didn't look at her, but looked at the sunset sky.

"But we only have pear blossoms here, and pear blossoms are beautiful, but I'm a little tired of seeing them... I don't know if I've been looking at this pear blossom for hundreds of years, and then slowly aging ......"

Occifer turned his head and looked at the girl.

Miloa seemed to feel something, and turned her head to look at him.

"Then come with me to my continent to enjoy the flowers with me, and I will definitely be able to dazzle you when the time comes. Occifer bared his white teeth and smiled with confidence and assurance.

"Don't be ashamed, why is the continent still yours......" Miloa said, her voice gradually lowered. "I'm a saint of the elves, and I'll never leave here... My hometown, so it's ...... to enjoy the flowers or something."

Occifer didn't answer, still looking at the girl calmly.

"Huh, why don't you speak?"

"Because ah......"

Occifer quickly reached over and pressed his lips on the girl's cheek, then quickly got up and ran away.

The girl sat dumbfounded, not yet reacting.

After a long while, Occifer heard the shouts of the girl behind him, and he laughed slyly like a fox that has stolen a chicken.

The next day, Occifer again opened negotiations with the elven patriarch.

He promised countless conditions but were rejected one by one, and only one last item remained, and he was still hesitant to take it out.

"Presumably, the patriarch has heard of the 'divine tool' even if he is far away in the Elven Continent, right?"

"It's long been famous, and if you don't know about a huge war like the Dragon Slaying Campaign, it really seems unheard of. ”

"What if my condition is a divine artifact?" said Oscepha, gritting his teeth.

"Oh?"

The patriarch looked at him in surprise, he had already heard of the prestige of the nine divine tools, but at this time, the use of a divine tool to exchange for a drop of the fountain of life was too generous, even he was very surprised.

Occifer took out a dazzling feather coat from the space ring, and when it was taken out, the bright and gentle light was as pure as the moon and needed to squint his eyes slightly to see it directly even in the daytime.

"'The Goddess's Feather Cloak', I don't know if you are qualified to exchange for a drop of the Fountain of Life?" Occifer looked at the patriarch quietly.

If this can't be exchanged for a drop of the fountain of life, I'm afraid I will really attack the Elven Continent.

This is the fifth emperor of the Holy Light Empire with a ray of light given by the goddess of light, which involves alchemy and forging, so in later generations people gave this emperor the title of 'god-level forger'.

The goddess's feather robe, known as the divine tool of absolute magical defense, wears it and has the protection of the goddess at the same time, dissolving the power of the elements with the power of the gods, and is famous.

Although the patriarch was amazed, he still did not affirm it.

"I'm going to talk to the elders of the clan, and please wait a little longer, and I'll be sure to give you an answer before dusk comes. ”

Occifer nodded.

After the patriarch left, he walked out of the village a little bored, not because he didn't want to stay longer, but because the elves in the village consciously avoided him when they saw him, as if they were some kind of filth.

Thinking of yesterday's girl, Osifah felt a sense of anticipation in his heart, and walked more briskly towards the white pear grove.

"Sparrow, did you say that pesky human from yesterday would still come?"

As soon as he entered the pear grove, Occifer saw the girl talking to herself with her head tilted.

"Huh, you say he's already here?" the girl turned her head and made eye contact with him.

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

"I'm going to kill you!" the girl finally reacted, and pounced as she had seen her when she first saw her.

Occifer didn't stop her this time, but hugged her tightly the moment she pounced.

Time stands still in this moment!

The girl's heart fluttered, and her face was like a ripe red apple, exuding heat.

"Who were you talking to?" asked Occifer, holding her in his arms.

"I'm talking to the little finch... I can understand the language of animals......" Miloa's faint voice whispered like a mosquito.

"That's... Can you put me down... I feel so weird. ”

Occifer relaxed his grip and lowered his head to meet her forehead, eyes fixed on hers.

Miloa's eyes sank into him as she looked at him, and the light in her ethereal eyes beckoned her to want to find out.

And Occifer was also attracted by her cute appearance, and suddenly there was a touch of softness in his heart.

Their lips were getting closer......

"Miloa!!"

A roar interrupted the sweet hug and the next move.

Miloa panicked and threw away her arms and looked at her father... There are also many familiar clansmen.

When the elven patriarch went to tell the village elders about Oscepha's quid pro quo, the elders agreed in unison, after all, the goddess's feather cloak was a divine tool that carried the power of the goddess of light.

There is only one god that the elves believe in, and that is the goddess of light.

So when the patriarch brought a drop of the fountain of life and prepared to reply to Ocepha, the elders hoped to meet the young man, and even more so to see the goddess's feather cloak sooner.

However, the house was no longer there, and when he asked the people of the village, he was told that he had come to the pear grove......

That's where we are now.

"Father... I—" Miloa muttered.

Syllable!

It wasn't words that responded to her, but a resounding slap in the face.

Seeing this, Occifer pulled her behind him to protect her, staring at the patriarch who had been negotiating for two days, without opening his mouth, but his eyes showed war.

"Yes, yes!" the patriarch was angry and incoherent.

An old female man behind him staggered forward, looked at Miloa, who was protected by Ocepha, and said sternly: "How did the dignified elf saintess become so dirty, and she is still having an affair with a human!"

"Stand up for me!"

Miloa had already burst into tears, and the beaded tears had been falling to the ground, and she stood up and cried.

"Granny ......"

"For the sake of you calling me grandma, I won't deprive you of your status as a saint, but you will spend this life in the elf ancestral shrine in the future until you grow old!"

Hearing the final ruling, the girl suddenly lost her strength and fell to her knees, her jade knees touching the white petals, faintly oozing blood.

Occifer exuded an astonishing power, the light element condensed in his body, he was ready for a big battle, but ......

"Enough, don't do anything more. The girl knelt on the ground and bowed her head and said to him, "Grandma, I will go back with you, but please don't embarrass him." ”

The girl looked at the old man sincerely, and the old man's eyes reflected her appearance, and she was still a little unbearable after all.

"That's it, that's it, idiot. The old man turned and paced away.

The patriarch looked at Occifer angrily and shouted: "We don't want any divine tools or anything, and you don't want to get the fountain of life, now hurry up and get out of the Elven Continent for me!"

Ignoring his roar, Occifer crouched down to look at the maiden, and told in a voice that only she could hear, "I will come back, and when the time comes, I will come with thousands of troops and horses, clothed in the armor of light, to marry you, and take you to see the flowers that are waiting for you to bloom." ”

"Why......" the girl whispered.

"Because I like you, and because I like you the first time I see you!"

After saying what he was going to say, in the midst of the angry scolding of the patriarch and many elves, Occifer flicked his sleeves and left proudly.

When he returned again, he really brought thousands of troops and horses, dressed in armor forged by light, and overturned the peace of the Elven Continent for many years.