Why are there toilets around the conference room? Do you have the nerve to ask me about this kind of question? Don’t you know who are particularly fond of tea when you like meetings? If you drink too much tea, you will be urged to urinate, and if you get too much airplane, you will feel weak. This is the most basic common sense. ————Li Mo said.

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"There are no birdmen with wings in my hometown." Li Mo said to McKellen and the goblin with great certainty: "They look similar to me, at most they are just different in the color of their hair and skin."

The wheels on Lao Li's head seemed to want to testify for Lao Li. While making a "gurgling" cry, it pointed its little head seriously. Seeing the little fairy and McKellan kept sighing that this little thing was so cute.

Seeing the little thing flying towards the two beauties while acting cute, Li Mohen was shakingly, and similar words such as traitors and traitors were put on the wheel's little head without hesitation.

The next scene made Lao Li decide to engrave the name of the wheel on his toilet - two elf beauties hugged the wheel in their arms and teased them freely, and the two high and bulging warm bodies on their chests would always accidentally rub the little thing around them.

Seeing that the little guy Gulu was squinting his eyes and experiencing this pleasure that he had never tried as his master, Lao Li burst into tears.

Just as Old Li almost bit his big teeth into pieces, Xixi suddenly appeared on the lawn in the distance with waves of air visible to the naked eye.

"Are everyone here?" McKellen gave the wheel in his arms to Sanoyas and asked Xixi who had walked closer: "Have all the elves in Roland City arrived?"

"Yes, the High Priest." Xixi bowed to McKellen very respectfully: "Except for the warriors who followed the king to the Tyronsil Mountains, all the elves in Roland City rushed to the Temple of Nature."

"Okay, Xixi, thank you for your hard work." McKellen nodded to Xixi: "You go back to the temple first, and I will then take Sanoyas and Tolstoy over."

After Xixi left, McKellen's gentle expression suddenly changed very seriously. She said to Li Mo: "Tolstoy, I will take you to the Temple of Nature with Sanoyas later. I will introduce you to all the tribesmen. The elves come to the Temple of Nature for worship every day, so this is not a serious occasion, but you must remember one thing, don't say the wrong thing about the belief in the God of Nature Hei Erdong."

"Hmm? I don't understand very much." Li Mo said with a silly look on his face.

"Idiot, the instructor means that you must become the most devout believer of the God of Nature, He Yierdong!" Sanoyas let the wheel fly back on Li Mo's head, and she also looked at Li Mo with a serious face: "You have joined the Elf Clan now, and the God of Nature is the only faith of the Elf Clan."

"Have you anger!" Li Mo suddenly realized and patted his chest: "Don't worry, I am definitely the most fanatical believer of He Yierdong, the god of nature!"

McKellen nodded and signaled Li Mo and Sanoyas to follow him closely. After a blink of an eye, before Li Mo could figure out what was going on, he found that he and others had already appeared inside the Temple of Nature.

Looking at the natural temple, which could have seen the end at a glance, had become a stadium-like building that could accommodate more than 100,000 people. Old Li was so shocked that he could not even close his mouth completely. The wheel lying on Old Li's head was also scared by the sudden appearance of the strange scene in front of him, and kept making "gurgling" sounds.

Sanoyas came to Li Mo and explained to Li Mo in an almost inauspicious voice: "In order to prevent other bricks in this world from infiltrating our elves, all our houses were converted into tree houses. Although the Natural Temple looks like a stone building in appearance, it is actually a miracle building that has been passed down from ancient times. The elves with a long life learned about the use of the temple in a long period of time ago. We can already cultivate tree house seeds with space folding effect according to the magic circles in the temple."

"Where is the statue of the God of Nature? Does it exist in the temple or did the elves move in by themselves?" Li Mo looked at the many elves sitting around him, and asked the little fairy beside him: "Is the God of Nature an ancient god?"

"Of course not. The God of Nature is the totem that the elves believe in." The little fairy said with a fanatical look on his face: "Whenever the elves encounter danger, the God of Nature will stand up and save his believers."

"Really or false?" Li Mo said without any objection: "Why is the elves almost exterminated now, and the God of Nature has not appeared yet?"

"No, he has appeared." Sanoyas looked at Li Mo seriously: "It was the great and omnipotent God of Nature who sent you, the son of prophecy, to our city of Roland." "I'll wipe Lismith! What's the matter with the God of Nature?" Li Mo tilted his neck and said to the little fairy: "Is it you and Xixi who brought me back?"

"Tolstoy, I was saved by you after being caught by bandits during the trial, right?" The little fairy said dissatisfiedly: "In the past three hundred years, the task of the trial of the saints of all generations has been to find mixed-race elves."

"What does it mean?" Li Mo felt that the hairs on his neck stood up at this moment. Isn't this too lingering?

"The Saint must be a minor elf girl under 800 selected by the temple. After she is over 800, the temple will strip her title of saint and then look for the next saint." The little fairy smiled sly: "As soon as next year comes, I will no longer be a saint. But you appeared on my way to trial. Even if you merge the bloodline of the elf clan, you are already a well-deserved mixed-blood elf even if you don't join the elf clan."

"No, I know the content of the prophecy. Mentor McKellen told me." Li Mo said stubbornly: "I remember she was talking about the 'last saint'. Obviously, you are not? Even if the temple strips you of the title of saint next year, the temple's top leaders will still look for the next saint."

The little fairy happily despised Lao Li: "There is an unwritten secret order at the top of the temple - once a saint completes the task, the saint will be revoked in the temple. In the past few hundred years, I have been the only saint who has completed the trial mission, that is, I am the last saint."

"All this is OK?" Li Mo's cracked mouth: "Is it too naughty?"

"All this is the will of the God of Nature!" The little fairy looked like a religious madman again: "Do you know? I still can't believe that my life-savior will be the son of the prophecy that can save the elves clan in the prophecy!"

"Sanoyas, Tolstoy, quiet." McKellen said to his two disciples with a solemn look on his face: "The week is about to begin. If you have anything, we will communicate later after a week."

Seeing that Li Mo and the little goblins were quiet after hearing this, McKellen nodded with satisfaction and waved his hand to bless him with a sound-amplification magic: "My compatriots, I'm sorry to postpone this week to the afternoon."

The dense elves sitting around showed a smile of kindness and understanding together - although only a small number of them knew why the week was postponed to the afternoon.

"Before the week, I will announce an exciting news first." McKellen paused and deliberately kept the secret: "My compatriots must still remember my father, right?"

"Of course I remember, Lord High Priest!"

"Your father is the greatest prophecy master ever made by the Elves!"

"His wisdom is far beyond that of us ordinary people!"

"I've been lucky enough to see him, do you know? When I stood beside him, I felt like an ant curled up under the Tyronsil Mountains!"

"Okay, I'm here to thank you for your praise for your father. However, most of the people here should know that my father left 1,200 prophecies for the elves in his short life." McKellen said proudly: "Until yesterday, all 1,199 have been realized!"

“Praise your father!”

"Except the last one!"

"I have always wanted to know the content of the last prophecy. Did it predict the demise of the elves?"

"Why don't you tell us the last prophecy? Why do those old guys in the King and Elders' Council and the temple's top leaders hide it from us? We are not afraid of war - even if it's destruction!"

"That's right! The elves will always stick to their promises! But no one can kill the right to know we have!"

"His High Priest strongly requests the content of the last prophecy!"

"We strongly protest against the deceptions of the old antiques in the Parliament of the King and the Elders and the temple's top leaders!"

"Silent, quiet, my fellow citizens!" McKellen said with some confusion: "Aren't you ashamed of interrupting a priest's speech like this?"

Seeing the elves who were still clamoring before, blushed and lowered their heads, McKellen raised his proud chest, his tone filled with uncontrollable excitement: "The content of the last prophecy is - 'Before the Battle of Destiny, the last Saint will return with the mixed blood of the elves. He joined the elves and changed the future of the entire elves in his own way.' My little baby, Sanoyas, successfully retrieved our son of prophecy - Tolstoy Mole!"

Without giving everyone time to ask questions, McKellen said loudly: "The elves who keep their promises will never fall before their oaths! World War III, or we can now call it the 'War of Destiny' according to the prophecy. Yes, the Fate of Destiny! We will never perish in the Fate of Destiny! And all of this is the guidance of the God of Nature!"

"He Yierdong!" After a brief shock, the elves roared out the name of the God of Nature in unison.

Old Li curled his lips and whispered: "God!"

"Next, the week begins!" McKellen took out the posture that the high priest should have.

The originally noisy crowd suddenly became quiet. The elves who were still dancing and cheering before sat on the ground in an instant, their emotions on their faces were filled with uncontrollable excitement, but they still barely kept their calm.

After all the elves made a waving gesture in unison, a pot of steaming fragrant tea appeared in front of each elves!

Old Li almost glared out his eyes. He just had a meeting and drank tea. The ancients really didn't bully me!

The second update is here, please give me flowers, please give me collection, please give me that, you know...
Chapter completed!