Once, in the land of disorder, he was so majestic and arrogant. He allowed himself to choose the white and tender little sows, and no one in the group dared to challenge his majesty.

The last trace of life in his eyes disappeared and turned pale and corrupt.

The evil spirit lingering around him dispersed, and he became a pig waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board, only much bigger.

The black raccoon dog was still lying on its body, and the majestic death energy swallowed everything up.

Not long after.

A moving white hill crashed into the tide.

.......

"So, Shen Menglin is actually equivalent to the gathering place of multiple schools of Muguang elves?"

In the wooden house, Liu Xiao tore open the wrapping paper and stuffed a lollipop into Tanya's little mouth.

"So sweet."

The elf nodded his head and said.

"So, what does holy spring baptism look like? Why must every Muguang elf complete it before leaving Chen Menglin?"

Liu Xiao, who is particularly sensitive to terms such as spring water, medicinal liquid, and spiritual pool, will definitely not let go of any clues.

"Whenever a Muguang Elf dies, the stamens on the Holy Tree of Dreams will wither and turn into slurry dripping onto the ground in the Dream Pool. The elves who become messengers need to soak in the pool water, that is, undergo the baptism of the holy spring. This process

, will inherit the beautiful memories, combat skills and even abilities of those dead elves.”

Tanya answered patiently.

Liu Xiao nodded, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

This Dream Sinking Pool sounds very suitable to my taste.

It's a pity that I'm not an elf, otherwise I would drink the entire pool dry before leaving!

Canglan is such an incompetent guy. There is no record of such a stunning tree. Otherwise, it would be great to build one in the human fan ring and then raise a group of human pillars and cultivate them fiercely.

"It sounds like the Muguang elves are pretty good to the trialists from the wasteland. Unlike us humans, a large part of the wasteland people can't even enter the academy and can only fend for themselves."

Liu Xiao looked at the blood mark on Tanya's forehead, and pointed to his own forehead, "When you truly recognize the origin world, this mark will disappear."

"Real recognition?"

Tanya tilted her head and asked.

"Acknowledge the existence of this world from the bottom of your heart, instead of resisting its laws in your heart."

"You know a lot..."

Tanya murmured.

"More than you think."

"Well!" Tanya smiled happily, "Because you are Ren Pingsheng, the greatest hero of the String Controlling Elf!"

Liu Xiao's mouth trembled. He originally wanted to ask her if she had returned to her hometown, but then she thought about it. She didn't even give up the forest. What a waste.

"After that, you and I can go to the human ring. The elves are not at peace here. This time you are being attacked by eleven waves of ferocious beasts. There are many strange things behind it."

"Strange place? What do you mean?"

Tanya asked intently.

"I've already told you what happened to Eerwen. In addition, the free doors leading to Beleriand from other elven main cities have failed. In addition, the holy seat of the Light Elves, Dios, has been missing for a long time. There is nothing here.

Who can believe the connection, but I don’t know much about Elf Fan Rings, and I don’t want to figure out the whole story. Besides, it’s not our turn to worry about the matters between these top powerhouses.”

Liu Xiao took a leisurely sip of tea and continued, "Of course, after all, the Muguang elves have treated you well, and I will repay them with the gratitude you deserve."
Chapter completed!