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Six-winged elves...rare and rare.

It is rumored that the Elf King is the only six-winged elf with a beautiful appearance, aloofness and unfathomable abilities.

Data shows that no elf has ever seen the true face of the Elf King.

They are lucky enough to be separated by hazy curtains at most, or be illuminated by the dazzling light that they emit, unable to look directly or even open their eyes.

But now, a six-winged elf stood quietly in front of Zhouze.

The dazzling blond hair is elegant, young and luxurious. She is wearing a thin robe made of silk and is barefoot.

Even the long and thick eyelashes are glowing with gold.

Not to mention the six pairs of gorgeous and noble wings on the opponent's back, which shine like gold in the sunlight.

Zhou Ze's reaction cannot be described as disbelief.

It was more like he suspected that he was dreaming, standing still and forgetting any movement.

Otherwise, how could we see a delicate and compact dwarf transform into a tall and noble Elf King?

Zhouze was so surprised that he couldn't come to his senses for a long time. He even forgot to blink his eyes. Like a child who saw some kind of miracle, he could only keep his mouth open.

But the elf king in front of him, who had a beautiful face and a cold outline, seemed extremely patient.

Although his appearance was calm and smooth, there were no words or movements.

It was as if he was just waiting quietly for the elf boy to come back to his senses.

After a long time, Zhouze finally realized the fact that he was not dreaming. He was so amazed that he quietly swallowed a sip of saliva.

I wanted to ask something, but I felt like nothing was appropriate to ask.

Zhouze then carefully looked back.

Of course, he didn't dare to ask the other party to help him leave this cave that was tens of meters high. Now he could only wait for the little liger to come back.

Just when he thought this, Zhouze was about to turn around and walk back to the depths of the cave, when he suddenly felt a pair of slender and powerful arms hugging his waist.

Huh?

Zhouze opened his eyes wide and looked down subconsciously. The hands belonged to no one else but the Elf King.

Can! Isn't the other party a six-winged elf?

That is the most noble and top existence among the elves.

The elves have a clear distinction between superiority and inferiority, and the elven nobles who regard themselves as noble will never associate with low-level elves, not to mention that he is still a "disabled" elf.

Not even a pair of wings.

Zhouze was shocked and confused, but he had no power to resist. He could only let the other person hold him in his arms like a little chicken.

Then he heard the sound of hunting in the wind.

It was the six-winged elf who flapped his brilliant wings and carried him out of the cave.

Suddenly volleyed into the sky, still dozens of meters high.

Looking down, Zhouze, who was not afraid of heights at all, didn't know why. Perhaps he was affected by the two previous stimulations - first falling from a high altitude, and then running wildly with a liger on his back.

At this moment, Zhouze felt frightened and dizzy.

He reflexively hugged the six-winged elf who was the only one he could rely on.

Suddenly a very scary thought came to my mind: Could it be that the other party wanted to get rid of this "disabled" elf?

Fortunately not.

Zhou Ze was held firmly in the other party's arms, and the six wings of the elf were as colorful as silk in the sunlight.

The young man reluctantly opened his eyes in the wind and saw that the other party was taking him to fly to the place with water.

It turned out to be the case.

Zhouze felt slightly relieved. He hugged the other person back tentatively. Instead of being rejected, he was acquiesced with indulgence.

This silent and beautiful six-winged elf seems to be a little too kind to this "disabled" elf.

It's not that Zhouze has low self-esteem, but he understands that the elves are a race that pays great attention to respect and inferiority. The higher the position, the more they care.

Unable to help thinking this, Zhouze suddenly felt a tremor in his soul.

This is……

Zhouze couldn't hide his surprise at all, and instantly raised his eyes to stare at the Elf King who was focused on flying in front of him.

The other party is...a soul fragment? !

This feeling is absolutely unmistakable. Only soul fragments can bring such a violent soul reaction to him.

But I didn't hear any reminder in my head.

Zhouze tried to confirm with Xiao Lingling, but Xiao Lingling rarely lost contact. Zhouze had no way of knowing whether the six-winged elf holding him was a soul fragment.

After thinking about it, Zhouze chose to trust his own judgment.

He couldn't help but hug the other party tighter.

Soon, the six-winged elf flew at high speed and carried Zhouze to the "sea".

Zhouze was gently put down by the tall man, with the subtle touch still remaining on his waist. He looked not far away.

This is a sea of ​​white.

The beach is full of fine white sand, and when you step on it with bare feet, you can feel some fine itching on the soles of your feet, which is very comfortable.

The sea surface is calm, the gentle waves are white, and the occasional breeze makes the mirror-like water surface gradually develop some beautiful wrinkles and foam.

Zhouze was deeply amazed by this scenery.

He unconsciously walked toward the sea, and the cool water gently washed towards the young man's ankles, causing him to shrink slightly.

You should be able to take a shower here. Zhou Ze bent down and tentatively stirred the sea water with his hands. The touch was extremely gentle.

And... if the other party is a soul fragment, he will protect him. Zhou Ze tilted his head slightly and looked at the six-winged elf.

The other person's blond hair became even more beautiful and dazzling, like an angel.

Zhouze blinked his big eyes twice and continued walking into the sea. At the same time, he untied his white robe and slowly swam into the snow-white sea.

clean. This is Zhouze's biggest feeling about this sea.

He wetted his hair and body thoroughly and washed them. After an unknown amount of time, Zhouze finally felt brand new inside and out.

He looked towards the shore. The six-winged elf was still standing motionless, but his golden eyes were looking straight in his direction.

Because of this glance, Zhouze's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

Fortunately, he was soaked in sea water from the collarbone down, so he wouldn't be seen too much and would be too embarrassed.

However, because his back was facing the huge sea at this time, Zhou Ze did not notice the unusual aura coming from behind him.

The sky, which was originally bright and clear, suddenly became overcast and dark.

There seemed to be some kind of dangerous storm brewing in the large, swollen black clouds.

The usually calm sea surface began to have turbulent undercurrents, as if to respond to this sudden abnormality.

Under the white snow, there is a shadow of approaching storm.

Zhouze turned his back to all this, and unknowingly, he was swept farther away from the coast by the conscious sea. It took him a few seconds to react.

Subconsciously looking at the six-winged elf on the shore, Zhouze unexpectedly met a pair of golden eyes that instantly sunk.

The coldness in it was not for him.

Instead, look behind him...

Zhouze was stunned. His first reaction was not to turn around to see what was strange behind him, but to swim towards the shore without looking back.

The water, which had been docile and friendly before, was not what he expected.

The next second, Zhouze saw behind the Elf King, the beautiful and huge six wings unfolded instantly, and countless golden lights scattered in the air.