The strategy of the host of fast travel depends on recklessness

Chapter 315 Please Be Attention When The Demon King Appears (7)

Withdrawing God from some too distant memories, the Demon King glanced at Berg, and noticed the Demon King's gaze. The straight back of the future Death God subconsciously straightened up, and his figure looked taller and taller like a green bamboo.

Donna was very dissatisfied that her attack was blocked, but the one who stopped her was a genius with magic and martial arts skills. Even if this genius was not a noble, it was not something that Donna could provoke. Only then did she look at Berg's face seriously, feeling vaguely Familiar, but when she felt that woman with brown hair and blue eyes, wearing a dark blue dress, and not holding any staff, she still gave people a silent sense of oppression. Donna, who had never experienced such a sense of oppression, was very smart. He kept quiet and looked away.

"May I ask what you are going to do in Bloomswood?" Berg looked at Donna's guards. He could see through their strength at a glance. Although it was not bad, it was still too much effort to go deep into Bloomswood. You can tell by the look of distress. The nobles have always paid little attention to the lives of ordinary people. Seeing the heavy eyebrows of the guards, they may have damaged several companions on the way. Seeing that Donna is still able to show off her might, it's just that. Her dress and hairstyle were messed up, and the injuries on her body were all scratched by grass leaves and branches when she was running.

"Mr. Knight, don't you know?" The guard was very surprised, but he still said truthfully, "The lime fruit forest growing in the center of the Bruins Forest is about to bloom, which is a rare sight in a century, and the lime fruit trees Flowers are very useful, basically people with experience and strength from Anse Continent will come one after another."

"Borg." The Demon King must be going there for a walk.

"Yes! Miss!" Berger instantly understood what His Majesty the Demon King meant, thanked the guards, and then turned to the depths of the forest with the Demon King. The hard-hearted disciples of the Demon King have only His Majesty the Demon King who is suspected of being a plant collector.

The figures of the Demon King and Berg disappeared into the dark and light green forest, and the Warcraft also revived as if awakened. It did not attack Donna and the others again, but ran away and disappeared.

Berger silently stared at the Demon King who seemed to be taking a walk in his back garden. The mottled and sparse sunlight fell on her light brown soft long hair, with mischievous and light dust on her hair. Floating on the silk, Berger unconsciously took a look at it. He knew in his heart how impolite he was to stare for too long, but he couldn't force himself to look away. There were many reasons why the demon king was silent and conniving.

Belief in the Demon King is not as painful and full of struggles as Berger thought at first, and even the opposite, it seems to be a matter of course, as if the other half of his missing soul has been completed.

He was born with black hair, is it because God predicted him that he was born to be a follower of the devil?
Berger's calm and cold expression softened unconsciously when his eyes fell on the Demon King. They were also wandering around now, but they had a bottom in their hearts, and they were no longer in a daze. Beside the Demon King was his Berger. Going back, he should believe in the devil, believe in the abyss, and sacrifice his body, mind, and heart to her, and he must never think otherwise.

The Demon King felt that the power of faith flowed into her abyss godhead. The faith was pure and firm, and it was the top power of faith. She stopped and looked at the source of the power of faith. The demon king stretched out his hand to caress the corners of his eyes. The believer's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he lowered his head, restrained and motionless, feeling the cold temperature of the demon king. I don't know if it was his illusion. I feel that the body temperature of the Demon King is a little warmer than before.

"Do you know when the body temperature of the demons will rise?" The believer looked at the god of the abyss he believed in and narrowed his eyes casually, like a satisfied big cat, basking in the sun comfortably and casually, "It's to solve your own problems. Time of desire.”

Berg began to feel dry mouth, he swallowed instinctively, but still did not dare to move rashly.

"Don't make me wait too long." The demon king withdrew his hand, dropped the unthinkable words, and turned around to face the center of the forest as if nothing had happened, "I smell the fragrance of the lime fruit tree, let's go inside again You should be able to see it for a while."

Berg couldn't understand what the Demon King said, but when he heard that he was about to reach the lime fruit forest, his eyes suddenly lit up. He had only read the scene of the lime fruit tree blooming in the book, so he didn't know if seeing it with real eyes would be more beautiful.

A piece of dark or light blue gradually comes into people's eyes, that is the blooming lime flower, like a fresh water polo, transparent and dreamy, like a blossoming crystal, refracted in the sun The sapphire-like brilliance is not as cold and hard as stone, soft and round. Lime flowers are usually clustered in clusters of flower branches that hang down like waterfalls. Their stamens are even more drop-shaped, like It is the water droplets that are about to fall. When the breeze blows with warmth, the lime flowers move with the wind and make the sound of wind chimes with different tones, which is as beautiful and unreal as a dream.

Lime flower is known as the flower of peace and the flower of gems. The last time it bloomed was the day when the devil was driven back to the abyss by the God of Light.

The Demon King watched this scene silently. Lime flowers that have not yet fallen cannot be picked. They need to wait until the flowering period of these Lime flowers has passed and withered to the ground, and they must catch them before the Lime flowers fall to the ground, so that they can enter the depths of the Blue Forest The people in the central area who saw the beauty of this prosperous age were not ordinary people. They looked at each other in blank dismay, with no intention of fighting. With such a large lime fruit forest, they could pick up as much as they could.

Those blues are reflected in the icy blue-green eyes of the Demon King, just like the ocean reflecting the clear sky. Demagogy.

"Do you like it?" Seeing Berg staring blankly at this scene, the Demon King said, "We are very lucky."

Berger came back to his senses, and showed a faint and sincere smile to the Demon King. His devastated heart seemed to be slowly being stitched and healed, and he was no longer bleeding. He heard how soft his voice was at this moment, as if he was afraid Surprised by the peaceful and gentle picture in front of him: "Yes...we are very lucky."

"The colors they overlap are very similar to your current eyes." Berger pursed his lips, "I like it very much."

The demon king's aquamarine eyes reflected his appearance, one second, two seconds, three seconds... It seemed that a long time had passed but it seemed extremely short. She put away the plants she had collected before, and the flower branches she folded remained intact without any change, and they were put into the space by her very well-behaved, and the same brilliance flashed in the eyes of others seeing this, Lime flower The flowering period is very short, but only an hour, and the people who can see this grand scene are indeed those who are favored by the goddess of luck.

Berg held the front of his robe as a shawl, and caught many lime flowers by chance, but the devil didn't seem to be interested in that, but a "gem seed" that formed on the flower branches after the lime flowers fell. The one that was picked off by her didn't look like it would turn into water and explode, and she put it in the box like an ordinary seed.

Is she trying to transplant a lime tree?Because of him?

Berg mocked his narcissism in his heart, but he still couldn't help thinking like this.

"Little friend over there! Can you pick some seeds for me too!" The old man on the side walked over with a shy face, holding a small box made of ice elemental stones in his hand.

(End of this chapter)