I became an ancient tree of the elves

Lu Qian watched the elves playing quietly, her mood so peaceful and calm that it was almost eerie.

This peaceful state of mind, combined with God's perspective, is as if he has truly become a god.

Maybe if God existed, that would be the case.

Quietly half-possess humans, and then experience human life and so on

The elves didn't play around for long. Gugu and Feng picked up the twins, carried them back to the room in Tree House No. 7, and put them on their respective beds.

"Ranran and Momo's home is so cute, everything is small."

"yes"

"Ranran and Momo probably won't wake up until tomorrow. Let's go out."

After the elves left Tree House No. 7, they began to communicate with each other about what they had learned in class, learning from each other and making progress.

Mainly to explain courses that have not been heard before to the new students.

The elves are all talented students who love to learn. In modern times, they are all academic masters.

Both Aguman and Li Qingyuan teach in a relaxed and pleasant manner, and all good teachers will like such students.

Those bad teachers who only want money will not like them at all when they see their students learn so fast and have nothing to teach them.

They communicated with each other until late at night, played chess, sang music with each other, and watched Moriyin play the piano. The day passed in a leisurely and happy way.

But many elves have different personalities, and some two or three may appear to be out of the group, not participating in the conversation, and just listening quietly.

Another example is that Mori Rabbit, who had been lying dead until he fell asleep, suddenly woke up in the middle of the night and looked regretfully at the moon well water and fruit trees for more than ten times.

Then she dragged the remains of her body that had lost all meaning, walked slowly, turned around every ten steps, and climbed up to the tree dwelling. She was still reluctant to leave: "Enough with moderation, why don't you catch a rabbit and bake it?" "

"No, no, no, no."

"If I don't learn to control it, I will become possessed and hurt my sisters."

"Ahhh."

I took a bite on my arm and licked it again. It had no taste, but I felt the touch of the meat sincerely. It was a perfect touch that surpassed other animal meats. If cooked, it would definitely be very tender and fragrant.

Ahhhhh what the hell is she thinking about.

She must not be possessed by a demon. If she were possessed, she might really roast her sisters and eat them. That would be really terrible and terrifying.

Ying Ying Ying.

Mori Rabbit returned to his home with a sad mood, then flew onto the big bed, hugged the pillow tightly and started rolling around.

""

Under the moonlight, Mo Liyin quietly wiped the piano with a rag and wiped every part of the body, carefully and gently wiping each key.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw Sister Ai coming down from the tree dwelling and planning to leave the clan.

Mo Liyin put down the rag and quickly chased after her curiously: "Sister Ai, where are you going?"

She replied calmly: "Go and train to develop your abilities."

Mo Liyin's eyes were shining. She had seen Sister Ai before when she was training her abilities. They were all so beautiful and handsome: "I'll go with you."

"This time the movement may be a bit big."

"Um"

"I'm afraid I'll hurt you."

"It's okay."

"Ok."

Seeing that she was really insisting, Ai nodded in agreement. Anyway, the elves are powerful and they are indeed not that easy to be hurt.

Moliere walked leisurely out of the forest: "Go to the mountain wall."

That is the best place for training abilities. Aguman also personally cleared a large hard wasteland and cut out a few tough trees as targets for the elves to train their abilities there.

The short Mo Liyin looked at Sister Ai walking in front. Her back was straight and reliable, and the waterfall-like blue-purple hair behind her was so beautiful under the moonlight.

""

After walking slowly for a while, there is still a long way to go.

But Mo Liyin didn't want to walk like this boringly: "Sister Ai."

"Yeah" Ai paused and turned around in confusion: "Is something wrong?"

She asked quietly: "Can I hold your hand?"

Ai was indescribably calm, quietly watching Yin.

Even if it's just a few seconds, it seems a bit long.

Ai raised his palm and placed it flat in front of Sister Yin.

Yin pursed her lips, and it was difficult to hold back her smile. Lele stretched out her hand and placed it on the palm of her hand.

Ai closed his palms to hold the little hand tightly, then pulled her to his side and continued walking.

"Yin, I like this"

"Uh-huh."

Yin's happy expression could hardly be concealed.

Molière looked sideways at her, a little hard to understand.

But it is true that there is some kind of indescribable comfort when walking hand in hand like this.

Sister Yin's hands are very slender, soft and small, and the feeling of holding them is very special.

The small handshake was like holding the little sister Yin.

""

The journey passed by comfortably and peacefully, and soon we arrived at our destination, a deserted area under the mountain wall.

Molière walked to the mountain wall and let go of his hand that he had not let go the whole way: "I'm about to start, please stay away and watch."

"it is good"

Mo Liyin obediently stepped back hundreds of meters.

""

After Molière waited for Sister Yin to leave, he looked up at today's moon. It was the last half of the moon and was very bright.

As her head slowly lowered again, the cold magic and ice power in her body began to explode.

Thousands of hairs began to condense with frost, and the eyebrows also became frosty, and even turned into ice blue because of this, and the blood on the face and lips completely disappeared and turned pale.

The strange clicking sound also disappeared from the body.

She now does not have the cloak that belongs to the warrior, nor does she carry the bow and arrows and quiver that belong to the archer. In fact, most elves no longer carry these equipment with them, but will keep them in the tree dwellings.

Because for so many days, it was too stable and safe, and there would be no danger.

There are also prophets who predict the future and protect them, so they naturally relax.

There are also elven archers who have completely abandoned the use of bows and arrows because their awakened abilities have nothing to do with bows and arrows.

Molière is one of them, an elven archer who has abandoned his bow when it comes to real fighting.

Lu Qian was silently half-possessed, and could clearly feel the coldness that penetrated the soul, spreading throughout the whole body. When the ability was used, it was impossible to tell whether it was a kind of enjoyment or a kind of pain.

As the ice spreads, the body will stiffen, and every cell and blood will be eroded by the power of ice.

But these days, Molière has tried his best to adapt to this feeling.

The stiff fingers kept closing and opening, clicking, clicking, clicking

A breath of cold ice filled the surface of her body, and the ground she was standing on began to freeze inch by inch.

With the azure brilliance of her pupils, Molière has now completely become an ice beauty. When the cold erosion brings her endless pain, it is also accompanied by powerful pleasure.

What's more, the pain of cold is a unique feeling. If you accept and feel it with your heart, then this kind of cold and pain is a different kind of enjoyment.

"Whoo~~~~"

woo~~~~~~

It made a clear cry, like a whine in the cold wind.

The cold breath was exhaled from her slightly open mouth. When the cold wind exceeding minus 200 degrees was exhaled, cold frost condensed in the air, and with the push of some kind of power, it hit the mountain wall.

As a result, a layer of frost condensed on the surface of the mountain wall, which began to spread and freeze.

Just by exhaling gently, she has the ability to freeze things. Ordinary people may be directly frozen to death.

The ice on the ground was still spreading, and soon she was completely frozen within a radius of dozens of meters.

With her stiff body, when she took steps to step on the ice, as she slid, she gained agility and speed far beyond normal.

If she were to move on non-icy ground, her speed would probably be much slower because her body was stiffened by cold erosion and she became less flexible.

But when walking on the ice, she can be propelled by the power of ice.

huh~~

Molière began to walk on the surface of the ice like a sliding step. Every time he took a step, he would move more than ten meters away at a very fast speed.

At the same time, she manipulated the ice energy to explode wildly under her feet. Every time she crossed a place, the ice would erode the ground and freeze it, and spread quickly.

This caused her to slide at a high speed when the ice on the ground was just at the same speed, allowing her to maintain a sliding posture on the ground until she slid hundreds of meters away, and a road of ice hundreds of meters long formed on the ground. .

When she slides on the ground, it's like dancing, and the scene when the ground freezes is also spectacular and beautiful.

But this is just a warm-up trick at the beginning.

Molière, still warming up.

It was just the passive effect when the ice energy burst out.

The various uses of her ice abilities that she has developed in recent days have not yet been fully used.