The blood elves in the comic world

"Michelle, Michelle, are you okay?" Michelle, the craftsman, heard someone calling her name dimly.

Lidya kept patting Michelle's cheeks, hoping that Michelle would wake up quickly, but the way she woke Michelle up was not very gentle.

"Who is calling me, and why does my face feel pain?" Michelle, the great craftsman, was still in a confused state. "That voice seems to be... Lidya." Michelle felt that the voice was very familiar.

"Hey!" Michelle stood up from the bed, because the last spanking from Lijia was very painful.

"Great"

Michelle, the great craftsman, felt her body tighten, and then her whole body was hugged.

"Let go, Lijia, if you want to hold it in... you will die." Michelle, the great craftsman, realized that she was not even covered with facial cleanser. "This position" Michel, the great craftsman, found that his head was now resting on Lidya's shoulder. "I've grown taller," she murmured.

"Yes, you have grown taller," Lijia said after hearing Michelle talking to herself.

"What's going on? Why have I grown taller?" Michelle still didn't understand what was happening to her.

"According to what the great craftsman Mekkatorque said, it was the energy of the World Tree that caused you to have an atavistic manifestation. Your current height belongs to the height of a dwarf before the Dark Elf Rebellion." Lijia said.

"Where are the teachers and the others?" Michelle remembered what happened before she fell into coma. At that time, all the big craftsmen were surrounding her to check.

"Great Craftsman Mekkatorque and the others are helping Phoenix build armor and make more mechanical warriors, and are preparing for war." Lijia answered.

"Ahem, Michelle just woke up. Shouldn't you bring her the soup you stewed?" Ai Lan, who was standing aside watching the show, finally spoke.

"Yes." Lijia came back to her senses. "Wait for me, I've been stewing this soup for three hours. It must be delicious." Lijia hurriedly ran to the kitchen.

"I should really burn these girls to death..." For some reason, a fireball appeared on Ai Lan's hand...

"I left a bowl for you in the kitchen. The rest is ours. Don't drink more." Lijia came over with the soup pot.

"You still remember me as a friend." Ai Lan smiled and put back the fireball that appeared inexplicably in his hand.

Ai Lan in the kitchen could clearly hear Li Jia's voice, such as: "Open your mouth and I'll feed you soup." And also, "Why do you want me to feed you with my mouth? Okay, that's it." once......"

"I should really burn them to death." Ai Lan thought to herself. She didn't want to think about the matter between herself and Natasha at all, and the two of them went even further. "This soup is really good, I'd better drink it slower." Ai Lan thought to herself, and decided to go out later.

After Ai Lan made sure that nothing strange happened outside, she walked out of the kitchen. She keenly noticed that Li Jia's lips were a little swollen, but she pretended as if nothing happened and sat directly next to them. In front of me, he said: "This soup is really delicious."

Ai Lan was just praising the delicious soup, but he didn't expect that Li Jia and Michelle would misunderstand. They thought Ai Lan knew about it, although Ai Lan did.

Michelle stumbled and spoke: "I'm still very weak now, so Lidya fed me."

"Yeah." Lijia nodded stiffly.

"Oh" Ai Lan drawled, "The good relationship you have has is really enviable."

"That's it." Lidya and Michelle hugged each other as a sign of friendship.

"Ahem." Ai Lan coughed awkwardly. She pointed at Lijia's chest. The originally good skirt had been torn a little, and the whiteness on her chest was almost spilling out.

As soon as Lijia lowered her head, she immediately used magic to repair the damage on her skirt. She was about to speak and continue to make up lies, but she didn't expect Michelle to cover her mouth.

"I like Lidya. I did everything just now, and she likes me too." Michelle said.

"Oh, I know, I've always thought you two are quite suitable." Ai Lan nodded.

"You are discerning." Michelle raised her head proudly.

"Should I put a soundproof barrier on my room tonight?" Ai Lan said with a smirk.

"Of course." Michelle hugged Lidya and didn't let go.

"Then I'm leaving." Ai Lan winked at Li Jia, "Li Jia, this is the wine you like to drink." Ai Lan threw a bottle of dragon's breath to Li Jia unkindly.

"Thank you." Lijia took Ai Lan's drink. "We'll drink this tonight." She rubbed Michelle's head.

"Hate, I've grown taller now," Michelle said dissatisfiedly, but when she said "hate", her face looked happy.

That night, with the help of the dragon's breath, Lijia attacked the city and fought thousands of miles overnight. The enemy was defeated and disarmed. The enemy raised the white flag several times to no avail. Lijia continued to attack until the end, until he was eliminated. The last enemy.

Early the next morning, Ai Lan did not eat the breakfast made by Lijia. She solved the breakfast problem by kneading the bread herself.She thought for a while and decided to go out alone. Just as she was passing by Michelle's room, the door was opened and Lidya was kicked out surrounded by sheets.

"Phoenix, find me a skirt quickly." Lijia said, holding Ai Lan's hand.

"Where's your skirt?" Ai Lan was puzzled.

"Let Michelle tear it to pieces." Lidya said awkwardly.

"Oh." Ai Lan nodded, and with one finger, she used the transformation technique to turn the bed sheet into a long skirt.

"Thank you." Lijia breathed a sigh of relief.

"You still have to change into your own skirt later. This skirt is made of bed sheets, so it won't be very comfortable." Ai Lan reminded.

"I know, I can go back as soon as she stops being shy." Lijia said with a smile.

"Shy" Ai Lan didn't quite understand. "You don't look like that..." Ai Lan downplayed the key words, but she felt that Lijia could still understand what she meant.

"Maybe, I'm a bit crazy this time," Lijia scratched her cheek and said uncertainly.

"Uh, what have you done?" Ai Lan's curiosity aroused.

"How can you say this?" Lijia shook her head.

"I helped you a lot yesterday." Ai Lan strongly asked to share it.

"No, I can't say." The door was opened, and the head of Michelle, the great craftsman, popped out of the crack in the door. She stretched out her hand and pulled Lidya back to her room.

"So many strawberries, Lidya is really crazy this time." Ai Lan thought to herself. Although Michelle was very fast, Ai Lan's reaction was faster than hers, and she easily saw some traces of strawberries. "I'd better make bread in the room. It seems that I won't be able to eat delicious food today." Ai Lan returned the same way.

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