[An Lei] Die in Love

Looking at a group of bearded 'dwarfs' waving all kinds of weapons and blushing around the tree below - this is an important reason why he can't get down the tree now.

He didn't really want to let his wings out - he didn't have a penchant for taking off his clothes in public, and he didn't want to ruin the clothes, which were not badly made.

He looked at the vicious 'little guys' below with great confusion—the dwarves in Snow White must not look like this, right?

An Mixiu covered his face - he didn't know why he would suddenly turn his mind to fairy tales, but this scene was real...

The dwarves saw that An Mixiu couldn't come down from the top, and felt that this was not an option, so they looked at each other for a while, gathered around and muttered in their own language, and from time to time turned back to stare at An Mixiu who had just breathed a sigh of relief. Lost repair.

An Mixiu probably understood, but he couldn't help laughing—this group of guys saw that he couldn't come down, and they couldn't do anything about him, so they simply didn't let him come down...

Unable to go down, An Mixiu stopped squatting at all. He squinted his eyes and climbed up two meters to find a thick branch that could bask in the sun and sat down peacefully. He looked down—— The group of dwarves looked at him blankly and stopped discussing things, so he rubbed his nose and smiled awkwardly.

However, his smile seemed to be misunderstood by the dwarves again. They were chattering for some reason, and then a few dwarves impulsively raised their stone hammers as if they wanted to throw them at An Mixiu, but they were quickly caught by the dwarves. A few dwarves stopped him chirping, and the dwarves who were stopped lowered their heads in embarrassment to accept the lecture from their companions, and then glared at An Mixiu with angry eyes and roared chirping.

An Mixiu was dizzy from their quarrel, shook his head and supported the tree trunk with one hand, raised the other hand and rubbed the center of his brow, then the dwarves below fell silent again inexplicably, An Mixiu went along in a somewhat inexplicable way. Looking at their nervous eyes, he looked at his hand holding the tree trunk.

They are afraid.An Mixiu came to a conclusion, but he frowned again - but why should they be afraid?Afraid of the tree you are holding on to?

An Mixiu tried to loosen his hands from the tree trunk, and many dwarves under the tree seemed to be slightly relieved, but the other dwarves still looked worried.

An Mixiu understood—they were afraid of hurting the tree.

An Mixiu stood up, ignored the exclamations below and continued to climb up—he finally began to feel that this forest was a bit weird, not just because he sat against the tree for a while and started chasing him madly The dwarves, also because this forest is really weird.

Standing on a high place and looking down, he finally found a strange scene in the woods - if there is still a large area of ​​land where he is now covered with green grass, then he can only see a large area when he goes deeper. Large areas of tree roots, they cover the ground tightly, covered with green or dark green moss, from a distance, it seems that it is no different from the grass under the tree where I am, but the color is slightly darker Some.They are so densely attached to the ground, like the tendons of the land.

But this was not something that surprised An Mixiu. What surprised him was that the entire forest seemed to grow from those tree roots—or, in other words, there was no forest at all. Here, only a tree.

He stared at the thickest shadow in the center and blinked his eyes in surprise, his aurora-colored eyes were full of surprise and admiration for the revelation of the magic of nature, and he couldn't help sighing: "It's amazing... ..."

It was the first time he had seen such a big banyan tree that could expand the domain - there were not no banyan trees in the grove where he and Leishi lived, but those were all small, and it was rare to have a few that could germinate on their roots.

It is estimated that only such a banyan tree in the world can achieve such a state?As he thought so, he looked at the high place he was at - he wanted to observe it at a closer distance.

But it seemed a little difficult, he frowned and began to look around - the branches and leaves here are too lush, if you choose to fly, you must break a lot of slender branches, it seems that the only way is to walk on the ground - but not now.

An Mixiu wasn't confident enough to let the dwarves below who didn't understand the language make way for him.

But what can be done now?You can't fly, you can't walk, could you be trapped on it?An Mixiu rubbed his brows in distress and sighed, this feeling of being hung up and down is really uncomfortable at all.

But he still has a way.

An Mixiu summoned Ningjing and Liuyan, tilted his neck and thought for a while, then took Liuyan back, let Ningjing float in the air in front of him, patted the hilt of his sword and smiled, "I'm going to trouble you again. "

The condensed crystal blade buzzed softly, circled around An Mixiu, and hovered obediently at An Mixiu's feet—you must know that An Mixiu was also used by Kelly and the others back then, "If you are used to flying with wings, When you can’t use your wings, what do you just think about flying?” He forcibly learned the flying skills of Ningjing Liuyan, and the person who taught him to fly was the one who was most familiar with Ningjing Liuyan except for the immortal knight. people.

When the dwarves under the tree saw that An Mixiu took out the sword, they were too frightened to move. Their eyes were fixed on An Mixiu, but after all, how could they move faster than the German An Mixiu? ?Before they came back to their senses, An Mixiu had already stepped on the crystal and passed over their heads like a gust of wind.

He also doesn't really want to walk on the sword, he regards them as friends, not tools that can be hurt casually like this - besides, this can be said to be a sword with a lot of history and spirituality.

But there is no way, his pair of wings cannot be released in the forest. After all, the trees in the forest are getting denser and denser, and it is really inconvenient to move.

So he lowered his head again, looked apologetically at Ning Jing with the blue streamer at his feet and said, "I have wronged you..."

He glanced at the dwarves who were chasing after him and sighed—he really didn't understand why these 'little guys' had been chasing him for so long, couldn't it just be because he sat on a tree root?Or is it because they live here territorially?

He guessed right, this huge banyan forest was where the dwarves were hiding.

This not-so-small group dug holes among the roots of the trees. Crystal yellow magic stones were hung on the holes to illuminate the streetscape. The dwarves were chatting and laughing with each other, and An Mixiu suddenly seemed to see a market in the world. night view—but he raised his eyebrows while admiring the exquisite craftsmanship of the dwarves and the strange craftsmanship of the baubles sold on the street—he thought they were really unwilling to harm the banyan tree, so The one who intercepted him was only to protect his homeland.

But it is also worthy of admiration.He felt a little guilty when he watched the dwarves below panic because of the dwarf who suddenly broke into the street scene, but now he also knows the reason, and it should be fine to take a detour.

But it's really a pity, it would be great if Leishi was here.Thinking like this, he urged Ningjing to shuttle faster in the dense forest - I heard that the milk wine and fruit wine of the dwarves are always good, and Leishi should like it.

With the cool wind, the blue sword quickly skipped over the rooted woods and approached the center, but because the owner was absent-minded about this and that, the excess cold air formed a thin layer of frost on the leaves, and was quickly killed by the sword again. The humid and warm forest air was warmed, and it turned into fine and inconspicuous droplets that settled on the leaves, but An Mixiu didn't care - his heart was full of thunder lions, and that one was still in their hands. The wizard who didn't want to come out of the grove.

It would be great if I could bring Leishi to have a look here, he likes wine so much.An Mixiu thought this way, and couldn't help laughing again after avoiding a thicker branch——I can't bring Leishi here, the dwarves here are so hostile to outsiders, maybe with Leishi's character A single hammer will directly destroy this place.

However, to his surprise, the residents here became excited when they saw the outsiders as if they were stimulated, and they let the dwarves who chased An Mixiu go in an orderly manner. It seemed that An Mixiu had gone somewhere An Mixiu was taken aback suddenly—everything here is so unexpected, first of all, the dwarves who didn’t want to hurt the banyan tree, second, the huge banyan tree that expanded its territory, and finally The dwarves here seem to be very repulsed by him as an outsider.

But it's no wonder, he doesn't panic if someone's house is broken into.

However, these dwarves were not in a panic, more like they were worried that something would be discovered or taken away.An Mixiu was thinking like this, he glanced at the big tree in front of him, and then at the chasing guys below, he sighed helplessly—he could only go in like this, there was no way out up.

Isn't that right, the escape route has been tightly sealed by the dwarves below, so where is there any so-called escape route?

Now he can’t take a detour—An Mixiu glanced at the surrounding streets and covered his face with a headache—a large group of dwarves jumped out of nowhere, chasing them through the winding streets The figure of An Mixiu Yujian seemed to want to surround him.

So now there is only one way to move forward, An Mixiu sighed, staring at the thick trunk that is getting closer in front of him - as long as he reaches the trunk and climbs up, he can directly spread his wings when he reaches the top of the tree