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So the elf turned his body to one side, actively ignoring An Ke, and facing Klier.

"Your things have been delivered."

Clear raised his eyebrows, waiting for the elf to take out what he had been thinking about for a long time from his expansion bag, it seems that good days are coming soon.

The boy's expression of shock and joy even appeared in the dragon's mind.

However, beyond his expectations, the elf easily took out a letter from the bag, and that was all.

The giant dragon couldn't believe it: "Did the person in the territory give you anything else?"

The elf scratched his head to make sure nothing was lost in the delivery: "Sorry, no."

"Okay, my task is done, I have to rush to the next one, I wish you a happy life."

After finishing speaking, the child with tall calves became the size of a palm, flapping his wings and flying so fast that he disappeared before An Ke saw the elf's appearance clearly.

An Ke glanced at it secretly. The dragon looked a little serious, and the envelope made of unknown material was pinched and crumpled. After a short pause, Klier couldn't wait to open the envelope.

The writing on the letter was crooked, and it didn't look like it was written by a human being.

There was another short period of silence. The giant dragon who was still reading the letter just now suddenly raised his head, turned around and walked towards the room, and went straight to the extremely sharp kitchen knife hanging on the closet. The giant dragon raised the kitchen knife and stretched it out. Stretching out his index finger, without hesitation, the skin was cut open instantly, and some blood oozes out, but the giant dragon controlled the strength, and it was neither painful nor itchy for him.

On the contrary, An Ke, who was following Clear, was terrified, ran in from the door without hesitation, grabbed Clear's hand and was about to drag him outside.

"Quick, we need to find something to stop the bleeding."

In fact, the dragon's wound doesn't even need a Band-Aid. What Furry can't figure out is why the good guy suddenly wants to torture himself.

Clear quickly pulled the boy who was in a mess in front of him.

"Okay, Anke, it's okay."

"But I probably need your help, can I trouble you to lick my wound?"

Although the young man didn't understand, he was shocked. He took a step back, touched the dragon's forehead, and then touched his own. He was relieved. Fortunately, he didn't have a fever.

An Ke looked up and met the smiling eyes of the giant dragon, he was actually serious, not like he was joking.

Ugh, it's so embarrassing, I always feel...

Just when he thought that the boy was going to refuse, and was about to withdraw his hand, and was about to use other methods to verify his conjecture, the giant dragon suddenly felt a heat on his fingertips. The feeling was still so clear that it was suffocating. The dragon's originally bent back was slightly straightened, and the expression on his face became more serious. He glanced at the wound slightly.

Sure enough, he healed without treatment.

Just for a moment, An Ke still felt a little bloody taste in his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and then saw the dragon stretching out his index finger without any scars in front of him.

The opening that was slightly open was closed together, leaving only a little bloodshot around it that hadn't been wiped clean, and when he licked it, the wound healed!

An Ke's first reaction was to sigh that the power of saliva is so powerful, especially his.

"Look, it's amazing."

There was a hint of complacency in the dragon's tone.

"Actually, An Ke, you are not weak. You are actually a rare wood elf who can maximize the use of wood magic and special skills - healing."

As he spoke, Kreer unfolded the letter sent to him by the dragon priest. Although he didn't know the words, An Ke could still vaguely recognize that the thing curled up in a ball, with some fried hair, and a pair of wings belonged to the same species as him .

No wonder, no wonder he can identify the attributes of plants. Doesn't the word "rare" mean that he is amazing?

Thinking of this, An Ke puffed out her chest. It's all over now, and the money for seeing a doctor is saved.

Although he can't beat him, he can heal himself. As long as he saves himself fast enough, he won't be injured.

But to the great dragon's frustration, the gold coins were not delivered. When the message was delivered, the dragon priest happened to be traveling outside. It seemed that he had to go back to the territory himself, but he didn't want to leave Anke.

In addition to self-healing, when it comes to controlling plants, An Ke is overjoyed: "Can I make them bigger or smaller?"

"Theoretically, there is no problem, but you still need to learn."

An Ke tilted her head: "Study?"

Dragon: "That's right, you have to learn to control your own magic, and how to use and master it."

"But you can try it now."

Speaking of which, Claire pulled An Ke to the door, the giant dragon held the young man in his arms, took his hand, casually placed it on a weed, put it against the young man's ear, and lightly recited a spell .

Although he couldn't understand, the young man couldn't help but read along, and a miraculous thing happened, the weeds flashed a faint green light, the stems and leaves instantly magnified, and the dragon smiled gratifiedly.

An Ke is indeed very talented in wood magic. Although the dragon is very powerful, his magic element belongs to the fire department. He learned wood magic because of curiosity. Unfortunately, it was very difficult to learn. Too little.

However, probably An Ke is still too weak, even if he can do it once, the power of the magic is not too great, the weeds just climbed from the calf to the thigh, and the furry drooped his head, looking a little disappointed, the dragon touched it Tap the boy's head: "It's okay, no need..."

Before he could say any comforting words, the boy suddenly raised his head, his eyes shining brightly: "Ha! Clear, I thought of a new usage."

No need...too sad?

Looking at the fruits and vegetables in different sizes due to the boy's so-called practice, the giant dragon couldn't help admiring. It seems that he doesn't need to teach, the boy has already learned to integrate, although the fusion is not for fighting. But learning to use it to survive is still very important.

An Ke glanced at the watermelon that had finally grown in size, and was very satisfied. This was the taste of home.

Ever since he knew that he was talented, Anke's little pride was visible to the naked eye, and he couldn't wait to learn more wood magic. Unfortunately, Klier could not be his good teacher. Controlling plants may be difficult, but he burned plants. Get your hands on it.

An Ke was a little disappointed: "Well, maybe I can find my people to teach me."

Here is the problem, and Klier had to cruelly puncture Anke's dream: "It seems that it is not feasible, the wood elves of your family have always disliked the excitement, and cannot bear the wars between various races. When the outbreak broke out, you were the favorites of all countries. Unfortunately, there are always some malicious people who know that you are rare and use coercive means. As a result, your people are now hiding everywhere and do not want to show up. There have even been rumors Saying that your race is extinct may be nothing more than a rumor now."

He was depressed again, he forgot that he was rare.

"However, the situation has eased now, but in order not to cause unnecessary trouble, it's better for the two of us to hide our identities."

The boy's heart warmed up, and his tone was relaxed: "I'm not afraid, there is a strong dragon and you are here."

The two looked at each other and smiled. The revelation of the boy's identity did not cause much ripples, but the dullness of the night made it impossible to sleep.

An Ke finally couldn't take it anymore, a carp straightened up, and wiped his hands on his neck, it was covered with beads of sweat.

Irritable, there will be a night breeze when the window is opened, but mosquitoes will follow, and there will be no mosquitoes when the window is closed, but he will be burned to death, but the body of the dragon is still cool, Anke can't help but change back to the original body In the arms of the dragon.

Long's sleep was extremely shallow, and he was already awake when the person in his arms moved. His brown pupils shimmering in the dark night narrowed slightly, and he tightened his hands.

He will definitely protect Anke well.

The two embraced each other to sleep, An Ke rarely slept extremely comfortably, and was full of energy the next morning.

Their task today is to make glutinous rice cakes and try making ice powder for the first time. If possible, they will go outside to find some new fruits or vegetables.

Allen was also extremely punctual, as if he was right on time. When the two of them put down their jobs, he stepped into the yard, but he was followed by a woman.

Allen, who has always been carefree, was a little shy for the first time, scratching his head, and speaking at a slower speed than before: "That... Anke, this is my mother."

Several people have asked, the woman looks very loving, a typical appearance in Western movies, standing quietly behind Allen.

"She saw the dustpan you made yesterday and wanted you to teach her."

An Ke fell into silence, and glanced at Klier beside her.

There was a weird embarrassment between the three, and Allen explained in a hurry: "Don't worry, it's definitely not for nothing. We will repay you with meat and the plants you need."

An Ke slapped Allen on the head: "What do you think, of course, but I'm afraid I need to finish some small things before I can start teaching."

Allen waved his hand quickly: "It's okay, come in the afternoon, come in the afternoon."

After the woman left, the three of them started today's work.

In the first step, they needed glutinous rice, a lot of glutinous rice, so the three of them began to march between the fields. In order to prevent too much damage, the villagers had no food, so An Ke carried Alan to the space to collect a lot.When the three met, their hands were full, even more than needed.

Compared with rice in the modern world, Spartina is undoubtedly easier to collect. There are no fine hairs, and the particles are larger. However, it is indeed difficult to peel off a pile in a short time without any tools. The three of them first beat them with wooden sticks. , to help the fruit and rice husks separate, and finally use the dustpan for screening.

It's not particularly labor-intensive, but the finished product is indeed not as good as the stock that has been screened by various machines. If it is possible, he needs a Wind Valley machine even more now. An Ke is thinking in his heart when he will get one. If it is produced on a large scale, it is definitely not possible to rely on manpower alone, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive.

An Ke was already planning to remove the glutinous rice cake from the ice powder at this time, and he was really annoyed, but this time he didn't intend to give up, after all, who doesn't love soft glutinous glutinous rice cakes.