Angel raised his eyes and saw in the mid-air not far away, a few little guys maybe about half a meter tall, holding different leaves and roots, swaying in the wind, like dandelions.
However, dandelions fly with the wind, wherever they go. But these little guys rely on controlling the roots to make the leaves fly against the wind.
At this time, this group... Angel counted by the moonlight, about twelve little guys, flying towards the bottom of the cliff where he was.
If nothing unexpected happens, they should have flown down from the cliff. However, why are they flying in their own direction?
"Rustling, rustling..."
The voice came with the wind. The voice was subtle, just like the size of these little guys, they were also very mini and delicate.
As they got closer, Angel also saw their appearance clearly.
Overall, they look like elves in fairy tales. Their bodies are all woven from plants, including grass skirts, wood and rattan armor, and petal clothes.
He is holding a leaf with a handle. Everyone's leaves are different, but the leaves are all the same big, just like carrying an umbrella.
As for the appearance, it is quite similar to humans, but it has no nose. In other words, it has nostrils but no nose bridge.
It looks slightly strange.
However, their eyes are clear in black and white, showing no trace of hostility, and full of innocence.
They continued to chatter, and judging from their direction, they were talking to Angel.
However, Angel couldn't quite understand their language.
They seemed to have thought of something. Among them, the little guy wearing wooden vine armor and a cuckold said in common language: "Sir, are you okay?"
His tone of voice was obviously a bit strange, and it seemed that he rarely spoke Common Language.
Following his inquiry, several of his companions floating in the air behind him also started chattering. It was just that they didn't seem to speak common language, but their expressions of concern were clear.
"Me?" Angel was stunned for a moment and pointed at himself.
"Yes, sir. Did you fall from above? Do you need me to help you check your injuries?" The young man with the wooden vine armor asked with concern, and kept looking at Angel's legs and feet.
Angel: "..."
He just came in and chose a remote place, so how could he be misunderstood as having fallen?
However, Angel did not complain. Through super-perception, he could confirm that these "elves" were really concerned about his "injury".
The girl wearing a pure white petal skirt, with black bean-like eyes, even showed signs of accumulating tears.
Angel: "I didn't fall, I just came to fish. I came over from the beach to look for any tough and strong sticks, and then I could make them into fishing rods..."
As Angel spoke, he pointed to the beach not far away.
"Look, there is my companion over there."
The little guy holding the blade turned his head and looked around, and sure enough, through the dense forest, he saw a silver-haired woman sitting on a rock fishing on the beach a hundred meters away.
After confirming once again that Angel was fine and had not fallen, the boy Mutojia breathed a sigh of relief: "It's great that he didn't fall. Then we won't disturb you sir. Let's go to other places to see if there is any need." Someone who helps."
After finishing speaking, it turned to its little friend who was still floating in the air behind it and explained a few words.
After learning that Angel was fine, they all patted their chests exaggeratedly and made expressions like "Fortunately everything is fine".
Then, they didn't stay at all, waved to Angel, and rode off again.
Soon after, the figure disappeared at the end of the palm forest.
Looking at this group of elves coming and going like the wind, Angel's expression was still a little confused.
They are... silver corals
The island’s rescue team?
Does Silver Coral Island have such a small team?
Angel walked towards the beach ahead with doubts... Although it was only a hundred meters away, Angel met several more figures during this short journey.
From the looks of it, they seemed to be cutting down trees.
But what's strange about them is that some of them are cutting down trees, while others are planting trees, and they seem to be borrowing and returning them...
Angel didn't intend to say hello to them, but they took the initiative to wave to Angel, and Angel could only nod and leave quickly.
Angel didn't intend to say hello to them, but they took the initiative to wave to Angel, and Angel could only nod and leave quickly.
When he came to the beach.
I found more people on the beach...
However, Laplace was the only one fishing on the beach. Others were looking for seafood washed up in the crevices of rocks or under rocks.
Perhaps because there were so many people on the beach, Laplace didn't notice Angel right away.
When Angel came to her side, she came back to her senses:
"When did you come?"
Before Angel could reply, a voice came from the side: "I came from under the cliff over there five minutes ago, and met a group of Konoha guards on the way."
Angel was stunned and looked around.
The speaker was found on the beach under the rock. Angel had not seen it because he was blocked by the rock.
Angel didn't notice her until she spoke.
And this person is the special NPC of Silver Coral Island, the defender of the Little Treasure Tower, and the former incarnation of Laplace... "Treasure Mermaid" Meiji!
Mei Ji changed her outfit at this time, wearing a long skirt and lying on the beach chair.
The thin long skirt not only covered her fishtail, but also showed off her elegant curves.
The whole person looks like a beautiful painting.
The only strange thing is that when you lie down on a beach chair at night, you are planning to bask in the stars?
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Chapter completed!