Chapter 1264 Elves, what did you do to the Well of Eternity again?!
Under the old trees and in front of the wooden house, the moonlight flows quietly.
Grete looked around. Elder Gilat smiled slightly, but the lines of his cheeks and the corners of his eyes were a little tight, trying to hide his nervousness;
Ash Moonsong sat up from the campfire, holding the blanket with one hand, stretching her neck and looking here;
Although Udian did not get up, he secretly opened one eye. When his eyes met, he immediately closed it as if nothing had happened...
As for Bernard, the barbarian carefully put his hands behind his back, and the sound of clenching his fists could not be stopped.
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Gretel couldn't help but smile. He took a half-step to the side, looked into Ms. Yin Luni's eyes through the crack in the door, and said softly:
"Don't worry. I won't go anywhere until you recover."
In the crack of the door, the pair of green eyes blinked, seeming to retreat into the darkness in panic. Grete turned to look back at Elder Melinsela, speaking in a relaxed tone:
"When I come to Yongju Island, I still have some things I want to do and study. But before that, I want to accompany Cerela to walk around and go to some fun and beautiful places. Is there any place I can go to?
Introduce?"
"Of course!" Elder Melinsela breathed a sigh of relief. He wanted to study and play around with Cerela. This means that Gretel has a good impression of Evermeet Island anyway.
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Since I have a good impression of him, I hope to keep him for one more year, and one more year. Even if he can't stay for a long time, at least it can help him develop more recognition for the elves...
As for places to play, there are so many! Standing on the top of Silver Peak, you can overlook the lake surrounded by mountains;
The Rainbow Bridge across the twin islands is worth a walk;
Wang Ting's World Tree, you should go and see it no matter what...
A series of beautiful scenery came to his lips. However, in the end, Elder Melinsela just smiled:
"There are so many places to play and beautiful scenery on Yongju Island. You can play for a whole year in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and you won't be able to see the entire scenery of Yongju Island! - If you are interested,
, I will send a disciple to guide you later?"
The green eyes in the wooden house came closer. Gretel smiled:
"Let's talk about it. It's very late, and I haven't finished my meditation today yet. - I'll leave it to you to help my mother recover in the next few days..."
He bowed slightly and filed into the mage's cabin with Cerela and others. As for the lump still hanging on his head, who cares?
If you have the ability to rush into the elven secret realm, even with the help of protective magic equipment, you must be above level 10. From level 10 onwards, whether you are a warrior or a spellcaster, you will never be able to hang upside down on an ancient tree for days and nights.
Human life!
Besides, it seems that when he was chatting with Elder Melinsela, the vine that had been whipping had quietly retracted, right?
Fanu hung on the tree for seven days and seven nights. It wasn't exactly hanging upside down. If he really couldn't bear it anymore, he could still do some abdominal curls and grab the vines to rest for a while.
The elves who gathered under the ancient tree gradually dispersed from the next morning. Those who should help appease the ancient tree should help appease the ancient tree;
Those who should support the battlefield should support the battlefield;
Those who want to take advantage of this rare vacation to visit relatives and friends, especially the elves who have lived in the Elf Forest for a long time or have been seriously injured and sealed in ancient trees for dozens or hundreds of years, should seize the time to visit relatives and friends.
In addition to Ash Moonsong staying by the ancient tree, walking around with Cerela, practicing with Bernard, and teaching Appa some elf magic skills, even Idian ran away to unknown places.
, it is said that we are preparing to advance to the legend.
Only Gretel lived by the wooden house under the tree for seven days and nights. Every day he walked, meditated, talked to Ms. Yin Luni, and watched Elder Melinsela's disciples treat her.
As she watched her skinny cheeks gradually become plumper, her atrophied muscles seemed to be getting fuller and plumper day by day, as if they had undergone filling surgery.
Grete was a little worried and scanned it over and over with B-ultrasound, and found that it was indeed muscle, not fat.
Then I asked Ms. Yin Luni for a drop of blood, and ran to Elder Fahim to let the ancient tree taste it to make sure that the blood indicators were all normal. With an elf who was completely healthy and could wield the moon blade to kill seven in and seven out, there was nothing.
In terms of rapid recovery, elves' accumulation of nutrition and magic skills really surpass humans by a lot...
Grete followed up, made inspections, and took notes. The type and weight of each food, the pattern of each magic circle, and the casting time were all carefully noted down. He wished he could do the experiment again.
And every time he checked and recorded, Ms. Yin Luni watched with a smile. She stretched out her hand when asked, rolled up her trouser legs when asked, and stretched out her finger generously for him to poke if she wanted a drop of blood.
After Grete finished the examination, she hummed songs, cooked for him, collected dew to make juice, pulled silk from leaves and grass stems, and sewed clothes for him.
Day after day, Gretel was as busy as a spinning top, but her deep green eyes were getting brighter and brighter. Only when Grete looked up occasionally during her concentrated research, could she see the longing and sadness that she had no time to hide.
Grete knew without asking that Yin Luni, like every mother, hopes that her child will always be under her knees, safe and happy, and can see her every day;
However, like every mother, she knew that one day her children would spread their wings and fly high, and one day they would leave her and go to a very, very far away place.
Grete was also very helpless about this. After all, he was not Yin Luni's real son. What he could do was to try his best to leave a warm memory for his original mother while he was staying on Yongju Island...
On the night of the seventh day, Grete finished everything and leaned under the ancient tree to meditate for the day. Just as he adjusted his condition and prepared to sink into meditation, a scream suddenly came from above his head.
Gretel suddenly looked up and saw the silver ancient tree waving its branches like crazy. Fanu hanging on it was spun like a windmill, shouting at the top of his lungs and almost hitting the trunk several times...
"Put him down!"
Gretel was startled and immediately pressed his hands against the ancient tree and shouted loudly. The ancient tree showed no response and was still waving its branches. Gretel gritted his teeth, turned around and hugged the trunk of the tree, pressing his forehead hard against it:
"Don't be like this...don't be like this...calm down..."
The moment his consciousness connected with the ancient tree, Grete let out a dull groan, biting his lower lip with his teeth so that blood flowed out. A burning, hot wave surged into his consciousness, and his whole body felt like he was standing in a fire...
No, it's not him, but the ancient tree... Every rhizome of the ancient tree is inserted into the fire, and the flames rush wildly and surge upward along the trunk...
Elves, what have you done to the Well of Eternity?!
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