Chapter 1839 (1/2)

If you can't find the fairy crown, according to Shi Sheng - then cut down the trees.

I don't know if the tree of death is aware of Sheng's dangerous idea. Countless tree roots chase her crazy.

It's no use cutting down the roots. The roots are like small soldiers of the tree of death. Without another batch, they are worthless at all.

Shi Sheng cut impatiently and blew up with an energy ball. The ground was full of big pits. The tree roots were afraid of lightning in the pit. Shi Sheng blew up a circle around with an energy ball to block those annoying tree roots.

”I'm going to cut it. What the hell!” It's a great tree. I can even collapse. I'm afraid I can't deal with a tree!!

”Xi Wei.” Jinglin hugged Shi Sheng, ”calm down.”

”I can't calm down.” Shi Sheng is holding an iron sword and must kill the tree.

”Xiwei, come on, look at me.” Jinglin broke her off. ”Calm down, will you?”

”How can you calm me down, it...” Shi Sheng's face suddenly magnified, and the lip flap was pasted on Sheng's lips, soft as jelly.

Jinglin didn't do anything else. He just stuck to her for a long time and released, ”what about now?”

The mirror was calm on his face, but his heart was beating suddenly. His behavior was out of control just now. His body shouted to him to do so. It seemed that only in this way could she calm down.

Shi Sheng's mouth moved and inserted the iron sword into the ground, ”I'll think about it again.”

Jinglin: ”

When he let go, Sheng said, ”don't push an inch.”

”If you kiss me or not, I'll go.” Shi Sheng made a gesture to take an iron sword.

Before Jing Lin, she took one step to hold the iron sword, and a blush appeared on her face. Covering Shi Sheng's eyes with her other hand, she bent over and pecked on her lips. It felt very soft, like he once slept on the tree of life, the leaves brushed his cheeks, and the breeze rippled.

He quickly released Shi Sheng and turned, ”satisfied? No more nonsense.”

Jinglin clenched his hands. What was he doing just now??

Why is the body getting out of control?

It's not that his body is out of control, but that something in his heart is breaking out of the cocoon and occupying his thoughts and actions.

”Why am i fooling around? You haven't seen my real strength. How do you know I can't kill that tree.” Shi Sheng muttered discontentedly, feeling that his strength was questioned.

Mirror Lin sipped his lips. ”The Spirit gave birth to the tree of life, and the tree of death suppressed us. Do you understand?”

”I don't understand.” The original owner knows that the elves who make trouble have seriously studied the culture of the elves. It's good to know common sense.

Jinglin turned around, and the mood on his face had converged. He went to the gap between the pit and the pit, grabbed a tree root trying to drill in, cut off the tree root, and returned to Shi Sheng with the tree root.

He spread out his white hand and squeezed the juice from the tree root into the palm of his hand. The palm immediately showed a black mark. Jinglin threw away the tree root and raised his hand to Shi Sheng. ”I see, it's just its root system that can cause us such damage. Its noumenon will be hundreds of times more serious than this.”

Shi Sheng reached out and touched the palm of his hand. The black place seemed to be hardened.

Where her fingertips touched, they began to harden.

Jinglin hurriedly used the therapy. Shi Sheng's fingertips became soft. She looked a little strange, ”so awesome...”

The life power of the elves comes from the tree of life. It has a long life and is difficult to die, but the tree of death is the nemesis of the elves.

”I have a question. Since the tree of life has withered, you and I are elves. Why are we all fine?” She has wanted to ask this question for a long time.

Everyone is an elf. How can we make a special one?

”I am the king of the elves. I have the residual power of the elves' crown in my body.”

”What about me?”