The Descendants of Wudang In Another World

The elves are very beautiful. Although this woman is not as good as Lisi'er, she is also a very rare beauty in the human world. She stared at Zhang Hao with gold-like but clear eyes like clear springs for a while, and suddenly said: "I can feel the ancestral scent in you. It is very strong and smells very good. It smells exactly like the mother tree. ."

Zhang Hao was frightened. He lowered his head and sniffed under his ribs. Then he smiled and said, "I'm sorry, beautiful lady, I haven't had a bath for several days. The smell is there, but it is definitely a sour smell, as for the nobles. The gentle and broad maternal taste of the mother tree is impossible for me as a big man."

"No, it is indeed the smell of the mother tree, I can't make a mistake." Marguerite looked unquestioned.

Zhang Hao was very embarrassed. A man with no problem in his heart was told by a beautiful girl that you were'sissy'. Whoever changed it would feel a little uncomfortable. He suppressed the unhappiness, he shrugged and asked, "Beautiful Miss, did you come here to ridicule me?"

"No." Margaret was surprised at first, then she straightened her face and said with a solemn expression: "Your Excellency does have the smell of our mother tree. It is very sweet and smells good. Really, our elves follow Don't lie."

Zhang Hao patted his forehead. He really couldn't stand this elf girl. He stepped back and talked about it. Even if you really have such a bit of sissy and contrived, you shouldn't say it in such a serious tone. It hurts one's self-esteem. Especially a martial artist like Zhang Hao, rolling on the edge of the knife. The tough guy is the pursuit of all martial arts people, and the three words sissy are very lethal to him.

Lisi'er smiled tremblingly beside her. In fact, she was the culprit. Margaret's so-called mother tree smell actually came from Lisi'er. The high elves were the earliest elven race and the elves with the closest bloodline to the forest mother tree. , The elves are very sensitive to the mother tree in the forest. But Margaret couldn't see Lisi'er, and mistakenly thought it was Zhang Hao who smelled like a mother tree.

The elves have been closed for too long. The border has only recently been opened up. She has no knowledge of the world and does not know the severity of her words, so please forgive her. Seeing Margaret's serious and innocent face, Zhang Hao really couldn't get angry, so he could only turn the subject away: "Miss, apart from these. Do you have anything else to say? If not, we will leave. Up."

"Your Excellency, please wait. I would like to ask, why do you have the smell of mother tree ground?" Margaret could tell Zhang Hao was upset, but she didn't understand why this green-haired boy showed signs of anger. , In the elves, if you face to face to praise a male elite has the smell of mother tree. He would only feel very honored, although they didn't have the smell of the mother tree.

"I don't know, maybe you should ask the noble forest mother why she smells the same as mine." Zhang Hao decided to ignore the elf woman, got up and wanted to leave, but Marguerite immediately blocked him. before. Anxiously asked: "Your Excellency, please tell me why you have the smell of the mother tree, which is very important to us."

"I'm sorry, I don't understand what you are talking about. Although the mother of the forest of nobles is well-known throughout the continent, I have never been in the hinterland of the elves, nor have I seen the mother of the forest, let alone smell of her."

"The mother tree is getting weaker and weaker, and her breath is getting weaker. The entire forest has been affected. You are a human, but the smell on your body is very strong. No less than Her Majesty, no, it should be more than her Majesty. It's higher, so I hope you can go back to the forest with me and ask the high priest to judge you." Marguerite said seriously.

Zhang Hao frowned: "Judgment? Miss Elf, are you sure you are not joking? What does the weakness of the mother of the forest have to do with me, please pay attention to your own rhetoric."

Marguerite seemed to be angry. She replied loudly: "Our elves never make jokes casually. Since you have the breath of a mother tree, even if you are a human, you have to return to the Holy Land of Elves to accept the ruling of the Great Sacrifice. "

The conversation between the two attracted everyone's attention. Seeing that she seemed to be in trouble, her teammates gathered around her, staring at Zhang Hao intently, and flashing out their weapons like a demonstration. The goddess stepped forward and asked softly: "Margaret, is this rich boy bullying you?"

Really, after coming to this world, I have been carrying my life back and I am always entangled in inexplicable troubles. Zhang Hao snorted and pressed the hilt behind the sword with his right hand. I don't know if it is because of his appearance or his own way of dealing with things. During this period of time, either he was scolded by a man as a little boy, or he was treated as a dude by a strange woman.

War God Huixing held his huge sword in his hand and stared at Zhang Hao disdainfully. The high-level electric magician was even more exaggerated. A little bit stiffened, she was about to be triggered, Margaret said at this moment a sentence that made her teammates shocked: "He didn't bully me, I'm persuading him to return to the forest elf with me to see the mother tree, please The big sacrifice held a ceremony for him, and then the cut..."

"What?" Margaret was interrupted before finishing her words. The eyes of the two men, the God of War and the Mage, stared out, and even the goddess Fu covered her small mouth with an inconceivable expression. Looked at her with eyes. There is a legend on the mainland that humans and elves love each other because the lifespan of the two is too far apart, and it is the elves that ultimately suffer. In order to avoid this, a certain female priest of the elves created a kind of "eternal love". 'The magic can make the life span of the two people evenly divided. This kind of magical conditions are not harsh. All the great sacrifices of the elves can be used, but it must be performed under the canopy of the motherland of the forest to be effective.

"Mary, you actually fell in love with this little white face at first sight?" Huixing War God slapped his breastplate painfully: "Look at him as thin as a refugee, how can he be your protector."

"I don't agree with Embi's second half sentence. A person's strength cannot be measured by muscle." Although the magician looked at Margaret anxiously: "But I agree with his first half sentence, Marguerite. Especially, although this lord looks handsome, it is too rash to hold an eternal love ceremony with him before he can figure out his character and personality."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Margaret blushed, and she stomped and said: "I want him and me to return to the Holy Land of Jinglin, to hold an identification ceremony, and then the high sacrifice will judge him."

Lisi'er yelled at one side: "Hahaha, my stomach hurts when I laughed. This little Nizi is so funny."

As soon as these words came out, the three of them immediately stood on alert and put on an attacking posture. The goddess asked in surprise: "Judgment? Mary, is he the wanted criminal of your elves? Sure enough, he is a gentle scum."

War God Huixing waved the giant sword in his hand, walked towards Zhang Hao, and smiled bravely: "Mary, don't worry, this guy is thin and skinny. You don't need to do it. I will grab him and take care of him. Mavsey, watch him carefully and don't let him run away."

"No problem!" Hearing that Margaret was not going to hold an eternal love ritual, the magician smiled happily: "Except for the elves of the wind, no one can escape from the hands of the electric magician."

Zhang Hao sighed for a long time. There was no passion at all in fighting with these four people. After seeing the Eastern Dryad's Heavenly Thunder Blade Art and the Titan's divine power, there was no one in the mainland who could see him. Moreover, his skill has increased greatly recently, and it doesn't take much effort to deal with these four people.

"Stop, Embi, if you dare to hurt him, I will immediately put you in the ranks of the enemy." Margaret slid into the middle of the two sides, opening her hands to protect Zhang Hao. The elven race's wind rush is indeed well-deserved, especially under the performance of an archer, it has been able to catch up with the speed before Zhang Hao has not understood the fifth layer of the Taigong mental method. It is said that the elven sharpshooter uses the wind rush, and the speed is so fast. Ordinary people can't even see the shadow.

"Isn't he the wanted man of your elves?" Embi and Mavsey were confused, or the goddess Fu was more calm, she turned Margarita back to her side and said: "Mary, good Explain, you seem to have caused unnecessary misunderstandings."

Have it? Marguerite looked at the people with a puzzled expression, stayed for a while, sorted out her thoughts, and began to say the reason. In the previous month, the mother of the forest's source of life suddenly weakened. This is a precursor to the emergence of a new elf successor. The mother tree will hand over the magic power and new special abilities it has accumulated for hundreds of years to be suitable for succession. The only sign is that the successor has a strong mother tree aura, which can be easily distinguished. After more than a hundred years, after the successor has slowly mastered the powerful power of the mother tree, the incumbent elf Wang taught her how to become a king. After a hundred years of internship, the current queen can hand over the crown to her successor.

However, something is wrong this time. The new successor to the throne did not appear in the elven forest. After discussion, the elven cabinet agreed that the successor may be experienced outside ~www.readwn.com~ or may be a foreign race, so notify the whole clan, if you see Anyone with the breath of a mother tree, regardless of his race, should be invited to go to the Elf Forest to perform an identification ceremony, and then the high priest will determine whether he is eligible to be the successor to the Elf clan throne.

It turned out that this is the case. The three of the mercenary team looked at Zhang Hao in embarrassment, and Ma Fusai asked strangely: "Mary, can your elves tolerate people of other races as your king?"

"Of course." Margaret replied naturally: "The power of the mother tree will transform him into a complete elf within a hundred years, even if it is a dragon."

"So there are people of other races who have been kings of the elves before?" The goddess asked curiously.

"Yes, she was originally a human."

"What's the name of that lucky human compatriot?" Enbi showed a look of envy, the king of the clan, with extremely strong power, just listening to it is fascinating.

"Jan of Arc."

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