: Chapter 4

After sticking, it's a shame.
The feeling of flapping its wings and flying is beautiful, but a person who has never flew before suddenly grows wings. It is simply a dream to want to fly so easily.
Xiao He looked at the elegant and lovely young elf in front of him, and then thought about the bear posture in his dog's breaststroke turns, his old face was hot.
You can not be an angel with wings. New Orleans roast chicken also has a pair of fat wings!
Xiao He waved his fat wings...Ah, it's thin wings. He barely maintained his balance, and finally he could fly like a human.
Fortunately, his little elf friend is a careless person. Although a little disgusted, he finally didn't leave him behind.
"I have asked you many times to fly more and walk less. Look at you. You are obviously a pure elven clan, and it has degenerated to the point that you can't use wings!"
Xiao He didn't know much, so he chose not to say anything for now.
The elf boy is a lot of talk: "Xiaohe, you really can't go on like this. In five days, it will be the royal banquet. We have agreed to go to the Glory Ball. How can you be selected as you are now!"
What is the royal feast? Is Guangyao Ball a hairy again?
Xiao He, a serious earth person, really doesn't understand these settings!
And he obviously wore this spiritual world, for Mao he has lived here for a long time?
It's so strange!
Forget it...now is not the time to pursue this, Xiao He played the best eloquence in his life, and successfully inquired everything he wanted to know from the elf boy.
This boy was named Kewen, and he was a good friend who grew up with him when he was young. Both of them are tree elves, so they have no father or mother, and there are too many brothers and sisters of the same birth, so they are not siblings. .
Even though they are only seventeen or eighteen, they are actually one hundred and seventy years old. Of course, in the kingdom of the elves, one hundred and seventy years old is equivalent to seventeen years old for humans, and they are still very tender.
The royal banquet that Kewen said was a grand banquet that elves would have every century. Held in the royal capital, the whole people carnival, celebrating the birthday of their only god-Elf King El.
The Glory Ball is the highlight of the royal banquet, all elves above Tier 4 can participate.
As for how the elves were divided into stages, Xiao He didn't ask carefully, he only knew that he and Kewen were both poor elves of the seventh order.
It stands to reason that these two small soil packs were killed and don't even want to participate in the Glory Ball.
But there is no end to the road, there are always paths.
These two elves who desperately want to meet the world are still in a good way, and they work hard to really participate.
Tier 4 elves cannot bring dancing partners, but elves of Tier 3 and above can bring partners at will, and there is no requirement for the quality of the dance partners. As long as the participating elves are willing, even if they bring a final ninth step, no one Will stop.
Is it just that a noble Tier 3 Elf can see a Tier 9 Elf?
Xiao He said, thinking too much!
In the same way, it was difficult for them, the poor Tier 7 elves, to get on their thighs.
Just said that there is no end to the road.
So there is really a ‘solution’.
Elves above Tier 3 can be regarded as nobles among the nobles in this world, but even the most noble people, there are always so few weird existences.
A certain noble first-order elf in the royal capital was a curious person.
His name is Lance, and he is the Minister of War, in charge of military affairs and rulings, and is the most trusted courtier of the Elf King.
But this noble elf did not take the usual path, and the dance partner of each royal banquet was selected in advance.
He never invited elves above Tier 4, only three days before the banquet in the royal capital, that is, on his own birthday, he selected two lucky ones from the elves who came to sign up and led them to the glorious ball.
Regarding his preference, the upper elf clan despised, dissatisfied, and despised, but because he was in power, no one would provoke him.
For low-level elves, it is a great thing.
Xiao He was a little puzzled, it was just a dance party. As for being so desperate, he only showed a slight slackness. The little elf Kewen exploded: "Xiaohe! Don't be lazy anymore, if we join Guangyao You can bathe in the Holy Light during the dance, and then you can easily advance to the Shenwu Academy!"
Xiao He's ears hurt when he yelled, and finally he understood a little more. It turned out to be related to the future, but this was understandable. But even if he understood, Xiao He still had no interest. It was just a spiritual world, everything was imaginary, and he was not in the mood to fight hard. All he had to do was to find Fan Shen and solve...Ah no, heal him, and then get the money and get out.
Thinking of this, Xiao He thought about it, and asked directly: "Kewen, do you know a person named Fan Shen?"
"Fan Shen?" The elf boy shook his head in confusion, "I haven't heard of it, is it your friend?"
Seeing his look, Xiao He was very disappointed. It seemed that Fan Shen was not a well-known person in this world. In this way, it would not be easy to find him.
Xiao He couldn't figure it out. It stands to reason that this is Fan Shen's spiritual world. He can control this place at will, and there is no need to keep himself silent.
But now the two great men he inquired about were Elf King El, the War Minister Lance, and none of them were Fan Shen.
Xiao He wondered, did Fan Shen change his name? Isn't it, your own world, you don't need your own name?
In short, there are many doubts, and now I can only take one step at a time and make a temporary response.
He and Kewen finally rushed back to the city before dark, and when they entered the city, Xiao He was shocked again.
The country of the elves is beyond imagination.
Gorgeous and cumbersome Rococo buildings, light green spacious streets, towering lighthouses with exquisite gems...not to mention the flying in mid-air, gorgeously dressed, a more beautiful fairy!
It was really a dream world, Xiao He sighed sincerely.
He and Kewen are low-level seventh-order elves, so they don't have their own residence yet, they just live in the park tree house.
The park here is not a park on the earth, but the common residence of all tree elves. They are born from the mother tree and will be placed here. When they grow up, they can go out to find a new place to live.
Although it is a tree house, it is also very beautiful.
Xiao He looked over one by one, and was very satisfied with this small residence.
Clean, tidy and practical, this is the most basic requirement for his residence.
When they returned to the tree house, they didn't rest immediately. Kewen put down his backpack, took out a bunch of shiny little things from it, and counted them seriously.
Xiao He did a good job, his backpack was full of dangdangs, and he was also loaded with these sparkling sparkles.
After Kewen finished counting, he smiled comfortably: "Forty-eight Yingyue Fruits, great, we will change to star coins tomorrow, and we will collect the registration fee!"
Xiao Heshu's shiny hands paused, and he couldn't help but complain in his heart: Feelings, they are collecting the registration fee! Really have enough fight!
Kewen was calculating with excitement again: "Tomorrow afternoon we can go to Xinglan Castle. As long as Lord Lance can see it, we can participate in the glorious ball. At that time..."
The elf was dreaming about a bright future, but Xiao He couldn't help frowning, "Lance Master Lance"? Why does it feel a little weird? This Lance is not a lady, right? How else would you choose these young boys as dance partners?
After thinking about it carefully, Xiao He's hair is on the back, and a female elf who can be regarded as a minister of war is definitely not annoying!
Forget it, Xiao He was most afraid of Sister Yu in his life, and even more afraid of Sister Niu Cha Yu who was brave and capable of raising small meat, so he retreated from the bottom of his heart.
He doesn't want to participate in that dance party anyway, so he will set out tomorrow to find his patients!
The next day, Xiao He was awakened by Ke Wen early in the morning, and the two went to Fenglin Avenue together to submit Yingyue Fruit in exchange for Star Coins.
Xiao He's eyes were not enough on this road. Either the building was too gorgeous, or the elves were too beautiful. As an earthling, seeing so many beautiful things all at once, he really wanted to be blinded by the rhythm.
Fortunately, he was mentally prepared yesterday, so he finally didn't drool over the slapped colorful gems on the side of the road today.
The process of submitting Yingyueguo was very simple. After getting Star Coins, Kewen hurriedly took him to Xinglan Castle to sign up.
However, Xiao He didn't plan to go anymore. He was about to find an excuse to avoid, but suddenly heard a sound of inhalation.
Kewen shook his hand and started shaking non-stop: "Xiao...Xiao...Xiaohe, that...that is..."
Xiao He turned his head, and then suddenly opened his eyes.
Damn... Damn it! Is that the legendary Pegasus? !
Xiao He, who had never seen the world, forgot to blink.
In the clear, shallow blue sky, there are four snow-white two-winged flying horses. They are vigorous and beautiful in shape. Their pure white hair is like the first snow in winter, white is pure, white is dazzling, and white is like from a fairy tale world. Galloping out.
But behind them there is even more dazzling existence. It is a carriage made of a whole huge gem, which is more than three meters long and wide, and a complete semi-circular shape, which emits crystals under the reflection of sunlight. Azure, like a spring ocean, sparkling, and like a summer night starry sky, shimmering; it does not have too many carvings, but it is gorgeous enough to make people willing to spend a lifetime of wealth in exchange for a moment of owning it.
When there is no wind, the carriage door opens slowly, and a tall figure walks out slowly.
Xiao He looked up from the bottom up, only to feel that his long golden hair was like a scorching sun and his deep blue eyes were like a deep winter ice lake, his head slightly lowered, his handsome face was enough to change the color of the world.
At this moment, Kewen was already half-kneeled on the ground, and his voice was full of trembling and uncontrollable excitement: "Lan...Master Lance!"