The arrow flew straight towards the person with a "swish".
When it reached the person, it was less than half a foot away, but it stopped and floated in mid-air.
All the elves stared at this unexpected situation dumbfounded.
After Cheng Qianxun touched his feet to the ground, he calmly stretched out his hand and picked off the arrow suspended in mid-air.
Thurnhill breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "I finally missed it...it's been a thousand years."
This caused the other elves to laugh and say yes.
Apparently Thernhill's archery skills were also quite good.
Omrod, who was accompanying him, asked: "Cheng, you can try it too."
"I have something very important."
She didn't have any leisure and elegance, and she was straightforward when playing with these elven royal nobles: "I got an oracle.
Things may not go well.
It's best for you to be prepared.
Yes.
The tree will wither.
Maybe other people say that it has no effect at all, but when these words come from the mouth of a very capable person, it is completely different.
As soon as the words came out, the elf lords were stunned for a moment, and then immediately started talking among themselves in low voices.
They also formed a circle with Thurnhill.
Thurnhill, who was the tallest, lowered his head and listened solemnly.
Finally, Thernhill raised her head, and when she turned around, the other lords also turned around to face her.
"Cheng, the news you brought is really not good.
I don't know where it came from."
Thernhill remained calm at this time.
Of course she couldn't tell everything.
She had made up the reason when she came: "This is the ability of the gods.
Sometimes they can foresee some things.
Now that I know it, it will definitely happen."
"Then what kind of tree is it?"
Thurnhill did not express doubt.
After all, her abilities have long exceeded the imagination of the elves: "Is it the trees in the dense forest, or..."
Thenhir raised his head, and all the elves raised their heads.
What they saw and where they were was a tree, a tree of nature that was closely related to the lifeblood of the elves.
"But this is impossible."
A lord couldn't help it.
This was really a big deal: "The natural tree is so huge that nothing can shake it.
It certainly won't."
His words naturally made other lords agree that the tree of nature is as big as the universe.
If you can see this planet, you can see trees.
The canopy of trees covers nearly half of the planet and is hundreds of kilometers in diameter.
But she wasn't that optimistic and said she couldn't be shocked.
But if there was an order from above to destroy the tree, she could do it alone.
This is what worries her too.
If the tree is really destroyed.
The elves still hate her to death.
After sighing slightly, he said: "I'm afraid all the trees will wither."
He just said that the trees will wither, but he didn't say which one or how many.
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This sentence stunned all the elves again.
If it were all the trees, it would be a real natural disaster.
The elves are elves after all, and they have not lived in vain for so many years.
If it were a human being, he would have exploded and cried.
They shouted, but they still remained calm and elegant.
Although there was still a look of panic on his face that was difficult to hide.
"What could make all the trees wither?"
Not to mention Thurnhill, she didn't even know what it was.
The seeds of a tree of nature fall from the sky.
When the fruit of the tree of nature matures, its seeds will slowly fall down like a giant dandelion seed.
When it falls to the ground, it will not grow like a natural tree, but a variety of trees.
The seeds are very beautiful when they fall, and when there are a lot of them, they are even more beautiful than cherry blossom rain.
This fluffy, white and flawless seed as big as the mouth of a bowl slowly floated down, attracting a lot of attention.
Thurnhill stretched out his slender and strong hand and caught the seed.
The beauty will never be forgotten by anyone who has seen it.
"How come there are seeds?
It's only been fifteen days and it's not time yet."
As the manager, Omrod will remember some things very clearly, especially everything about the Tree of Nature.
After thinking for a while, I came to a conclusion: "It may be that the seeds matured late, or they were stuck more firmly, and they fell off now.
They usually fall off in the middle of the night."
Thurnhill raised his head and spoke meaningfully: "Really?"
Everyone raised their heads. . .
The natural tree seeds, like snowflakes, fell from mid-air, and the eyes were filled with pure white.
The seeds are raining heavily outside.
Standing at the window, Cheng Qianxun looked out, and some elves began to clean up the seeds that had been piled on his feet.
Behind him, Thurnhill and the other lords had been discussing for a while, and the rain of seeds that only fell once a month fell half a month early.
And the seeds usually float quite far, still at night, and they don't start floating in broad daylight like now.
The sound of horse hooves came from far away, and an elf who went out to patrol and inquire came back.
Sure enough, the seeds were concentrated near the dense forest castle, while there were far fewer in the distance.
"Could it be that the end of the tree of nature is coming?"
a lord asked.
Everything in the world has a lifespan, and even elves with extremely long lifespans cannot live for more than ten thousand years.
Birth, old age, illness and death are things that every race will experience.
Thernhill is quite rational: "If this is the case, then the elves can live as long as humans at most."
The original life span of thousands of years suddenly turned into less than a hundred years.
Of course, a lord who did not want to be a lord finally lost his cool: "Could it be that we will be like humans, with wrinkles on our faces in 20 or 30 years, and old age in 70 or 80 years?"
I can’t even walk.
I don’t want this.
We can’t let the tree of nature wither.
Please think of a solution quickly.”
"There is nothing we can do about it, it's God's will."
Thurnhill showed his helplessness and told the truth.
"I'm going to look through the book to see if there is any record of how to revive a tree."
"Yes, I'll go back right away.
I might have some in my library."
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So the lords started to leave.
What a heavy rain of seeds, or snow of seeds.
It was so beautiful.
Cheng Qianxun stretched out his hand and caught a flying seed from mid-air.
Feeling something at this time, he turned around and said, "I seem to know the reason."
When Thurnhill heard this, he immediately pulled the hem of his robe, moved his long legs, and walked over in a few steps.
She raised the seed and said, "Your Majesty, please take a closer look to see what is on the seed."
After a cursory look at something, Thanhil looked at her suspiciously, but seeing how confident she was, he took a closer look.
With the aura and attentiveness of this elf clan, it is impossible not to see it.
Sure enough, before long, Thurnhill discovered: "There is dew on it."
Yes, the upper end of the seed, the forked fuzz like a dandelion, is moist.
She dropped the one in her hand, stretched out her hand out the window, picked up another one, and brought it into the house.
Likewise, the plush on it was also damp.
Thin droplets of water are scattered on the top of the seed plush.
"What... is the reason?"
Thurnhill frowned slightly.
He had never seen this phenomenon before.
He also reached out and took one, but the result was the same
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