Thurnhill seemed unaware of this moment, standing there with the freshness after taking a bath.
His figure was already extremely tall, and his robe dragged on the ground, elongating his slender figure and making him extremely beautiful.
He looked at the cracked wall behind him in confusion: "Could this be a room originally?"
"Thoughts" were also put aside.
The level of artificial intelligence was simply astonishing.
Cheng Qianxun could only smile bitterly.
He put down the hand covering his forehead and stood up: "You should go to bed early.
I'll go out for a walk."
"Where are you going so late?"
Seeing her about to leave, Thurnhill took two steps faster and put his hand on her shoulder: "There is a bed over there."
Two rooms became one with two beds.
Thinking about it, for more than two months, she and Thurnhill had slept in the open, sleeping on the spot next to the campfire, much closer than the distance between the two beds.
But she still decided to go out.
There were a lot of rooms here.
If her "thoughts" didn't make other arrangements, she would sleep in the corridor: "I just feel a little upset and want to go out for a walk."
"Then I'll accompany you."
"No need."
She didn't want to have anything to do with the elves.
After all, she was just a passerby.
Unexpectedly, Thanhill took a step forward and hugged her tightly from behind.
Her long blond hair that was still wet hung down like a thin curtain, blocking the way forward.
"Cheng" Thurnhill's voice was so gentle and weak: "I'm so tired...Help me.
Thought said, maybe you are the only one on this planet who can help me, help me...Please..."
The word "please" turned her originally chaotic heart upside down.
Ordinary people have long been soft.
The beautiful lady must have experienced a lot in her life, and she may not have ever asked for help from others.
He was so proud.
You can indeed be proud.
There is really nothing we can do this time.
"But I can't, can't..."
No matter how warm and fragrant she was, she was still determined and struggled for a while, but she couldn't break free.
The strength of the elves is much greater than that of humans.
If you see the elves running in the forest, they can jump up to a branch of nearly three meters in one jump.
You can understand why they are called elves.
"No, you can.
You must be able."
Thurnhill refused to let go, like a drowning man hugging a piece of driftwood: "Why, you can help us."
Why?
Because the lives of all living beings in the three realms are in her hands.
What she does will make a difference in the final outcome.
If passed.
The Three Realms will be safe, otherwise, Pluto will take her place and take the test.
If she fails, there will be no need for the Three Realms to continue to exist.
Compared with the lives of hundreds of millions of living beings, she can only persist and cannot be soft-hearted. . .
Luck forms a barrier around the body.
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The scope of the barrier gradually expanded. . .
As her thoughts grew, the space around her also grew.
Thernhill's arm was pushed out, and she was able to break free.
Without looking back or looking at Thurnhill behind her, she strode to the door and ordered in a firm and unquestioning tone: "Open the door, I know you can hear me."
The door opened and she walked out.
Walking in the corridor, the voice of "Thought" sounded, still as calm as water, with a bit of rigidity: "Do you want me to rearrange the room?"
"Okay, but don't put any more elves in.
I need to rest, otherwise I will leave."
She continued to move forward.
"Poof" a door not far away opened.
She stopped and thought, "Is this room okay?"
Glancing inside, the room was much smaller than before.
There was no furniture and only a bed with a metal countertop.
She went inside.
Lying on the bed, she just closed her eyes when she heard "Thought" start talking again: "Can you sleep?
How about we talk."
She said angrily: "I can sleep well, good night."
"Don't you like His Majesty Thernhill?
He is so beautiful."
Turned over and ignored it.
But "Thought" is still reluctant: "He begged you, right?
He should never beg any living being, including me.
It can be seen that he likes you, not only because of your ability."
She said coldly: "Shut up."
"Do you really want to see him grow old?
His body will become rickety due to old age, and his face will be covered with wrinkles, just like the dead branches of an old tree, just like those human beings."
Turning over suddenly, he threatened irritably: "If you say one more word, I'll leave."
"Whoosh" Suddenly, six metal rods protruded from the left and right sides of the metal bed.
Two of them interlocked with each other, forming three circles around her body, binding her firmly to the bed.
"Thought" basically speaks at this speed, unhurriedly: "I have many ways to get your power, but Thernhill doesn't allow it.
He is a very good elf and a wise king, but he still retains the elves.
With a kind nature, I am very happy and proud that the Elf Royal Family has such a descendant.”
She didn't panic at all: "So you want to take action behind his back" "No."
The metal ring retracted and let her go: "He warned me that if he gets your power without your consent, he will leave here with all the elves in the elves and never come back. ” This is amazing.
"Thought" was born to serve the elves, and it took a hundred thousand years to wait for someone to serve.
If there are no elves, we don’t know how long we have to wait.
And maybe what is waiting will no longer be the elf, so where will it go?
She sneered, still lying on the bed and not leaving: "Even if you really attack me, so what?
I don't know who will win.
If you can't subdue me at once, I will tear you apart and blow you up if you know what will happen."
Even if you can't be burned to ashes, I can crush you into a discus, I'm confident that I can do it."
"Thought" was silent for a while: "Why is your power so great?
My understanding is that it is only possible through technological synthesis, such as the energy core that supplies my energy."
Could it be that a living body couldn't possess such huge energy?
If so, then she was indeed a composite body, changing from undead to what she is now.
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"The universe is huge, and there are many things we don't know."
She turned over and lay on her side: "Don't bother me anymore, at least tonight."
"Okay.
Good night."
As expected, the thought never spoke again, and she began to fall asleep in a daze.
Light sleep requires more time to replenish energy, so she lay like this.
When I opened my eyes, my stomach was already ravenous with hunger.
It was time to get something to eat.
She sat up, then slowly stood up and walked to the door.
As soon as I reached the door, the door opened.
But "Thought" didn't speak.
She raised her eyebrows and said, "Thank you." and walked out.
"Cheng" Alandel, who was sitting at the door, stood up.
"Well.
Why are you here?"
She was a little surprised: "How long have you been waiting?"
"It didn't take long."
Alandel followed beside her: "Where are you going?"
"Go get something to eat."
She continued walking out.
The barrier has been opened and will no longer close.
After walking out, I saw a basin in front of me.
There was a fire burning in the basin, and there were pots and pans on the fire, and something was cooking inside.
Omrod and the two elves were watching the fire.
Omrod sees her coming out.
He quickly greeted: "Cheng.
Good morning.
Come and see, is this okay?"
She walked over to something, looked into the pot, and was stunned. . .
In the snow-white soup, there was a fish, which was quite fat.
Omrod said with a bit of nervousness: "We elves can understand the sounds of animals, only fish...
If you don't want to eat fish, I can find a way."
Elves who don't eat meat go fishing.
I endured the fishy smell, disemboweled the fish, removed the scales and removed the intestines.
For what reason, you don’t need to think about it.
She rolled her eyes and said helplessly: "What did your thoughts say to you?"
"Cheng, don't get me wrong, I'm not here for..."
Obviously the elves are not good at talking, but Omrod still said it: "Okay, please, help your majesty, help us."
"Thought" actually wanted to use pressure on her to make her submit.
Thinking of this, she became angry and turned around to leave.
Omrod was anxious: "Cheng, don't leave...
Otherwise, you might as well eat it.
We won't eat this, so don't waste it."
She continued to walk forward angrily: "Then fall down and feed other animals.
I have no appetite."
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"Cheng" Alain'del quickly jumped over and followed beside her, urging her hard: "Don't do this.
For these reasons, Omrod went to the lake in the middle of the night and came back before dawn, and has stayed up until now.
I see His fingers were broken."
She stopped, stood there, turned around suddenly, and came back with a tiger face.
"Cheng" Omrod had a smile on his face.
He was hundreds of years old, but he was still as bright as a teenager.
He took Omrod's hand, and sure enough, there was a bloody cut on his finger, which was quite deep.
Even though the elves had better healing ability than humans, there was still blood.
It must have been cut by the scales while handling the fish scales.
The lake is a long way from here, and it takes the elves nearly two hours.
At that time, she and Alandel walked past.
If you include fishing time, it would take half a night to get back and forth.
Sighing slightly, he held the cut finger with his palm and used magic power.
After letting go of his hand, Omrod saw in amazement that the wound had healed, leaving only a shallow fine line, which would not be visible in a day or so.
She saw a small stool on the ground, so she sat down and said, "I'll eat it this time.
Don't do it again in the future.
I can fly there quickly and you don't need to spend so much effort to make me uncomfortable."
"Okay, okay."
The flattery seemed to be a slap on the horse's feet, but Omrod was not angry at all.
Instead, he was very happy to serve the fish soup himself.
It's really hard.
Omrod and the other two elves tried hard to endure it.
They were still nauseated by the smell of fish, but they didn't dare to show it.
They turned their heads and secretly covered their mouths and noses with their hands.
After Omrod put the bowl in her hand, he quickly took two steps back, stepped above the wind of the soup pot, and then exhaled.
She understood what this felt like.
Elves did not eat meat, and the smell of meat was no less than the smell of rotten meat by humans.
Flies like carrion and humans can't stand it.
It's a pity that she has to eat meat.
This setting is really interesting and ironic.
The fish soup was very delicious.
She took a sip and asked calmly: "Put in salt?"
"Yes."
Omrod looked at her nervously: "I think you like human food, and humans like salt very much, so you put some in it."
Salt is also very valuable to the elves.
The food they eat uses the salty taste produced by the fermentation of a plant as a seasoning.
Because this kind of bad smell is relatively strong, it can only be used in small amounts, otherwise it is mixed with vegetables.
It tastes like stinky tofu.
The salt needs to be transported from a very, very far away place.
It is said that it has to go to a place where natural trees cannot block it, so the price of a pinch of salt is no less than that of a horse.
"Where did you get the salt?"
She sneered.
Omrod was embarrassed: "You guessed it, it belongs to His Majesty, and His Majesty doesn't want you to know."
In order to make her eat better, salt was thrown in.
You know, the price of these salts is almost the same as the price of crystals.
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"Save your money and don't waste it on me."
She tried her best to appear unfeeling and ignorant.
After eating, she returned to the interior of the spacecraft.
After eating, I went back to sleep.
I didn't sleep well last night and was always in a state of false sleep.
As soon as she entered, she felt something was wrong.
The elves were still busy, but whenever she passed by, they put down their work and stood respectfully on both sides to make way.
This kind of treatment is only available to Thern Hill, and even Elleras has never received such treatment.
It's not that Thernhill ordered them to do this.
The elves are born to worship beautiful things.
Whenever the breathtakingly beautiful Thernhill passes by, the elves will stop whatever they are doing to admire it.
She knew that she was not beautiful.
Not to mention that compared to Thernhill, even an ordinary female elf of the wood type was taller and had more obvious facial features than her.
In the eyes of the elves, she is a foreigner.
Among the current humans with sloppy beards and disheveled women, she can only be regarded as a face like a god or an angel.
She is not beautiful, but becomes authoritative because of her magic power.
But among the elves, if we insist on setting a standard, we can only say that they are inconspicuous and not scary.
At this time, the elves on both sides looked at her not with admiration, but with a savior's gaze. . .
The further she walked, the less she tasted.
Walking back to the original room, she said to Alandel: "I want to sleep a little longer, you can do your business."
"Yes."
Alain'del actually treated her with the same respect as she treated Thernhill.
After lowering her head slightly, she raised her head and looked at her with a bit of hope in her eyes: "Cheng, you will save us, right?"
I suddenly gasped and felt a lot of pressure.
She said calmly: "I want to rest."
The hope in Alandel's eyes was gradually disappearing, which made people feel uncomfortable.
He lowered his head slightly: "Okay." and backed out.
After Alandel left, Cheng Qianxun lay down on the bed.
The more he thought about it, the more angry he became.
He sat up suddenly and said, "Get out of your thoughts."
"I'm here."
The thought responded immediately.
"What do you mean?"
She was really angry.
The thought seemed to respond premeditatedly: "You have also seen that you are their only hope and they need your help
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