Why was he thrown out and punished to stand? This question made Wang Xiaofeng think about it for a long time, but in the end he always thought about where something went wrong. It should be the trouble caused by his sentence "Action without love is not a normal behavior, but a despise of intelligent creatures and social morality" - isn't this just a corner and scolding the depressed person as a son?

It seems not to be true. Wang Xiaofeng seemed to refute her, reproduction is a biological nature, but you are just enjoying the process of reproduction, not really carrying out this sacred cause. It seems that this is how Miss Eve looks like a frost, imprisoning his body that is almost lit by the light of the wave, and thrown on the street to warn him.

Of course, it can also be said that her daily behavior is indecent, but to provide persuasive education for a perfunctory flower with such nature, it can also be seen that Wang Xiaofeng's level of charlatan has begun to be deeply rooted.

This is the last level, right? The S-level mission can't be so tormenting, right? Is there any moral bottom line and integrity? How did this game pass the radio and television review?

Wang Xiaofeng sighed, constantly muttering in his heart that the general of heaven gave great responsibilities Yu Siren was also bullied by the dog with Hu Luopingyang. The two cultivators across the street seemed to notice his strangeness. After waiting for a long enough time, the two slowly leaned forward. The long sword in their hands seemed to be a death-hunting spell, which made Wang Xiaofeng unable to help but sigh.

Bang - The wooden door behind him was closed tightly, and the smirking female voice fell into his ears, making Wang Xiaofeng feel sad and sad. "A great and upright sacrificial priest, if you can survive the anger of a cultivator, go to the orchard in Zhenbei to ask the old goblin, he can tell you where the saint is."

Wang Xiaofeng smiled indifferently and looked at the two cultivators who were walking towards him, with a little sadness between his eyebrows and eyes.

A generation of gods passed away with the wind. At this stage, the first player who has no dispute, the first person who has won countless powerful enemies in one move. Could it be that he will die naked on the street today? Just kidding...

Eve sealed his body and his mouth, making him unable to cast spells or move. But the convenience of the player is to use props, which is to point props in the backpack. The concept of "point" is mysterious, because the system backpack is not an entity, which is a concept inherited from traditional online games. It is similar to mouse clicks, and it can also be said to be a thought.

With a thought, Wang Xiaofeng lit up the equipment teleportation staff, and then lit up the short-distance teleportation skill on the staff. His figure flashed and disappeared from the spot, causing the two cultivators to look bitter. Then he sighed at the door of the tailor shop and went back to his house.

Wang Xiaofeng's figure appeared in a grape field, and his body gradually began to gain strength. After standing for a while, Wang Xiaofeng finally got rid of the restriction, rubbed his chin joints, and it was okay to not move. Not allowing him to speak was really a scam.

Eve's little girl is worthy of being a destructive person. After such a long period of imprisonment and control, he will definitely be chopped into meat paste by two cultivators, which is absolutely unfortunate.

Zhenbei Orchard? It seems that this is it.

Wang Xiaofeng looked at the reminder from the small map that this is Zhenbei, and it is the only orchard marked on the system map. Grape vines, watermelon fields, and fruit trees lined up. This place should be an orchard, and it is a modern orchard.

Magic crystal-driven automatic water spraying device, automatic pollination device, automatic melon picking device... This seems to be much more clever than modern machinery. If the system had not given the labels and detailed introductions of various devices, he would not have believed it.

There were noisy singing sounds from the fruit tree line beside him. The reason why it was called singing is because these common words in mainland China were sung with a strange rhythm. It is probably a bit inappropriate to say that poetry is a bit inappropriate, and it can only be called songs.

"We are the elves of the earth with hardworking hands and hardworking brains. We have the highest wisdom, which can overshadow all magic and make the gods cheer for us."

"Gomin?" Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but laugh, naked... put on the robe and walked towards the fruit tree.

In mythological stories with magical backgrounds, goblins usually have two extreme images. One is thin and dirty, living in a dark crypt, preying on ants for a living, despicable and cunning, and likes to eat people. They have similar habits to ogres.

Another thing that is often mentioned is a kind of intelligent race that is as elves-like. It was born in the earth but has a supreme command. He failed to create magical machinery and was able to install tens of thousands of originals on the size of a palm to achieve complex and boring functions. They created a brilliant magical mechanical civilization deep in the earth, but later integrated into the surface of the continent and gave up their original lifestyle.

The above is the racial background given by the system, and Wang Xiaofeng had met the goblin speaker before, but he also had a good impression of the goblin.

"Oh! What did Chekov see? Chekov saw the human race of light, and was wearing the dress and top hat of the Holy See!"

The tall goblin, no, was sitting on a steel machine over three meters high, pruning a fruit tree with a marvel. The seat fell straight down and sent him away from the steel monster. "Hey! What are you doing in Chekov's orchard? Do you want to eat fruit?"

Wang Xiaofeng, who was teased one after another, learned to be smart this time and showed a kind smile to the goblin. "Miss Eve asked me to come here to find you, and she said you will take me to find a few saints."

"What are you looking for the saints? They won't see you, they won't see you. Oh! As a hospitality elves, please come with me. I want to treat you. There is a better fruit wine than the elves."

The goblin was warmly entertained, but Wang Xiaofeng was not willing to refuse and followed him with a smile.

If there is any difference between goblins and dwarves, it is that goblins are both white-faced and beardless and dwarves like to have beards. Goblins have thinner bodies and more intelligent brains than dwarves. However, these races with no advantage in height seem to be a little cheerful. In other words, they feel good about themselves. If they are more serious, they are arrogant and stinky.

"Haha, you must have never seen such a big tree house! This is a tree house that has been imitating the elf royal court."

Wang Xiaofeng responded with a smile, bowed and walked into the slightly complicated tree house, expressing that he would not make any comments or opinions for the time being.

After a warm reception, the guest and the host and the guest sat down and started to eat and drink. Wang Xiaofeng was very humble throughout the whole process, because this "Elf King's Court" made him unable to straighten his waist.

"You want to see the Saint, and Eve lets you over... Yes, you don't look in line with her aesthetics. Only when we are strong and capable of using mechanical goblins can we fascinate these beautiful depravers."

"What kind of existence is the depressed person?" Wang Xiaofeng asked a little more. What Anina said was just official statements and folk legends. He was curious about how the depressed person in life existed.

Do you really want to be addicted to what kind of thing?

"It's just a poor elf cursed by the gods," the old goblin wrinkled his face into a chrysanthemum, which made Wang Xiaofeng laugh a little.

"There are actually not many destructionists, and there are only women. They also wanted to bathe in the elves to clear the curse on their bodies, but were ruthlessly rejected by the goddess of nature. I don't know much, only the saints and they know the whole story of the past. I just heard that due to the existence of the curse, these destructionists have permanent life and eternal youth and beauty."

Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but blink. The one who had been intimate with him just now turned out to be an old woman who had lived for thousands of years. The fantasy in his heart instantly extinguished, and a comrade was very worried about whether he would leave some psychological shadows.

"The God of Wisdom told me that everything must come at a price; they gain eternal life, but they lose the opportunity to give birth to the elves once in a lifetime, and they also lose the feeling and pleasure of some things. They forget everything that happened the day before every day, and let the memory stay the moment before they began to sink."
Chapter completed!