Although he was a little surprised, his life was saved by others, and Chen Daolin still happily agreed to go.

Barossa was originally going to go with her, but after her brother said a few cold words, the elf girl sat back and looked at Chen Daolin helplessly: "The elder has invited you alone."

"Then let's go." Chen Daolin spread his hands.

Barossa's brother snorted softly, jumped off the vine curtain and walked out, and Chen Daolin followed behind. However, he did not get any good looks from the other party along the way. Even when Chen Daolin climbed the vine ladder with his butt sticking out, this cold-faced guy didn't mean to stop and wait.

(Where did I offend this guy?) Chen Daolin was also a little secretly unhappy.

The elder's residence is in the center of this tribe.

This is a giant tree that is obviously thicker than the surrounding trees. The trunk of this big tree is thick. I guess in the past, I was afraid that more than a dozen people would be able to embrace it. Even in this vast frozen forest, such a tree is relatively rare.

The branches of this giant tree were covered with green vines. From a distance, it looked like countless green curtains were hung on the tree body, and some curtains even fell to the ground.

Chen Daolin looked up and saw that at the top of the tree canopy, there was a large-shaped tree house inside, which was vaguely visible in the green branches and leaves.

Just looking at the tree house on the top of the tree, Chen Daolin felt a little troubled - how to get up?

Other tree houses in this tribe will have vine ladders, which are used for young elves who do not grow wings. However, the elder's residence obviously does not have this configuration.

Chen Daolin smiled bitterly and looked at Barossa's brother. The cold-faced guy finally made some statements. He walked to the trunk, pulled down a vine as thick as someone's arm, gently tied a knot, let Chen Daolin come over and stand on it, and signaled him to hold it tightly.

Then Barossa's brother gently patted the tree trunk twice, and whispered a few words in the elf language that seemed to be spells.

Chen Daolin suddenly felt the vine under his feet suddenly move, as if it was a living spirit snake, spreading upwards and twisting upwards along the tree trunk.

Chen Daolin, who had just tied vines and grabbed vines with his hands, followed the rising vines and was taken to the top of the canopy in a moment. When the rising speed under his feet stopped, the tree house hidden in the canopy was just a step away.

Chen Daolin was a little surprised - is this a magical elevator?

Looking at the tree house in front of me, behind the vine curtain, a slightly hoarse voice came, which happened to be the human language of the Roland Empire that Chen Daolin could understand.

"Dear Tulip Family visitors, please come in."

Chen Daolin's heart moved and remembered what Barossa once told him - the elder of the elf clan thought he was from the Tulip family, so he was willing to take out the natural tree sap to save his life. Barossa told him not to say it out loud.

Chen Daolin felt at ease, laughed, reached out and lifted the vine curtain, and strode into the tree house.

The area of ​​this tree house is very spacious. When you walk in, you can immediately smell a strong and fragrant smell, as if you are in a sea of ​​flowers.

However, Chen Daolin thought that he was not very sniffy about the too strong fragrance. This strong fragrance made him feel a little drowsy and uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but sneeze.

The walls of the tree house are full of bushes of flowers - these flowers seem to be rooted in the vines on the walls of the tree house, and they grow out directly. At first glance, the house is blooming, colorful and colorful.

At the front of the front is a vine table with a horn placed on it. The horn looks quite thoughtful at first glance, and one corner is missing, but the missing part is made up with gold.

Next to the horn is a cluster of flowers, surrounding the horn.

Chen Daolin looked around and finally saw the "elder".

Just in the corner of the tree house, a soft couch that seemed to be tatami was placed. It seemed to be woven from vines. An elf in white dress sat there quietly. There was a clay pot and two wooden cups on the couch. The clay pot was steaming.

The white-clothed elf raised his head and smiled at Chen Daolin: "Please come and sit down, the guest who is here. Sorry, as the owner here, I didn't see you until today. It was my rudeness."

The moment he raised his head, Chen Daolin saw clearly the elder of the tribe.

Originally, he thought he would meet a white-bearded and white-bearded old man, but at this moment, Chen Daolin knew that he was wrong. He heard that these elves are long-lived races, and an ordinary elves have a lifespan of two or three hundred years. The elves' talents make their appearance not too old even after they are old.

The "elder" in front of him looked at most similar to the middle-aged man in his forties, or even younger. His appearance was naturally the same handsome as the elves. However, after staying in this tribe for so many days, Chen Daolin has become somewhat resistant to the natural handsome men and beautiful characteristics of the elves. Anyway, he will get used to it after seeing too much.

He even felt that all these handsome men and beautiful women looked really uncharacteristic.

It's like all the guys are printed in the same mold.

However, the elder's eyes surprised Chen Daolin a little - he had a pair of very wise eyes.

When the eyes were cast, the eyes were filled with a light of wisdom accumulated over the years. This look was not sharp and not sharp, but when Chen Daolin was shrouded in such eyes, he suddenly felt that all the hairs were standing up.

It seemed as if... I was seen through by this guy.

Chen Daolin took a deep breath, strode over, and sat in front of the elder. After getting closer, he saw clearly that the corners of the other party's eyes were covered with subtle and undetectable wrinkles. This may be the only trace of his age.

The elder looked at Chen Daolin smiling, but Chen Daolin felt a little embarrassed when he smiled, but Chen Daolin still made up his mind: You invited me, if you don’t speak, I will never speak first.

The elf elder looked at Chen Daolin for a while before finally putting away his smile. He slowly reached out, picked up the clay pot in front of him, poured a cup of liquid that seemed to be tea, and gently pushed it to Chen Daolin: "This is the flower juice made by our elves themselves. Please taste it."

Chen Daolin picked it up and took a sip. It was indeed fragrant and refreshing. But he smacked his lips and couldn't help but blurt out: "Well, it's not as delicious as Garuda's juice."

The elder's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes suddenly flashed, and then he asked steadily: "Oh? Have you ever tasted Garuda's juice? That's a treasure of the great elf."

Chen Daolin felt a little regretful, and coughed, but just smiled, without answering.

The elder filled the cup in front of Chen Daolin again - Chen Daolin noticed that the other party's palms were white and slender, just like the hands of a young man.

"It's been more than ten days since the guests came to our tribe."

The other party seemed to be greeting, but Chen Daolin immediately stood up and bent down and bowed deeply: "I haven't had the chance to thank the elder for helping him. I heard Barossa say that if the elder hadn't saved me with the natural sap of his tribe, I would have been dead."

The elder smiled slightly, his smile was light and calm: "Barossa is a good child, but her words are serious. I have seen your injuries myself. Even if you don't have the juice of the natural tree, you will not die. At most, the injuries will heal slowly."

After pausing, the elder smiled and said, "I was a little strange at that time. There was no magic fluctuation in your body, and your physique did not look like a warrior. However, I used magic to heal your injuries, but immediately triggered the echo of a natural element in your body, which seemed to be quite similar to our elves. I was puzzled at first, but guest, you just said that you had drunk the Garuluo flower juice from the Great Elf, that's right." He paused, looked at the doubts in Chen Daolin's eyes, and explained: "Galloric flower juice is a treasure extracted by the Great Elf clan with magic.

If we drink it, it can enhance the sensing of the origin of magic power. If ordinary people drink it, it will also increase their own natural elements. Although they cannot achieve immortality, they will promote the vitality of the body. On weekdays, ordinary diseases will not invade anything. As for external injuries, they will recover faster than ordinary people. Garuda flower juice specifically enhances the natural vitality of the body. Unfortunately, you are not a magician. Otherwise, you will gain endless benefits by practicing magic power. However, now your body has been strengthened and your vitality is stronger, which is worth it."

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