Several seniors gathered around Shen Yanxiao and tried their best to promote themselves. This enthusiasm directly made the corners of Shen Yanxiao's mouth twitch slightly.
How could Shen Yanxiao understand the psychology of these elves who have been longing for the little elves for hundreds of years?
Shen Yanxiao spent the whole day in a very strange atmosphere. Sometimes he was dragged by Wu En to visit his room full of potions and formulas, and sometimes he was dragged by Cang Yan to select various exquisite bows and arrows. From time to time, he also When Jing You pulled him aside to discuss archery, even Qingxuan and Liangqiu were not idle. One of their specialties was potions and the other was setting up barriers. Qingxuan and Wu En had the same major. In order to express their feelings, the two old men I am the most powerful pharmacist, and I almost didn’t get into a fight!
Shen Yanxiao looked at these old naughty boys dumbfounded, and his tense heart instantly relaxed.
Wu En and the others had no airs at all. When talking to Shen Yanxiao, they did not act like elders. Instead, they tried their best to trick Shen Yanxiao into calling them master.
Shen Yanxiao also realized that the elves of the Moonlight Tribe were really all very skilled.
No matter who he is, he is a master-level existence in his own field!
When night fell, Lance and Elder Yue returned together and saw Shen Yanxiao sitting among a pile of treasures, crying without tears.
"What are you... doing?" Elder Yue looked at Shen Yanxiao, who was almost buried, dumbfounded.
Wu En was still holding seven or eight bottles of master-level potions in his hand. When he saw Elder Yue coming over, he piled the potions in front of Shen Yanxiao and said, "You two are finally back."
"Elder Yue, Master Lance." Shen Yanxiao looked at the two elves with horrified expressions with a sad face.
As a thief, Shen Yanxiao enjoys stealing countless wealth, but when a group of enthusiastic seniors pile up all the treasures at the bottom of the box in front of her eyes, she only thinks it is a disaster.
What's even more frightening is that these five people are still piling things around her.
What kind of master-level potions are scattered in rows like mineral water bottles?
What priceless bows and arrows were thrown all over the floor, like matchsticks.
There were also those thick barrier books, which were like a pile of bricks, almost surrounding Shen Yanxiao.
"Little Xiao'er called Master Lance again..." The five elves who had been busy all afternoon felt envious and jealous when they heard Shen Yanxiao calling Lance Master so generously.
"She also called me Elder Wuyue..."
Shen Yanxiao looked at the sky speechlessly. Do they really want to dwell on these problems?
Please let it go!
There was a hint of surprise in Lance's eyes when he saw Shen Yanxiao, and then he seemed to understand something, with a smile on his lips.
"I didn't expect that the little guy Wu Yue was talking about was you. It's fate." Lance had a joyful smile on his handsome face. He had a very good impression of Shen Yanxiao.
Shen Yanxiao smiled. It's strange to say that Lance is about the same age as Elder Yue, but his appearance is extremely young. If Wu En hadn't told Lance's age when gossiping about Lance in the afternoon, Shen Yanxiao would still have Can not believe it.
"You guys are really... Hey, get Yan Xiao out quickly. Do you want to scare her like this?" Elder Yue was speechless at what his companions did. He knew early on how much these guys loved the elves.
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I was invited to celebrate my birthday by a gay friend, so the updates have been delayed for the past two days. I will start writing now, at least 12 chapters.