"Why do you suddenly say such things?" Huang Yuezhen frowned, not happy.
Xiao Xian'er quickly hugged her arm and acted coquettishly, "I just said it casually because I was inspired by this tree."
Huang Yuezhen patted her little head and said, "There is nothing wrong with saying something. Just think wildly. You are still very young. Don't say such stupid things. Besides, the life span of the elves must be very long. Look at that old man.
It looks like it's hundreds of years old."
Huang Yuezhen pointed at the old patriarch over there, smiled and talked to Xiao Xian'er, but did not notice anything strange about Xiao Xian'er.
"Well, Xiao Xian'er will no longer be alive. I will live as long as sister Zhenzhen lives." Xiao Xian'er smiled desolately and tried to make her voice sound pleasant.
Xiao Xian'er realized that she was lying, and began to speak more and more skillfully. Now she could actually speak completely in front of Huang Yuezhen. Although she was afraid that she would see something, she still pretended to be calm.
Afterwards, Huang Yuezhen chatted with Xiao Xian'er for a while, and then Xiao Xian'er left, while Huang Yuezhen continued to wait for the opportunity.
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"Old patriarch, when can you help me give the elf heart to Sister Zhenzhen?" Xiao Xian'er returned to the old patriarch and breathed a long sigh of relief, hoping that Huang Yuezhen wouldn't notice anything strange.
"Whenever you take out the heart, she can get the heart of the elf." The old patriarch said quietly.
Xiao Xian'er thought for a moment, "I want it now, I want it as soon as possible."
She was afraid that the longer she waited, the more reluctant she would be. She also knew that Huang Yuezhen couldn't afford to wait, so she had to hurry up.
She didn't know what Sister Zhenzhen was going to do at night. As long as she could get the Elf Heart quickly, she could leave here safely.
"Have you made your decision?" the old patriarch asked Xiao Xian'er again.
Xiao Xian'er nodded, "Well, I have made my decision. I don't regret it now. But after I die, old patriarch, can you bury me under the Elf Tree? I want to be with the Elf Tree.
Together."
The Elf Tree accompanies Little Xian'er's growth. Even if it is just an Elf Tree, it is still very important in Little Xian'er's heart.
"Okay, I promise you. But do you really not want to think about it again?" The old patriarch nodded and said, looking at Xiao Xian'er with pity in his eyes.
"No, I'll start now." Xiao Xian'er bit her lip and said firmly.
The old patriarch finally nodded, and a flash of light suddenly lit up. Little Xian'er screamed, and slowly he saw a red heart slowly leaving Little Xian'er's body along with the beam of light.
"Sister Zhenzhen, goodbye, Xiao Xian'er can only help you so much. I hope you don't blame me." Xiao Xian'er smiled sadly, with a happy smile at the corner of her mouth, but that smile made people feel
Very sad.
Xiao Xian'er felt that she was losing more and more strength, her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and her heart felt empty. The wind blew in, but she didn't feel any pain at all.
She died quietly like this, with a nostalgic and beautiful smile on her face when she died. Such a little fairy was also very beautiful, but her clear eyes would never open again.
A gust of wind blew over, and Huang Yuezhen felt her heart suddenly hurt for some reason. She didn't know why, but she felt uncomfortable and tight.