All the vitality exploded at this moment.

Countless emotions converged into powerful shocks one after another.

soul!

At this moment, he received an unprecedented baptism.

This……

What a wonderful feeling!

The other half who is compatible with your soul has traveled through countless planes to meet you at this moment.

At this moment, Lolo, the saint of the elves, burst into tears.

The elves are a race yearning for freedom and love, and their emotions are very rich and abundant.

However, as the saint of the elves, she has so many burdens on her shoulders, but what she suppresses is her own sensitive and fragile emotions.

It's like a balloon filled with water, constantly tightening and tightening...

Bulky!

Want to vent, want to vent, want to talk...

But nowhere to go.

The appearance of He Xuan, like a sharp golden needle, pierced Luo Luo's inflated balloon in one go.

boom!

Water floods Jinshan!

The water balloon burst!

That kind of double impact from body and soul!

Wave after wave swept past!

It makes people feel ecstatic...

I want to escape, but I want to hug him even more!

Luo Luo never dared to imagine that such a day would really happen to him.

He Xuan, her lover.

Like a dream, is all this real?

For He Xuan, all of this also seemed so unrealistic.

"God! I actually had a super friendly relationship with... and a saint of the elves. This is simply..."

Panting heavily, everything was even more wonderful than what He Xuan expected.

The saint of the elves must be the darling of heaven!

Possessing a beautiful appearance, a figure with golden ratio, and turbulent waves, not to mention the enthusiastic greeting...

Fun!

It's really enjoyable!

No matter what happened before, just at this moment, when he and Luo Luo looked into each other's eyes, their souls...as if blending together at this moment, He Xuan felt...this trip to another world was simply It's worth it!

……

"Wow! Master He Xuan, it's really amazing, it's been almost an hour..."

"Two hours have passed. I really can't wait, I don't know when it will be my turn and Master He Xuan..."

"Go, go... Are you worthy of Master He Xuan just like you? I am of the blood of the royal family, and I am a sister of the saint. I think Master He Xuan will definitely like this one of mine more. The Saintess's is bigger!"

……

A full three or four hours passed, He Xuan and Luo Luo were warm in the room, and the elves outside, except for a few who had something to disperse, most of them stayed where they were. Sincerely, He Xuan and Luo Luo bless .

Although they couldn't see any pictures, it didn't affect the imagination in their minds!

The female elves, each with golden ears and shining eyes, imagined Master He Xuan's handsome face, strong figure, and magnetic voice.

Oh!God!

You must let Master He Xuan be your own duck.

Every female elf present was thinking this way in their hearts.

Even those old people who are more than 700 years old, with their white hair and mouths missing a few front teeth, couldn't help but burst into laughter when they thought that Master He Xuan was going to be their own duck.

……

"He Xuan, my duck! Thank you. It made me truly feel the power of love."

When the golden ears of the elf saint Luo Luo gradually faded back to pink, she stood up with a smile and thanked He Xuan from the bottom of her heart.

"puff……"

The originally good atmosphere was completely shattered by Luo Luo's sentence "My duck".

He Xuan is also very helpless, but there is no way to correct this mistake, anyway...in this world, no one knows the true meaning of "duck", forget it... my mind automatically replaces "duck" with "lover" to listen to Bar!

"He Xuan, I know you are leaving today. However, according to the tradition of our elves, the man who is a saint must be the best. In order to leave more descendants of you in the tribe...you can The tribe randomly selects female elves to carry out breeding activities, ranging from seven hundred years old to ten years old, the females of our elves have a very long reproductive period."

After getting dressed, He Xuan heard Luo Luo say something that made his nose bleed.

Up to seven hundred years old, down to ten years old?

Fuck!Can elves live so long?

That means...

Those beautiful elves with different appearances and dazzling demeanor outside, all... can I pick them up?

Suddenly...

In He Xuan's heart, he immediately felt elated.

"However, in order to ensure fairness. He Xuan, if you decide to leave more descendants in the tribe, you must choose one of the female elves of different ages, bloodlines and appearances from ten to seven hundred years old... Only in this way can we ensure that more births belong to your outstanding offspring."

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