Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 821

The gray beard was less than ten centimeters from the ground, curled up stubbornly, and a few buds protruded from the gap, swaying from side to side following the elder's steps.The old man was wearing a navy blue robe, and his steps were powerful, even if he was just pacing back and forth in circles, he could speak plausibly alone in the deep mountains and old forests.

"Her special aura is too strong, which leaves a deep impression on people. For others, it takes a long time to communicate and accumulate special touches. She only needs one look and one movement to achieve the same effect. Falja is very relaxed Being able to run her own social network makes her uncharacteristically indifferent in terms of emotional feedback, which is not good, the elf is in her reign of terror..."

"I'm sitting here to rest and listen to the breath of the forest and the singing of the birds. Boss, can you calm down and don't judge our adopted daughter in a critical tone, and as it stands, Faljagan It’s not bad.” The person who replied was a “moss wall”, if it wasn’t for the opening and closing of his lips, he would not have noticed his facial features fused with the moss, like a face growing on the roots of a tree, wriggling along with the wrinkles on that face, His body began to separate from the moss, the disguise and transfiguration dissipated, and an old elf in a dark green robe sat at the cave door.His skin was like cracked bark, and he looked older than his eldest brother.

"Quiet, second child! Don't disturb my thinking!" The old man who was circling in circles stopped, scolded and continued talking to himself. He didn't regard his brother as an audience, he was just talking to himself.

"Her aura of fear, I never thought there would be such a person, just the first sight will make people fall into fear, her special talent, there must be a way to change... By the way, her daughter Why is Tiffany not affected, um...maybe because she is a child, a child with a blood connection with Falja. The bland feedback mechanism makes it difficult for her to feel emotions, and the closeness of the blood will become more precious to her .She will treat her family as the only precious treasure, because this is the one she can realize that really needs to be pampered. The indifferent queen compensates all the pampering on her own daughter. We should start from this aspect to change her... ...Falja can do better, at least act like a normal person."

His straightforward gaze made his brother understand that he was really complaining to his second brother about some of Falja's problems in the following words.

"She can only laugh! Since she was a child, whether she is sad or angry, no matter what kind of negative emotions she has, she will show that ferocious smile. What's so fun about it? Like a madman, a person who can't effectively treat his subjects Feedback queens don't make good queens!" He snorted and spat at his feet.

"What else can she do! Falga grew up with the resentment of her only blood relative. She is sometimes arrogant, sometimes cruel, and sometimes unreasonable, but she is still a good child..." The second elf elder touched Rubbing her chest, she patted gently, "We will never be better than her, don't be too idealistic, boss."

"That's not what I'm angry about!" The old man glared at his brother, and then circled around, "Falja is very smart, she knows what is right and can look at it rationally, but she just doesn't do that! She can obviously be a wise and refined person The monarch, but she still has to behave perversely and willfully, she didn't have the strictest demands on herself."

"Speak ill of me behind my back?" The frivolous tone made the old man's eyebrows stand up, and he turned his head to see his adopted daughter standing behind her in a semi-sheer dress, all dressed up beautifully. With a teasing smile, "Disrespect to the queen will be punished, even you are no exception, elder."

"You're welcome, I'm just squandering the gift of nurturing you that lasted for a hundred years!" The old man started to circle again, mixed with his dissatisfaction with Falga's attire. The elf king.

The second elder waved at Falja while he was chattering, and beckoned her to sit beside him with a smile.

"He's sick, you know it." The second elder winked at Falga, and put his lichen robe on the adopted daughter, "When we die, remember to bury me far away from him, he has a loud voice Shake the clouds in the sky."

Falja tilted his body, leaned on the old man's shoulder, and sniffed lightly, "You changed the perfume, second father."

The second elder's old face was in full bloom like a chrysanthemum, and he said with a smile: "It smells like lily, do you want to try it, I have prepared a bottle for you."

The old and the young started to exchange perfumes, completely ignoring the loud and strong old man.

"Is the queen's work going well? I just finished the war, so it's time to take a break."

"As usual, the enemy is too weak." Falja sniffed the back of his hand, and smelled the smell of the Second Elder, and still felt that he smelled better.

"As for your special aura, can't it be closed?"

"I can control myself to stop breathing, and I can't control myself to close my aura." Falja shrugged.

"That's quite troublesome. Your scary aura hinders normal communication. Does the boss's method work? The method of imagining other people as Tiffany's care."

Farga pouted in response.

"Bad idea. This also made me understand that abnormal love is bound to lead to abnormal results. I had to change a mouthpiece immediately." Falja smelled the fragrance on his body and scanned his whole body, as if looking for the smell of the fear aura , "I've always thought your analysis is quite mysterious, why is it a nightmare when I appear on the stage, a terrifying existence that is feared by others. I can't feel any difference in myself at all, are you really afraid of me?"

The second elder smiled helplessly, and patted Falja on the head.

"Yes, when the four of us met you for the first time, we felt a little goosebumps. You must know that you were only the size of a palm at that time. Even if you have been with you for so many years, you will still have some reactions when you don't pay attention. Look, The hairs are standing on end. Not to mention, the third and fourth, they can still be scared out of trouble by you now."

"What about Daddy, I can't see that he is afraid of me at all." Falganu pointed at the irritable old man, perhaps feeling the eyes of his adoptive daughter, the old man glared in this direction as if feeling something.

The second elder approached Falja and whispered, "This person has used his 10-minute advantage for a lifetime, and you, a daughter raised by him..."

"It can only be said that his elder brother plot is more hopeless than your fear aura."

He heard it.

"Born 10 minutes earlier is older than you!"

"I've raised you for 100 years and I'm your big daddy!"

The second elder looked left and right, and Falja looked directly at the stubborn old man.

"Where's Tiffany, Dad?" The elder called out softly, full of dependence. He wasn't angry or smiling, and stood there with a blushing face, holding back his words for a long time.

"The fourth child took her out to play."

Falja smiled and said, "Father really likes children."

"No, he hates it. He was just being driven around by Tiffany. It should be said that it is your daughter. The clever little monster picked the one who is the best to bully at a glance."

Falja lifted his nose proudly.

Footsteps interrupted the conversation, coming from the crypt behind the three of them, a ragged old man with a bird's nest on his head ran out of the burrow with dark circles under his eyes, and he laughed when he saw Falja.

"We made it, my dear daughter!"

"I found a bridge between dreams and mind, just like you describe."

"I found the deep sea of ​​the soul! We can draw power from the dream, and our clansmen will be reborn. Maybe we should call ourselves the children of the dream, the dream elves."

(End of this chapter)