Cute girl Shura

Chapter 39 Going to the Elf Country to Rescue Him ([-])

Amidst the familiar mountain stream, the familiar sound of the stream, and the familiar laughter, she once again stood in this familiar environment.

The trees swayed with dead leaves, the flowers exuded a faint fragrance, and the sound of clear water seemed to drip into her heart.The indescribable mood made her feel overwhelmed.

"Why are you here again?" Cao Ling asked dissatisfied.

She struggled to show them a friendly smile, with a little honesty and honesty, and whispered: "I want to go to the kingdom of elves again."

Perhaps seeing her paler face, the tree spirit suddenly asked, "Son, are you sick, why is your face so ugly?"

"I...I'm fine." She said, her shaking body still landed in the grass disobediently.

Along the way, she was afraid that King Shura's father would send ghost messengers to hunt her down, so she had to endure the severe pain in her body and cast a spell all the way to fly here. She didn't expect to fall here, but the dawn was coming...

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"What to do, she fainted!"

"Grandpa Shu, you are the oldest, think of a way."

A corner of the mountain stream was in a mess.

The unformed elves looked at Du Yao in panic, who was lying on the ground at this time. The tree spirit thought for a moment, and suggested: "Let's transmit your own nectar to her first, so that she can moisten her heart and lungs. Isn't she If you want to enter the kingdom of elves, when the dawn comes, the grass spirit will escort her into the kingdom of elves and ask King Shen to save her."

The elves who had always had doubts about her all expressed their approval after hearing about the tree spirit's decision.

Seeing her weak at this time, Cao Ling felt uncomfortable.

So in the mountain stream, all the elves started the nectar passing relay race, and everyone passed the nectar on their bodies to the grass spirit closest to Duyao.

The nourished grass spirit suddenly transformed into a handsome young man.

He walked slowly towards Du Yao, squatted down, propped her head up, and exhaled a stream of mist from his mouth. As the mist condensed in the air, a drop of nectar fell on her slightly parted lips.

At dawn, Cao Ling hugged her and disappeared before everyone's eyes...

*
In the Palace of Literature in the Kingdom of the Elf, the sound of the zither rings around the beams, and the purple clothes dance.

The other elves hid outside the hall and watched secretly enviously, fearing that an accident would disturb their elegance.

Just when they were intoxicated in the Meiyinjia dance, Fengling suddenly ran in from outside the hall in a panic. When he entered the threshold, he was kicked and fell to the ground, but he did not lose his body at all. The image was left behind, and he knelt down in front of the piano player in the midst of laughter, and said intermittently: "No...it's not good! Someone broke into our place again!"

Zi Ling stopped her graceful dance, then frowned slightly, and asked in a low voice, "General Feng, what do you say?"

Naturally, she hadn't heard the news of Du Yao's visit before, and after being made such a fuss by Feng Ling, she immediately lost interest, and turned her eyes to Mu Zishen who was also frowning.

"This... This time it's a man, carrying a woman!" Feng Ling didn't answer Zi Ling's question clearly, but continued to report to Mu Zishen.

"If there is no other important matter, then drive them out." Mu Zishen didn't raise his head, and continued playing the unfinished tune.

"That girl is... Du Yao!" Feng Ling fought.

The strings suddenly cracked, making a piercing sound.

He stood up abruptly, and walked out in front of Zi Ling and a group of elves without distraction.

At the entrance of the Elven Kingdom, Cao Ling hugged Du Yao, who was still unconscious, and knelt under the big tree, shouting over and over again: "Cao Ling, please see King Shen! Please see King Shen! Please see King Shen..."

When he saw Du Yao who was unconscious in Cao Ling's arms, Mu Zishen was slightly startled, and asked coldly, "What's wrong with her?"

"You are King Shen?" Cao Ling raised his head with a happy expression on his face.

"It is indeed the king." He asked immediately, "Why did she appear here?"

"Please also ask King Shen to save her! Half an hour ago, she arrived at the entrance and said that she was going to the elf country, but she fainted on the ground for some reason. The little ones were at a loss, so they sent her in." Cao Cao Ling said earnestly.

Mu Zishen wondered in his heart, did she come to the Elven Kingdom to find him?Could it be that he was asked to save someone again?
"Zi Shen, what happened? Who are they?" Behind him, Zi Ling rushed over and asked.When she saw Du Yao, she was also taken aback, "This girl wasn't there last time..."

She remembered that the Grim Reaper was there at that time, and she knew they were together!

"Send them to the king's bedroom." Mu Zishen turned his head and said to the bee spirit who was still unable to slow down, and then walked away with big strides.

After walking two steps forward, I heard Ziling remind me, "Zichen, she approached you with a purpose! You are trying to trap the elves of the elf kingdom into injustice!"

"Miss Du won't have such scheming, I believe her!" Feng Ling suddenly helped Du Yao say something nice, and regretted it as soon as he blurted it out, but he didn't feel happy if he didn't say it.

Mu Zishen didn't say much, but turned back, leaned over and hugged Du Yao in Cao Ling's arms, and walked towards the bedroom.

Zi Ling was surprised by his abrupt and gentle behavior, even she herself had never seen such a behavior from him.

All the elves started talking again, and they were in a mess around Cao Ling's jerky face.

*
Putting her on the soft couch, he stared at her quietly for a moment, and found that her face was without any embellishments, and the black robe on her body, which was the same as the god of death, was even paler.

He couldn't help stretching out his fingers to lightly touch her lips. The corners of the bloodless lips had already dried up and were cold. For a woman like her, he suddenly wondered about her identity.

Why was she the only one who could break his seal, why was she the one who met him as an elf egg, why was she with the god of death... All these questions made him desperately hope that she could wake up and answer him now.

He slightly parted his lips, leaned close to her cheek, and slowly injected a breath of life into her body.

"Zi Shen!" Zi Ling rushed in from the door just in time to see this scene. How could he care and pity another woman so much in just a short while?

However, time seemed to stop at the moment when he was healing her. No matter how heartbroken Zi Ling was, he couldn't stop him from giving her...

"No...it's not good! Here again...someone here!" Feng Ling fell to the ground again regardless of the occasion, and when he saw Mu Zishen who was healing Du Yao, he wanted to slap himself again .

Zi Ling, who had already lost all thoughts on the side, turned his head to look, and asked without any emotion: "Who is it?"

"Dead...dead...dead..." Bee Spirit held back for a long time.

Zi Ling blasted him out with a palm, "Didn't you see that King Shen is concentrating on saving people? It's just a dead person, why bother to disturb King Shen! It's really useless!"

"It's the god of death!" The bee spirit who was knocked out of the door finally shouted.

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