The male protagonist wants to rip off my vest today

Chapter 122 [121] There are still chapters in the evening
Sophie did not expect to meet the King of Elves in this situation.

The indifference and coldness in the eyes of the king of elves has the feeling of putting ice cubes in people's hearts.

That kind of indifference to the world from the inside out.

The white flying catkins were looming around, not fluff, it should be white snow, because it was cold when it fell on the face, and it turned into water.

The elf king's long hair is white, snow-white and smooth, like a sacred and inviolable king.

Sophie has always liked white hair, so the moment she saw the Elf King, her love for his long hair rose to a new level.

But the king didn't seem to like her, or rather, he hated her.

Hate people, hate girls, hate her.

"Greedy humans." The man said quietly, this is the evaluation of the Elf King: "A black hole made of desires that can never be filled."

"Selfish, dirty-hearted, ignorant and stupid, hypocritical and cunning."

"The most failed creation of the Creator."

The man closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to take another look, and said, "Get out of here, don't pollute the holiness of the elves."

Sophie: "..."

Before he could say anything, he was scolded.

Humanity.

A racial noun.

This wave was output indiscriminately by the Elf King, and Sophie felt a little angry.

Even the white hair she likes, she is not happy.

"Great elf king, how do you know that human beings must be selfish, hypocritical and cunning?"

She couldn't help retorting: "Human beings also have boundless love, sincerity and simplicity!"

"Heh," the corners of the Elven King's lips curled slightly, but the soft smile was full of irony: "There is no need to justify the greed of your own race."

"This is true for all human beings, even you who are loved by the god of elves."

"It's not a treasure from the Forest of Greedy Elves, so why does it appear here?"

"If it wasn't Amykleia in the dream of greed, how could I find the god of elves?"

"It's not a branch of the Greedy Elven Tree—" the Elf King's golden pupils shimmered with sarcasm, and he sneered, "How could he be attacked by Mobai and almost swallowed?"

Sophie: "..."

Three consecutive questions, it is difficult to refute.

But still so angry.

She pursed her lips and said: "But the great Elf King, even though humans have so many shortcomings, they are still the most multiplied race on the continent. They are spread all over the world, and they have established a civilization that other races cannot match. Brin, or the orcs, they are all willing to interact with humans, and even yearn for human civilization."

"A race can be accepted and loved by most races in the mainland, which means that they are not useless, doesn't it?"

The Elf King lowered his eyes, and his fine and slender eyelashes looked from Sophie's perspective, inexplicably having the beauty of butterfly wings.

"Really?" The man sat up slowly, stretched out one hand, held Sophie's chin, and said in a low voice, "My eyes can see through the soul."

"How dirty the human soul is, I can see it."

"It's colorful and filled with all kinds of desires, money, status, pleasure, killing, everything, they are greedy, they do all kinds of evil, it's disgusting."

The Elf King looked into Sophie's eyes, "No one is an exception."

He suddenly sneered, narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at him, "Let me see what kind of desires are filled in your heart."

The golden pupils turned into vertical pupils in the next second.

Sophie's heart skipped a beat when she was stared at by those eyes!
My mind also started to feel dizzy, as if I wanted to tell the man everything I was thinking in my heart.

When she was hazy, she suddenly heard the deep and magnetic voice of the Elf King asking: "Human undead, what are you thinking now?"

Sophie said in a hurry: "I was thinking that even if the Elf King is the white hair I like, but speaking so rudely makes me have the urge to rush up and give that handsome face a hard slap."

When the words fell, she suddenly woke up!
Looking up, the face of the man in front of him suddenly turned dark.

Sophie: "..."

Tsk.Why did you accidentally speak your mind? !

The Elf King snorted coldly, and sneered, "Overthinking one's abilities."

Sophie: "..." I know, so I just think about it in my heart.

"If there is nothing else, I'll be leaving first..." She turned around and was about to run away.

But the barrier that suddenly appeared in front of her directly knocked her back!
His nose hurts, and if it weren't for the undead body now, he would definitely be bleeding.

"What are you doing!?" She held her nose and tears were about to come out: "You said that human beings are dirty and you won't let me go, are you fucking shaking M?!"

However, the Elf King raised his eyebrows, and a puzzled expression appeared on his handsome face: "Shaking M, what is that?"

Sophie: "...Praise you, praise you beautiful."

Obviously the Elf King disdains the glib and sweet talk.

With a light wave of his hand, Sophie's body returned to him.

The man looked at her blankly, "The god of elves said that you are the most satisfied soul he has seen in so many years."

"As long as I give food and drink, I can live a lifetime. It just so happens that I am bored staying in the elf forest all the time. Although human beings are dirty, it should be interesting to keep a small pet by my side once in a while."

The man's bony hands gently stroked Sophie's face, and squeezed it: "It's quite elastic, it seems that I usually eat a lot."

"The face is also very white, relatively healthy."

The elf king looked closer with his long and narrow eyes, "The appearance is okay, and it is more in line with the aesthetics of elves."

all in all--

"Either stay with me as a pet, or die, you choose one."

Sophie: "..."

Sophie: "Well, I'm dead."

Are you blind? !

Elf King: "..."

He raised his head again, looked down at Sophie, and said in a lofty attitude: "Either stay with me as a pet, or don't even be an undead, and directly destroy your soul."

Sophie: "..."

"Is there a third option?" She asked weakly, raising her hand.

The Elf King pointed to the scented nectar next to him: "Be my pet, and I'll give that to you."

Sophie: "..."

Fuck!A shameful heartbeat!
But morality prevailed, she swallowed, and tried her best not to look at the sweet nectar in the bowl, "I, I am a soul with backbone! I won't bow down for a bowl of nectar!"

So another bowl appeared in front of her.

The elf king asked, "What about the two bowls?"

Sophie: "..."

Also, no way! ! !

She said righteously: "Humans have the strength of being human! Never give them as pets to other races!"

Seeing her tangled but determined face, the Elf King raised his eyebrows slightly, and said mockingly: "Human, your wavering heart has proved to me just how hypocritical your race is."

　The class is full today, there is no time to code words, there should be another chapter tonight! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)