"Oh, cute elf, hurry up and let me eat it~"

The poisonous snake hissed and spitted out a bright red letter, laughed strangely, opened its bloody mouth with transparent saliva, and was about to bite the elf's head--

"Slow down."

A woman's voice came.

“…”

When the viper's sharp teeth were still one inch away from the elf's long ice silver hair, the viper stopped moving.

It opened its bloody mouth and closed it in disappointment.

The elf was like a dessert scented in front of him that exuded the aroma of strawberries. It seemed that it could be eaten immediately, but it had to be forced to stop.

The poisonous snake turned his head stiffly, and the bright red letter was sucking and spitting out when he spoke. There was an impatient feeling in his words, exposing the snake's cold and vicious nature. "Mr. Frances, what else do you have?"

"You can't eat this elf," said Fenghua.

"Why--"

After all, snakes are cold-blooded animals. Even if they have a sense of awe for the gods, after they violate their interests, they can throw all the gods and awe aside.

"Mr. Frances, I respect you as the goddess of darkness, but this does not mean that you can interfere with the law of the jungle that preys on the jungle in our magic forest."

The poisonous snake sneered, contemptuous and disdainful, and the cold and smooth snake body slowly tightened around and around...

The elf's beautiful and tender face became whiter and whiter, and the bones in her small body seemed to be about to break...

Bessel pursed his lips, the rose petal-like lips became pale, the thin and dense long eye feathers raised, and the ice blue and dark red pupils filled with trance.

I saw a vague shadow in the distance, a woman in a palace dress standing tall in the dark night in the forest, pure black charming and gorgeous wine.

It's thrillingly beautiful.

It's her.

Didn't she leave?

He also said that the poisonous snake would slowly enjoy him.

Somehow, the elf looked at the woman who had returned, and a hint of astringent meaning surged in his heart.

Although the elf still doesn't know the sour and warm feeling under his heart, it is called:

Wronged.

Fenghua naturally did not notice the elf's emotions. Facing the faint threat of the poisonous snake, the dark red gem-like pupils under the curled and slender black eyelashes were filled with a charming evil spirit.

The lips as red as blood opened with a smile, and the smile was not enough to reach the bottom of their eyes: "Oh, what if I insist on interfering today?"

The poisonous snake's tail was rolled up, and a faint light flashed in the darkness. He laughed loudly, extremely cold: "Then our great goddess of darkness, don't blame me... for turning against me."

Oh.

What a big tone.

Her Majesty the Queen smiled casually, with a little contempt.

A quarter of an hour later, the poisonous snake that looked like I was the most arrogant in the world was curled up, hiding away from home, trembling.

Fenghua stepped on the soft snake with one foot, smiling hard: "It's ruthless to turn your back? You'll turn it over to me."

Viper: "…"

I dare not, I dare not.

Big guy, I can't afford to offend you, I can't afford to offend you.

Although the snake is cold-blooded, it is still very tactful. If it is ruthless, it may hold a grudge, but it dare not offend again.

Fenghua didn't even look at the poisonous snake in the corner. The palace skirt was so charming that it walked over slowly.
Chapter completed!