1182.This is what the underworld of elves should smell like~
1182.This is what the underworld of elves should be like~ (page 1/2)
The Oak Father quickly took shape after several moments of weakness. He relied on the behavioral constraints and symbolic shaping of the teachings and canons of the Church of Avalon, making his image very different from that of the Forest Mother who had just died..
He is no longer an elf figure.
It no longer represents a specific race and has become a pan-civilizational god of faith, so its external image has changed..
In the wind and fog formed by the essence of nature, there is a white-haired wise old man.
“Mr. Tan doesn't care? "Mu Yao was curious. She had been to southern Yunnan before and had cooperated with Tan Yuanguang. He was not a careless person, especially his own grandson..
Yi Lanqing's body was slightly shaken. Although she no longer had any blood feelings for her father, when she heard the words from Cui Feng's mouth, she still couldn't help but feel an unconcealed confusion and struggle in her heart..
Although there were speculations in his mind, Yunfeng was still confused when the word "ten years" came out. Ten years? Are you kidding? He actually fell asleep for ten years all at once.?
When Dong Zhanyun was worried about what to do with his sharp stones, his godfather Wu Su's words made him overjoyed: "Elder brother Song Dihui has a bunch of sharp stones in his hand. If you don't want many, he should give them to you. Yeah~!" So Dong Zhanyun happily ran to ask Song Dihui for labor fees..
Yang Anran never guessed that she would hide in the car. Even if Ling Qianjue failed to rescue her, she could still use Yang Anran's car to return to the city. It would be easier to leave next time..
Carlos looked up and saw a microelectronic medical robot with a triangular head scanning his whole body with its red electronic eyes..
“This is also the main purpose of my coming to you. The prince wants me to discuss it with you," Sa Zhenbing said..
As if sleepwalking, she came to the mobile hospital bed of one of the wounded. She held the bed frame with her left hand and gently stroked the injured man's unconscious arm with her right hand..
“Mr. Xiao, just take a look, this guide will be very popular." Lin Peng smiled and patted Xiao Menglou's shoulder, then put his big head in front of the computer..
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