Elven Almighty Trainer

"This, where is this place?"

The uncle with a mature face, "Qian Mowei", was looking around in confusion. He remembered that he was still sitting in the chair just now, and he was planning to find some videos or live broadcasts of the tenth generation to satisfy his craving.

How come we arrived in such a dark place in such a blink of an eye?

Looking at the dark scene around him, he couldn't help but panic. Could he have been kidnapped?

But would you be so bored as to kidnap him, an ordinary person of no value?

Thinking of his newly married wife, his face felt bitter. Could it be because of her?

"Damn it, don't hurt her, if something happens to me, it's coming to me."

He shouted loudly, making a request to the kidnappers hiding in the dark.

It's a pity that he is destined to be disappointed. After all, this matter is not an ordinary crime at all.

Just because no kidnapper responded to him doesn't mean no one else responded to him.

A panicked elf emerged from the dark sea of ​​flowers, and it was Machado who was the mastermind behind dragging Qianmowei into this illusion.

The uncle "Qian Mowei" was stunned when he saw Mashado, and then quickly rubbed his eyes, fearing that there was something wrong with his eyes and seeing things that could only appear in dreams.

But unfortunately, no matter how much he rubbed his eyes, Marchado still stood in front of him, and even slowly extended his hand to him.

Touch, touch.

The touched thigh did indeed feel incredibly real. "Qian Mowei" opened her mouth wide, as if she never thought that her dream would be so real.

Yes, he has stopped panicking at all. What the hell? It turns out this is all a dream.

"Qian Mowei" was completely relieved. How could he, who loved the elves so much, let go of such an opportunity to get in close contact with the elves? He immediately squatted down, grabbed Marshado's cheek and started to pull it.

Completely ignoring Mashaduo's desperate look, he kept rubbing it vigorously and kept mumbling things like, "It feels really good."

"Qianmowei" didn't notice at all that the black color had begun to spread on his body. Marshado's flaming pupils widened and he staggered back two steps. His expression and state made it seem as if "Qianmowei" was... What a despairing devil.

"Qian Mowei" finally noticed something strange about his body at this time. Looking at the black color that had spread from his feet, he touched these black lines in surprise.

Somehow, they are not scary to "Qian Mowei", and they even have an indescribable sense of intimacy, as if they are already a part of his body.

As the black color expanded faster, "Qian Mowei" was in a daze, and everything in front of him was infinitely blurred. App download address xbzs He lost consciousness, and the black color faded from his body, until finally, he The whole person disappeared into this world.

Mashado, who was sitting far away, witnessed all this, and witnessed the process of Qianmo not being eroded by this black substance but not being harmed in the slightest.

It left tears of regret in pain. These things are indeed part of this terrible human being.

Looking at his empty right hand, Mashado just wanted to escape from this terrifying world.

"Is it delicious, hubby?"

He Yaqiu looked at Qian Mowei who was devouring his food and asked knowingly with a satisfied tone.

Qian Mowei naturally felt that this meal was not bad, otherwise even if he was very hungry, he would not eat so deliciously.

One question is why I haven't seen He Nanqiu's cooking skills so good before. Although he is not as good as himself, he is still better than those girls who don't even cook.

And this full of wifely power is simply every man’s dream.

"not bad."

After taking the tissue handed over by He Yaqiu, Qianmo even burped after wiping his mouth. Judging from his appearance, he was not only very casual, but also quite relaxed.

You must know that Qian Mowei will never behave like this in front of unfamiliar people, and basic etiquette must be maintained no matter what.

Things like face should be reserved to some extent in front of outsiders.

"Thank you for the hospitality. Now it's time for me to go."

After he finished speaking, he stood up from the chair and planned to go out to find a way to leave this ghostly dreamland. He couldn't stay here forever.

As expected, he was still worried about the situation outside.

"Hey, hubby, where are you going?"

He Nanqiu stood up from the chair uneasily and grabbed his hand, with a sad expression as if Qian Mo was about to abandon her.

He sighed and decided to clarify his words completely.

"Hey"

Before he could say more, Qian Mowei felt a sense of emptiness in his body, and then he completely lost his vision, and everything he could see turned into deep darkness.

But the next moment, he woke up.

He stood up from the sea of ​​white flowers and rubbed his temples with a painful expression.

Looking around, I saw that it was still the same sea of ​​white flowers as before I went to bed.

Slowly moving his gaze in front of him, there was a small black figure there.

"Marshado"

Okay, now the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes is clear, so the next step is to find a way to get out of this illusion from it.

"Did you pull me into this dream?"

Machado looked at him with deep vigilance and fear. He didn't know why this human brought him a sense of crisis even more than that of the white elf after falling asleep.

That black substance was so overbearing that it directly swallowed up its original power. In order to prevent it from being further eroded, Mashado cut off one of his hands in desperation.

Although it can grow back after hundreds of years of cultivation, its strength is destined to be greatly weakened in a short period of time, even inferior to stronger ordinary elves.

And all of this is caused by this ordinary human being in front of me except for the spirit.

Ma Shaduo was angry, so naturally he would not care about Qian Mowei.

Nonsense, if it had a way to get out, it would have gone out long ago. Why do you have to worry about staying with those scary things? Is it because you think you have lived too long, or are you tired of living and want to die?

Obviously, Marchado is neither of the two. It has not lived enough yet. There are still so many wonderful things in this world waiting for it to play. It does not want to die in this ghost place so early.

Seeing that Ma Shaduo ignored him, Qianmo Wei didn't even think about sticking up to someone else's cold butt, so he simply started walking around again.

Maybe there is a flaw in this illusion that I caught?

People, after all, have to have some dreams.

After all, you can't think of this place as a desperate situation and end your own life.