Elf: Meet the King of Goblins at the beginning

"Lord Bulbasaur!"

"Lord Bulbasaur!"

There was a lot of crying outside the tree wall. The crowd and the elves fell to their knees one after another, crying to the sky and the earth. The words were full of sorrow, which could be said to make those who heard it cry and those who heard it moved their faces.

The position of Bulbasaur in the plain of flowers can be seen from this tube.

Even the old patriarch, who usually paid the most attention to his image, knelt down in front of the tree wall at this moment.

Lord Bulbasaur may have already left first.

The old patriarch felt extremely sad.

His long white beard was covered with dirt on the ground. He burst into tears and talked about the past.

"Remember when the Flower Plain was first established, with enemies on all sides, Lord Miao Frog came out of the secret realm of the Sacred Tree..."

The old patriarch recounted the past events one by one.

Natasha and Paul were maintaining order, with tears on their faces as they listened to the old patriarch's words.

"Master Bulbasaur, why did you go like this!"

"I can't hold on and pass away before the God-returning Ceremony has started."

"What should we do?"

There were cries outside the tree wall, and Bulbasaur opened her eyes inside the tree wall.

At this moment, its head was groggy, and it took a while to wake up from the chaos.

Shaking his head, Bulbasaur couldn't help but feel a little doubt in his heart.

What happened to it yesterday.

How many years has it been since it was drunk?

Even if the deadline is approaching, I won't get drunk from a few bottles of rice wine.

But the current situation is that not only is it drunk, but it also sleeps until noon the next day, even delaying the return ceremony.

Ah!

After slowing down for a while, Bulbasaur took two steps and was about to untie the tree wall, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

its body!

What about its body!

Yesterday, its old body was like a burned-out bonfire, waiting for the last spark to extinguish before it would die.

but now……

Although he has not returned to his former strong body, the burned out bonfire seems to have been forced into a handful of firewood and started to burn again.

Although the newly added firewood will certainly be burned, it will last at least another three to five years.

This!This!This!

What is going on.

Bulbasaur suddenly raised her head, only to see that Su Yuan, who had been sleeping soundly against her just now, had opened his eyes at some point.

I saw him smiling, looking at me and saying:

"Big guy, don't look at me. You have guarded the Flower Plain for many years and promoted the unity of humans and elves. Perhaps the legendary God of Life saw that you worked hard and achieved great results, so he gave you a few more years of life!"

Su Yuan's smile was gentle, like the sunshine at noon, which made Bulbasaur look at him in a daze.

God of life?

Bulbasaur is not one of those ignorant elves.

As people mature, it immediately realized that if it lives a few more years, it will definitely have something to do with Su Yuan.

Just now Su Yuan talked about the God of Life.

Is it...

Miao Frog Flower suddenly thought of the extremely rich vitality in Su Yuan.

At this time, it looked at Su Yuan again, and its pupils suddenly widened.

It saw something.

The broken hair in front of Su Yuan's forehead was a little uneven due to a good night's sleep, and a three-petal flame mark was exposed on the edge of the broken hair.

It seemed that he noticed Bulbasaur's gaze.

The flame mark between Su Yuan's eyebrows seemed to come alive, shaking without any wind, and a coercion from the depths of his blood suddenly burst out from Su Yuan's eyebrows.

Although fleeting.

But Bulbasaur has already set off huge waves in her heart.

None of them could stand still and sat down on the ground.

God!

Absolutely a god!

Su Yuan is a god!

No, Su Yuan should be a human being, Bulbasaur quickly threw away the first guess.

That is, there are gods following him.

Humans followed by gods!

Bulbasaur was extremely horrified.

Could it be that he is following the God of Life!

It was he who gave me a life span of three to five years when my oil was exhausted?

Even the well-informed Bulbasaur was also panicked.

It has never seen a god.

Su Yuan looked at Bulbasaur's naive appearance and knew that he had scared him, so he shook his head and smiled.

"Okay, big guy, get up. Your people are waiting for you outside. Stop thinking about it. I'm going to leave first. You can hold your God-returning Ceremony properly."

Su Yuan gently tapped a Poke Ball on his waist, and a Slow King holding a golden crown appeared next to him. In Bulbasaur's shocked eyes, Su Yuan was moved by the Slow King in an instant. , taken away from here.

Miao Frog Flower stared blankly at the position where Su Yuan was standing before leaving.

Thoughts raced in my mind.

But it understands that the top priority now is not to think about who Su Yuan is and why he does this.

The top priority now is how to communicate with the people outside.

Why does it need to hold a sacrifice to return to the gods?

Isn't it because his time is approaching and he wants to use the sacred tree to hold a memorial ceremony and sacrifice himself so that part of his power can be passed on to Xiaoqi and Tutaigui to help them break through to the Heavenly King level and leave two generals for the Flower Plain?

But now I don’t have to die!

According to its estimation, he can live for at least three years now.

In the past three years, it has continued to dominate the Flower Plain. Maybe Xiaoqi, Tutaigui, or other elves in the Flower Plain will be able to break through to the Heavenly King level during this time.

That way there is no need to pull back the seedlings and encourage them to grow.

After all, there is a difference between trying to break through to the Heavenly King level on your own and using external forces to break through.

With a few more years of life, it can better plan a future for the Flower Plain.

even......

In fact, Bulbasaur also wants to live a few more years.

Who thinks life is short when you are in a high position?

In that case, why don't you just go out and tell everyone that the Guishen Festival has been cancelled, and that you are alive again?

No.

That's not right either.

But Bulbasaur lived for many years after all, and soon came up with a brilliant plan.

The rite of return to the gods remains as usual.

It wants to fake death!

Maybe this Guishen Festival is also an opportunity.

Bulbasaur's brain was working rapidly, and the plan gradually came to mind.

Under the Gui Shen Sacrifice, people's hearts fluctuated.

There are definitely many people who have set their sights on the flower plain.

It can take this opportunity.

Let yourself go from light to dark.

Maybe even catch some rats.

After figuring out the plan, Bulbasaur quickly took action.

The sun quietly moved a little further to the west.

The time has come to one o'clock in the afternoon.

The Guishen Festival, which was scheduled to be held on time at noon, was not held as scheduled.

Outside the tree wall, the suona was already blowing.

Firecrackers shook the sky.

People had white mourning cloths wrapped around their heads, and they wore hemp and mourning for the Miao Frog flowers. White paper flowers were fluttering in the air.

At this moment, the whole flower capital, the whole city is in plain

Don't feel out of place in the plain of flowers.

After the arrival of the elves, China conquered the Baiyue, collected the Three Hans, and accepted the cherry blossoms, and has once again reached the top of the world. The Chinese language and the customs and habits of the Chinese nation have also been widely spread around the world as the country has grown stronger.

The Flower Plain, which is not far away from northern Xinjiang, has naturally learned some customs and habits of China subtly.

However, since it is not the fault of China after all, some changes in customs are inevitable.

After all, in China, when an elder of the family has just died, they wear sackcloth and show mourning, and the suona and firecrackers and paper flowers take turns to play.

At this time.

The wall of trees suddenly opened.

The sound of suona resounded throughout the world.

The weeping people looked up in confusion and saw their king, Lord Bulbasaur, looking at them under the Emerald God.

Then, there was a thunderous cry!

The crowd and the elves rushed forward.

The old patriarch.

Little seven.

Turtle.

Natasha and Paul.

He quickly calmed the people, and then walked to Bulbasaur.

"Lord Bulbasaur, are you okay?"