One Piece: Musicians and Generals.

The meeting place of the clan leaders was not in the territory of a certain demon species, nor was it in one of four places in rotation. It was extremely monotonous and had no class at all.

Lan Xina has been here for a long time, at least she has not only seen the mountain elves. She can often hear the elves' inner secret words, always saying something like "I dare not", "Instigating", "You go, old thing".

Words like these.

Could they have had a fight? That would be terrible.

Lan Xina was not very clear about the relationship between them, but after getting to know them for so long, she could conclude that the relationship between them must be very bad. It was impossible for four of them to sit at the same table and stare at each other. If they looked at each other, their mood would be ruined for the whole day.

It just so happened that that day was the clan leaders' meeting, and Lan Xina had also learned the art of disguise.

After studying for so many days, it finally worked. I learned this entry-level spell for gods.

Recalling the result of the battle with Yoriichi Zero-One, Lan Xina couldn't help but sigh. He was worthy of being the strongest person in the world. Although he didn't have all his strength, he was still very strong.

In addition, with Chen Ruqing's explanation, she, who did not speak the language, was able to start practicing more quickly. And Luo Xinandi was able to speak Utopia's words so standardly.

Fortunately, he taught very well, and with her diligent practice, she finally made considerable progress within three months. This was also due to her natural genes.

However, when she was in the Marine Headquarters, Teacher Zefa said that she learned everything very quickly, not just in combat.

This is also true.

"Come on, the art of camouflage is both simple and difficult, but most banshees should be very fond of it and proficient in it. I'm counting on you~" Chen Ruqing was still lying on the couch as usual, and occasionally Lan Xina moved her to a place closer to the sun.

She said this would speed up the process.

Sunbathing can speed up the process of cultivation! Then she can stay outside all day! !

Lan Xina made an OK gesture. She had just learned the art of disguise = coupled with her superb makeup skills, she was able to fake her voice, and she had won the hearts of many beautiful ladies.

"Just wait and see, I guarantee that no one will recognize me today." Lan Xina issued a military order.

"Ha~ That's not necessarily true. Although there was no god in charge of Weiwei before, there are still some monsters with high skills. By the way, you must learn how to distribute the gods' gifts tonight~ Otherwise, your territory will be full of people favored by other gods, and you don't have any. It will be a disaster if it gets out."

"Okay, okay~ Let's go."

"besides……"

No matter what Chen Ruqing said, Lan Xina just said "OK".

Today I will continue to patrol the mountains and draw pictures.

What a coincidence, I happened to see the four clan leaders in a meeting. With the volume so loud, I could hear it without having to get too close. No wonder so many little mountain elves knew about these gossips. It's hard not to know.

Four people sat on a stone bench at the edge of the cliff. There were some fruits and vegetables on the stone table. They looked very close.

"Have you been there?" Bu Lao turned and asked Qing Geng, the leader of the Qingyoudeng tribe who was on her right.

"No, what about you?" Qing Geng replied, and then turned to ask the next tribe leader, the Red King Snake tribe leader with the hottest temper, "Angry"

"You didn't go, why should I go!!" He turned around and asked the leader of the Hundred Eyes Demon Clan, "Duomu", "What about you?"

"Me too~"

"Hey..." Several people said in unison, and drank the warm tea in their hands.

Duomu savored it for a moment, "Today it's Snow Mountain White Fang? Why isn't it Jun Jianchun?"

Bu Lao said bluntly, "That's too expensive. When I asked, they said it was sold out. Alas, it's sold out."

"How stingy."

The little mountain elf hiding in the big tree quietly took out a pen and paper and wrote it down, "Chief of the Qianfu Luo clan is stingy, Jun Jianchun is very expensive."

"It's really gone. It's said to be the White Fang of Snow Mountain, so it must be planted on Wolf Peak. Do you think anyone can go there? Or it was taken from the hands of humans who mistakenly entered this place decades ago. We don't know if any human will set foot here again." Bu Lao retorted.

“You said that so much time has passed and we haven’t gone to meet Lady Medicine King Snake. Will she have a bad impression of us!!!” The sentimental elder Baimugui said with his face supported by his hands, feeling more and more as if he was imagining a melodramatic drama in his mind.

"It shouldn't be..." Bulao said hesitantly.

"Oh, I'm really convinced. There's nothing to be afraid of. Gods don't all have the same temperament as humans. They will definitely not make things difficult for us because of such a small matter."

"You're right!" Lan Xina said suddenly, scaring the old men so much that they left their seats quickly and retreated to a horizontal line.

The old men looked at each other, and immediately took out their weapons and prepared to fight.

The little mountain elf on the tree knew who Lanshina was when she came. Although her body shape and appearance had changed, and her voice had also been disguised, once she got close to her, she would never forget her scent.

They quietly put away their notebooks and pens and hid in the tree hole.

The four of them exchanged glances, "Is this a young member of your clan?"

Each of them frowned and said, "No, it must be another small tribe. But the point is that usually no one comes here~"

"You're stupid, we only get together a few times a year, it's not like he didn't come during those few times!"

It seems that their relationship is not that bad. They were talking and laughing just now.

To be investigated.

The few of them exchanged glances quickly and decided to pull the young man over to sit down and discuss the matter.

The first to bear the brunt was the chief of the Baimugui tribe who was wearing dark blue clothes. "Young man, come, come, sit down." The old man pulled Lan Xina's wrist and said, "Young man, your body is not in good condition. You need to eat more."

Lan Xina was so scared that she thought she was discovered.

"Okay, okay, thank you for your concern, Grandpa."

The scarlet-clothed Red King Snake leader coughed a few times, meaning "get to the point!"

"Young man, I am an old man named Duomu, and this one is called Bulao, Nu, and Qinggeng." Chief Duomu pointed at them one by one.

This young man really lived on the sacred mountain. He was not surprised to hear their four names.

Maybe you have already come face to face with God.

We old guys have something to ask you. If there are neighbors coming to our house, should we go to their homes to say hello?"

Several powerful clan leaders looked at Lan Xina, their eyes full of desire to apply for a job.

"This... can be..."

They exchanged glances again, "So what do you think would happen if we visited after a long time?"

"You are talking about Lord Qingyaoyi, the god."

The old man smiled brightly, "Yeah, right, it seems you know it, young man."

"Yes, my true form is a bird, and I have made my home in a tree near Lord Qingyaoyi."

"There's a saying that goes 'If I don't go to the mountain, the mountain won't go to me.' How come you don't know that Master Qing Yaoyi won't take the initiative to visit!"

Lan Xina pretended to glance at the sky and said, "It's getting late. I have to go to work first."

"Hey, hey, don't go, young man."

Disguise is OK~

"It should be that if the mountain doesn't come to me, I will come to the mountain, right?"