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Chapter 51

They circled them like this, drawing shining arcs lightly and gracefully in the air, and from time to time they came up to stand on their shoulders and arms to show their closeness.

Excited and nervous, Peter raised his arms and stood motionless like a statue. When the elves landed on his arms, he shouted excitedly: "Ah! Look!! They like me!!"

There were still those thumb-sized round glowing light sacs floating in the air that were detached from the leaves of the plants. The two of them didn't know what they were for until after seeing them flying around for a while, they started hugging The light sac, biting through the outer skin, drank the luminous liquid inside as if it was drinking a drink.

"What? Is this drinkable?"

Peter raised his hand in surprise. He squeezed a fruit of this kind on his hand before, and now there are still spots of bright spots on the glove.

He raised his finger and sniffed at the tip of his nose, smelling a fresh fruity fragrance.

It smells delicious....

Peter couldn't help sticking out the tip of his tongue to lick it.

"Peter! Don't eat indiscriminately!!"

Dolores stared wide-eyed, and couldn't help worrying: "We don't know anything about these things."

The little flower elf floated towards her with a fluorescent fruit in her arms, and raised her hand to her mouth with all her strength.

It made a high-pitched cry, as if to beckon her.

"what?"

Dolores couldn't help hiding for a while, and raised her hand to accept its kindness.

Peter snorted: "Is it telling us that this thing is edible?!"

A few elves grabbed a leaf and flew over, rolling the leaf into a small cup in front of them.

"Chirp—"

A pixie uttered a shriek, drawing their attention.

Then it flew to the cup with a fruit, tore off the outer membrane, and let the fluorescent liquid inside drip into the cup.

They flew over in a line, holding the fruit one by one in an orderly manner, and squeezing the juice inside.

Then a few of them wobbled holding the cups and flew in front of Dolores.

They chirped softly at Dolores as if they were singing, and she accepted the gift somewhat at a loss: "Let me drink?"

The little elf with flapping wings flew to the side of her face and stroked her face up and down twice.

"Should be drinkable...I guess—"

Peter looked at her, still a little jealous: "Why don't they give me a special drink?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't expect the elves flying around to sing together, sounding like they were laughing.

Then some picked long leaves, folded leaf cups for him, and brought fruits one by one to squeeze out juice for him.

"I'm kidding!! Oh my god...so embarrassing."

Peter blushed a little instead, and Dolores smiled undisguisedly. She carefully looked at her leaf cup, looked at the elves in front of her with bright eyes, and tried to express her gratitude: "Thank you so much you guys."

Although it now seemed likely that they could understand what they were saying, she bowed cautiously to them gratefully.

However, the elves in front of her suddenly dispersed with a bang, screaming excitedly one after another.

They flew back and forth in mid-air, drawing sparkling tracks, and then more elves seemed to rush towards them even more eagerly.

Dolores put her lips close to the blade, and carefully drank the glistening liquid.

The entrance feels wonderful, thicker than water, like yogurt, but with a natural sweetness and a bit of acidity, like 'drinking' fruit.

This can definitely be called delicious!

And after drinking it, because of its thick texture, it also brings a feeling of fullness.

Peter made a fuss and praised it, and then reached out to pick the fruits floating in mid-air even more excitedly.

He even ate one raw, and it exploded instantly when he bit it in his mouth: "It really has a special flavor."

Being able to eat such a full stomach in the deserted forest, Peter couldn't help sighing: "Our luck is really great!"

The elves seem to like them very much, especially after their gifts seem to be very popular, they behave more enthusiastically, their calls seem to be singing, and after a while, they seem to really sing, holding hands Start walking in circles around them.

The singing voice of the elves is too beautiful to behold. Countless beautiful and small singings are connected together, floating leisurely in the forest. This unique picture seems to resonate with people, so shocking that they want to shed tears.

Standing in the boundless forest of this alien star, two wandering young people no longer seem to feel helpless and lonely.

Peter poured Dolores into his arms, and they hugged each other, watching the scene.

Dolores leaned on his shoulder, took a deep breath, her eyes seemed a little moist: "I hope they are all okay..."

Peter raised his hand, brushed her cheek gently, and rubbed her hair: "I promise. We will definitely find them and find a way to go back together."

The elves sang softly, like the stars of the Milky Way scattered in the entire forest, illuminating the darkness, like a small hope emerging from the boundless loneliness.

In the early morning, both moons disappeared in the blue sky above the head, and the morning light projected from nowhere, penetrating down from the gap surrounded by lush trees.

Peter built a huge spider web over the creek last night, and the two of them slept under the night sky all night.

The elves did not leave them alone, but perched beside them and illuminated them.

It was gradually dawning, and Dolores woke up, raised her head from Peter's arms, and he immediately woke up too.

"Oh, it's dawn."

Both of them were sleepy. They slept in the forest overnight. They were not worried about danger, but everything was so novel. They lay on the cobwebs and looked at the forest. Many wonderful creatures would come and go by the creek late at night. .

This forest looks mysterious and magnificent in their eyes, at least so far, they haven't seen any cruel and dangerous side.

No matter how old they are, they can always go out. Therefore, the two of them seemed to feel a little relieved. After watching the twin-moon starry sky and the strange creatures coming and going by the stream in the middle of the night, they fell asleep hugging each other.

Peter rubbed his eyes and sat up from the spider web, he yawned: "Oh, the air here is really fresh."

He took a deep breath, feeling that his chest was filled with the unique refreshing fragrance of grass and trees.

"Good morning, Peter."

Dolores stretched and sat up.

The forest in the early morning is another kind of beauty compared with last night. The golden sun shines on the body, and the lush and dense leaves are swayed by the breeze and make a pleasant rustling sound. If it were on the earth, they would hear the birds. But now, what they heard one after another was a kind of groan they had never heard before.

The elves were all gone, and Dolores looked under the net, and found that the glowing buds by the stream had closed, and the long leaves and fruit had disappeared, but there was a slight bulge, perhaps Tonight, it will produce countless small lights that will float into the air when they mature.

Dolores didn't worry about what they ate today, because she tore off a piece of her robe last night. Although the calves were exposed, they had a simple luggage, and the elves helped them pick many, many of these fruits graciously. .

The small package filled with their rations was hanging under the spider web. Peter turned his head, raised a smile and approached her, cupped her cheek and kissed her: "Good morning."

Having to leave again, the two of them went down from the spider web, washed briefly by the stream, and drank enough water. Peter climbed to the top of the treetop to identify the direction.

The endless forest is connected under the sun, and even the most basic way of looking at the sun to identify the direction is useless.

Peter suspects that the sunlight they see now is actually refracted by the double moon, and it is impossible to determine the direction at all.

They had no choice but to pack up and head in one direction, preferably before tonight to find a source of water.

Plants of this pixie-inhabited flower will appear near water sources, not only to be kind to them, but to guarantee them food for the rest of the day.

This is very important.

The two reluctantly bid farewell to the elves who had returned to the flower buds, and continued to move forward together.

Walking along the way, Peter and Dolores discussed: "Do you think the distance between everyone will be very far? The teleportation location seems to be random."

"Looks like that, my biggest concern right now is that Natasha says she's by the sea, with the buildings, it sounds too far away from us, and I'm worried she'll run into the local Nahaganas.... "

Dolores bit her lip, she was hesitant, the most uncertain thing was what attitude the Hagana would have towards outsiders like them?

She didn't feel that her so-called 'crown prince' status would bring them convenience.

After all, there was a queen like Fiona before, and she herself was half of the blood of the earth, not to mention that she didn't know anything about Nahagana.

She didn't quite believe that the people of the Hagana would accept her with joy, and she was even vaguely worried about what she would do if their attitude was completely hostile.

She really didn't want to fight them. Although she grew up on Earth, she still had the blood of the Haganah anyway. War was the worst kind of situation.

As they talked, they walked in the lonely forest.

Peter jumped from a boulder down a tree root and turned to fetch Dolores.

"Be careful."

Dolores threw the package full of fruits to him first, and then slipped down the vine.

Peter caught her, but the next moment, he suddenly froze because he heard something else.