God doesn't want me to be human

The word princess must be particularly desirable to most girls, and it must be particularly desirable to some boys—such as Dylan, but it is tantamount to a nightmare for Lu Jia.

Fortunately, he still has two chances to save.

Before Dylan left, she said that she would have to give gifts twice before she could become a princess.

Lu Jia will never give another item to the Elf King!Not even a blade of grass!Not even a grain of dirt!

In the past, Lu Jia only knew that doing missions through time travel would be life-threatening.

Now, Lu Jia knows that there is still a moral danger in doing missions through time travel.

Choose one between life and integrity?

He wants it all!

As for things like the princess, whoever wants them, anyway, he won't give another thing.

After thinking about the countermeasures, Lu Jia breathed a sigh of relief, and came out of the bird's nest that had been closed for a long time.

The sky outside is already orange, and the soft orange sun is half-set, as if floating in the green forest ocean, the wind blows through the treetops, the green waves sway, and the setting sun rises and falls.

In this fairytale-like beauty, Lu Jia slowly relaxed.

This is a peaceful and peaceful world.

This world... is so beautiful.

The next day, I still repeated yesterday's itinerary.

Go to the small valley to pick flowers, go to the land of narcissus to catch dew; get lotus flowers from unicorns, pick fruits from colorful birds; oh, and repeat the secret code - who is the most beautiful in the world?king.

Today, Lu Jia placed the dew-filled flowers in front of the Baishi Gate, without disturbing the rest of the Elven King.

When he came back with the fruit on the lotus, the beautiful elf king was already sitting on the throne in the hall.

"Praise me."

The beautiful elf on the throne is playing with a blue fruit between her fingers.

This time, the words Lu Jia found were:

"Dream."

This is what Lu Jia felt when he saw the Elf King for the first time.

The green fruit that the Elf King's fingertips were turning stopped, and those light purple eyes stared at Lu Jia.

Lu Jia felt a little pressure for no reason.

Delusion.

Lu Jia explained: "It's as beautiful as a dream."

His explanation was dry.

Because the word dream is beautiful enough.

Lu Jia couldn't think of any better words to explain.

The Elf King stood up, his long silver hair moved accordingly, his beautiful face was hidden in the light falling from above, only his light purple eyes were still clear.

Lu Jia, who was being watched, suddenly lost the ability to speak.

The Elf King stepped down from the throne, and the green fruit rolled to the ground. He raised his graceful and slender hand to pinch Lu Jia's chin, and his light purple eyes were so close.

"My dream will be beautiful."

Lu Jia held his breath, afraid that his breath would pollute the beauty that was so close.

"Let's go!"

The Elf King let go of Lu Jia, walked out, and stopped at the gate of the palace, his outline was brightened by the light coming in from outside.

"Today is the day of worship."

His shadow was lightly projected on the ground, as if he had fallen into a restless light sleep.

Today is the day of worship.

All the elves were dispatched, and they were preparing for the sacrificial work in front of the huge mother tree.

Delicate flowers were picked and decorated the venue. Many elves had flowers in their hair, and some smaller elves made garlands of flowers and hung them around their necks, playing and playing.Fresh and delicious fruits are picked, cleaned, and arranged in piles in order, with a tangy fruity aroma.

The whole scene was cheerful and happy.

Lu Jia was also happy to be infected.

"Lu Jia! You choose a flower!" Dylan passed by holding a large bouquet of flowers. When he saw Lu Jia, he stopped and asked Lu Jia to choose a flower. beautiful white rose.

Lu Jia was very moved and refused.

"Choose one!" Dilan hugged the flowers and went to Lu Jia, selling the beautiful flowers in his arms.

Lu Jia saw that all the fairies who came and went had flowers on their bodies, so he reached out and picked a pink rose at random and held it in his hand.

Seeing Lu Jia took the flowers, Dylan left satisfied. Before he left, he told him: "Newborns don't understand anything, just play with other newborns. After a few months, you will grow up." I can participate in setting up the memorial ceremony." He also pointed to a few elves chasing and laughing in the distance.

Newborn Lu Jia could only remain silent.

But he was a little strange. Aren't elves a very long-lived race?Is the growing season that short?

Speaking of...

Lu Jia looked around, and all he saw were adult elves, and even the newborns that Dylan pointed out to him looked like teenagers.

This elf family... not very orthodox.

Because of looking around, Lu Jia saw the Elf King sitting alone on a chair made of flowers.

The beautiful elf poses in a leisurely manner, with her right hand resting on her forehead, and her expression is indifferent, as if she is out of tune with the joy around her.

At this time, the Elven King was very much like the Elf King described in the movie novels, indifferent and beautiful.

An elf walked up to the elf king with a flower in his arms, and said something with a smile. The elf king pulled out a daffodil from a pile of flowers.

The elf holding the flower left happily.

The Elf King, who was playing with daffodils with downcast eyes, suddenly raised his head and looked towards Lu Jia.

Lu Jia quickly withdrew his gaze and looked elsewhere.

After doing a series of actions, Lu Jia finally realized, what is he hiding?

Lu Jia shifted his gaze to the Elf King again. He no longer looked at Lu Jia, and was talking to an elf.

The funeral was soon ready.

After a clear bell rang, all the elves stopped their movements and stood in place. The elf king stood up and walked towards the lake.

When he passed by Lu Jia, the wind blew, and a few strands of his long silver hair brushed against Lu Jia's clothes.

Lu Jia lowered her eyes quietly, looking at the pink rose in her hand.

Beauty was too close, and he was a little nervous.

A graceful and slender hand suddenly appeared in his line of sight, and took away the pink rose in his hand.

Lu Jia looked up in surprise, and met a pair of light purple eyes.

The long silver hair was slightly raised by the wind, like a galaxy in the sun, the beautiful elf with light purple eyes looked at him, and the corners of her lips curled up in a slight arc.

"I accept your second gift."

He raised his hand and held it by Lu Jia's ear for a moment, and a faint scent of flowers spread from his ear to the tip of Lu Jia's nose.

"This is a return gift."

After speaking, the Elf King stopped looking at Lu Jia and continued to walk to the lake.

Lu Jia stared blankly at his back.

It never occurred to him that "giving gifts" could be played like this?

Are you sure this isn't a robbery?

Return his flowers quickly! ·

Lu Jia suddenly felt that his integrity was at stake.

During the sacrifice, the Elf King, who made a small outrageous move, stopped by the lake. He raised his head and looked at the huge green mother tree.

The mother tree that gave birth to the elves, the source of life for the elves.

Lu Jia couldn't see the Elf King's expression, but could only see his back standing alone by the lake.

Beauty is like a dream.

After the tribute, all the elves knelt down to the mother tree, closed their eyes and sang reverently, and the beautiful and soft singing wafted through the world.

Lu Jia knelt down with the crowd, but he didn't know how to sing the elf sacrifice song, and he cared about the elf king standing by the lake.

So instead of closing his eyes, he looked at the Elven King standing there alone.

In this world, it seems that only that beautiful elf is still standing.

Many pious elves knelt down and sang, and they couldn't tell whether they were singing to the huge green mother tree or to the beautiful elf.

The soft singing voice flutters slowly, full of devotion and attachment.

Halfway through the sacrifice, the Elf King suddenly turned his head and looked at Lu Jia who hadn't closed his eyes in the crowd.

Lu Jia's heart skipped a beat when he was caught.

The light purple eyes of the elf, as beautiful as a dream, were bent, and his lips parted and closed a few times.

"..."

Before Lu Jia could distinguish the meaning, the beautiful elf had already turned her head away.

The sacrifice was still going on, and the Elf King standing alone in front of the lake seemed to suddenly lose his color at a certain moment, and something was stripped from him.

The flowers on the ground are drilled from the grass, and the mountains and plains are beautiful.

Lu Jia couldn't help standing up, he squeezed through the crowd of devoutly singing elves, and ran towards the elf king.

He no longer felt that the elf king was domineering by buying and selling "gifts" before, and he was willing to give him more things.

Standing alone in front of all the kneeling elves, the elf king seems to be admired and deprived.

He wanted to give him many things to keep this beautiful creature.

Beauty is a wonderful thing, and its most beautiful moment is when it is destroyed.

"despair!"

Lu Jia finally rushed out of the crowd and stepped forward to grab the elf whose back was facing everyone.

The silver-haired elf turned his head and stared at Lu Jia with light purple eyes.

"Lu Jia?" His voice was uncertain.

Lu Jia held the hand of this beautiful elf, but felt that he was holding nothing.

What he held was only the shell, and something that passed was lost forever under his palm.

The beautiful elf saw the flower next to his ear, reached out and touched it lightly, with a smile in his voice.

"Did I give it to you?"

"suitable for you."

Lu Jia looked at the beautiful elf, then lowered his eyes.

The lake at the feet reflects the beautiful fairies, as well as Lu Jia, and the daffodils in the ears.

The wind blows, and in the soft singing of the elves, the reflection in the lake is blurred.

Waiting for the end of the sacrifice, the Elf King took off the flowers from Lu Jia's ear and announced.

"I accept his third dedication. From today, he is my princess."

The beautiful Elven King once again snatched the "gift".

After praying, the elves stood up one after another, happily celebrating for them, and flowers were thrown in the air.

In the sea of ​​joy, Dylan approached Lu Jia to congratulate him: "Lu Jia, you are amazing! You have become a princess!"

Lu Jia lowered his eyes and said nothing.

"Lu Jia? Lu Jia!" Dylan called his name loudly, and when Lu Jia looked up at him, he asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you a fool?"

Lu Jia shook his head and looked at the beautiful elf who returned to her seat after the announcement.

He was sitting on a flower-woven chair in a casual posture, with his forehead propped on one hand, his long silver hair hanging down, and his light purple eyes half drooping.

It doesn't look any different.

Maybe it was my own illusion just now.

Lu Jia thought in his heart.

Nothing has changed.

He had only known the Elf King for a few days, so how could he tell if something had happened.

It's all an illusion.

Lu Jia lowered his eyes.

Still think about how to protect your integrity, now he is the one who offered three gifts to become the princess.

Morality and life are very precious, so we must think of a way.

That being said, Lu Jia still couldn't help shedding a tear in the joyful crowd.

Nothing happened.

No one knows.

That's why it's so sad.