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Among the rows of bright rooms was the room of his father, the chief of the forester, who had been depressed for many days, kneeling alone in a room with a simple bed and cupboard, praying: "Great Oak Father, as you say, this seemingly rich place is full of invisible prisons, here seems fertile but full of pride and prejudice, and this place is full of invisible barriers that divide people from each other, and everyone lives in his own intolerance. I don't want to put up with the discrimination of these people anymore, who see those of us who live in the jungle and swamps as ignorant and inferior losers, and who don't even want to look at us directly. In fact, they do not know our life and our gains and losses, and they live forever only in their custom of flattering the powerful and oppressing the weak, although this custom is disguised by a magnificence of seemingly great slogans, and I have decided to leave this place and return to my own grassy jungle. Please bless me the day after tomorrow~~" Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered a very important thing - do you want to learn what 'Pastor Magellan' 'Tree Manifestation' and other skills?

After a while, he straightened his clothes and began to bow down to the gods while praying for guidance: "Holy Oak Father, I don't believe the words of the man of unknown origin, and I don't have time to test the truth of what he says, but if what he says is true, I am willing to do my best for the growth of the ranger." If you hear my prayers, please show me the right choice. ”

Although the god Sivannas rarely really responds to him, and his ranger magic is also a direct gift from nature rather than the god Sivannas, in his heart nature is Sivannas, and Sivannas is nature. Therefore, he knelt on the ground reverently, muttering and praying non-stop, until 'woo~~' fell from the sky with a bright green glow with a little bit of beauty, surrounded by the breeze and a tall and vigorous figure, with the rain and dew like the glimmer of the shimmer around him

Her clear and clean hunting shoes stepped on the invisible breeze, standing three feet on the ground and walking slowly, with gusts of ethereal wind and sacred whispers; her emerald leather armor that seemed to be connected by large leaves shone with the magic of nature, shining with the vitality of nature, making this tall divine body show the great momentum of the jungle; the compound bow on her right hand was swirled with rainbow-like divine light, and the sharp knife on her left side was brilliant and brilliant, as if she could see the poison in the forest that sealed her throat with blood, and on her green armor and strict shoulders were the colorful divine birds, although they were only the size of a sparrow, a round of celestial rainbow light bloomed around her bodyThe face of the god who looks down on all beings for the sake of the gods and is the great mentor of the rangers, the goddess of the forest and the rangers, Mekelly

"You, would you like to be my messenger?" God's voice was like her transparent brilliance, soft but contained vigorous power until it pressed in front of the village chief of the forest ranger, and he couldn't breathe, and his brain was completely short-circuited in an instant: how~~how~~ yes~~Mei~~ Goddess Kelly?I have always prayed to the father of the oak tree~~ I have always been his messenger in the world, and now I want to be the messenger of other gods??~~

The oppressive brightness of "you" almost drowned out the surrounding qiē, leaving only the tall and beautiful goddess in the brilliance in a more stern tone to make the sound of the sea tide blowing the mountains and forests, like layers of waves only hitting the bottom of people's hearts, completely irresistible: "Would you like to be my messenger?"

This stern and sacred word suddenly woke up the small village chief who was kneeling in the light: the goddess Mekeli is the daughter of the father of the oak tree, and being her messenger is still the messenger of the father of the oak tree. And it's a miracle, a miracle of the true God, maybe it was with the consent of the Father of the Oak Tree that he showed me a miracle

So he no longer hesitated, with excitement and apprehension, he bowed to the ground and said: "I would like to be your messenger, the sacred jungle mentor~~" In an instant, he felt 'boom~~~', his whole body was shaking, every inch of the body inside and outside was trembling uncontrollably, he suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and his consciousness was about to be completely dispersed by this invisible force, and he could only barely hear the ethereal and firm voice of the goddess Maykelly gradually moving away: "My messenger, now~~ go see Pastor Magellan~~"

"Ahh

In addition to his Ranger level has increased by one level, he feels that he is about to reach the peak of the Ranger God, this is the power of God, five years of hard training has not improved at all, and now it is a miracle to easily advance in one miracle, it is indeed a miracle. Surprised, he was confused and even slightly frightened: 'What's the matter?' Why was I suddenly inspired by the goddess Mekelly? I have never prayed to her. His head was a little confused and clear: God had decreed that he would go to Pastor Magellan anyway. Wait~~ What are you doing to see him?~~ Are you going to learn from him?

Immediately, his mind became lively: yes to Bacheng, this is the case, so he laughed and hurriedly put on his coat, ran out of the door, and hurried to the door of Pastor Magellan, and the first thing he said after knocking on the door was: "Pastor Magellan, I want to learn from you the art of making 'Bogan statues', that thing is full of harmonious natural atmosphere, I like it very much."

So he got an extremely solemn answer from 'Pastor Magellan': "You??~~ basically can't learn." ”

It's another beautiful morning, especially when you stand behind the graceful curvaceous body of the Viscountess with a manly look, and while you are boiling with your blood and blood taking possession of her pink flowers, your hands wander on the smooth and tender curves, and even when you go around to you to grasp her soft and lovely half-saturated fruit, her moaning 'oh~~oh~~', her messy swaying hair, her blurry face that is almost faint with pleasure, is really irresistible, and only to push her to the top with all his strength, Completely occupy her with a fiery impact

"It's such a wonderful place. The contented Grimm put his arms around the more contented petite Viscountess, touching each other, conveying sweetness, while looking out the window at the beautiful scenery and enjoying this quiet aristocratic life high above and looking down on the earth.

What comes into view is a piece of emerald green and moving hills, stretching into the distance towards one green rich steamed bun, during which those dark green forests have become a calm and harmonious natural embellishment, embellishing this undulating 'rich steamed bun' with red or gold flower colors, bringing light birds that fly from time to time. These birds flew gracefully in the air, all the way to the majestic town high above the 'Mantou Hills'.

Yes, the duke's fortress was two separate buildings from the town in the distance to ensure the military use of the fortress. But even so, there is a carved soft angel hall with pillars, full of the beautiful atmosphere of the kingdom of God, and the beautiful marble bath next to it is exuding a cool air, attracting the men and women who have been happy to soak in it, and continue to enjoy the emotional warmth and the bright sunshine and scenery of the summer morning.

"It's safe and comfortable here. The smiling Viscountess said softly and gently while caressing her little lover's lips, "It won't be a few days before you have to move again, right?" she leaned her head gently into the little man's arms, and said slowly with longing: "If only we had such a castle." Alas~~ Actually, there is also the manor of the mayor. It's the most pleasant place I've ever seen. You~~ Do you want to have a manor like this?"

Grimm also stroked the beautifully carved and majestic black stone lion on the edge of the gorgeous pool with some envy, and sighed slightly while admiring the luxury here and the beautiful scenery in the distance: "Of course I want it, I have long wanted it." It's just that I can't settle down yet~~"

The Viscountess of Little Bird Yiren asked softly: "Then~~ When will I be able to settle down?" Grimm suddenly felt a little dilemma in his heart: "Alas~~It's hard to say~~" But he didn't want to break the heart of his beloved woman: "But it's not far away, with my current ability, it's enough to be on my own"

The elegant viscountess in her arms was "poofed" and amused: "I know you have saved a lot of money, but you can't rely on money alone~~" The young man holding her in his arms immediately raised his hand and retorted: "No, no, no, I mean 'ability' You still treat me as a little mage?hahahaha~~ Sue you, my 'Xuanwu Lingxuan' has been strengthened again, and now it is more than enough to deal with those Earth Mother God Fist Envoys who sell meat, and they will not jump around like some people at all~ Oops~~"

His small chest muscles suddenly ached, and it turned out that he was gently bitten by the Viscountess with a chuckle and a beautiful white jade tooth: "It's still bragging." Even if your 'Xuanwu Spirit Armor' is as hard as armor, it can't stop other people's steel fists. You relied on the fact that you still have a 'Mage Lord Armor' ring on your body to withstand it. ”

Grimm, who was pierced, blushed slightly and rushed to say, "Even if you don't use that ring, I'll just recruit a few magic servants at a time, and rush up to hold him up." Don't believe it, you see" said as he waved a flickering thin light in his hand and turned into three translucent burly magic servants when he landed next to him, like three stout loyal guards waiting on the side, listening to their master boasting to himself: "These guys are not ordinary servants who are soft-handed and soft-footed, they can all be used by one people, and three people can ~~"

Uh~~ It seems that the three people will only be punched and beaten half to death by others.

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