Chapter 18 Useless Elf

A team of travel vendors were camping on the edge of the forest at this time. Faen sat on the tree canopy and looked at the large scale, but there were no advanced practitioners. In Faen's perception, the highest level of cultivation was just a yellow level in the middle of the team.

This is an opportunity to return to a civilized society, not to mention that he has no money to enter the city.

Just as he was thinking about using some reason to get close to the caravan and gain trust, his long legs with white light-transmissing light approached Faen, which was really light-transmissing.

Faen looked up at the hairless pussy that was close to him, and shook his head helplessly. This elf beauty is beautiful, but it is quite a test of how to see but not touch it.

And even if he could touch her, he could only reach her breasts when he stood up. His figure was two meters tall and he was under a lot of pressure. Faen was only 1.78 meters tall, so he was considered a first-class disabled.

The most annoying thing is that the elf's appearance is almost perfect proportions, and it feels like a blasphemy to reduce one centimeter, so she simply won't change her appearance anymore.

I don’t know who designed such a beautiful body but only had a pair of small breasts.

The elf tilted his head to look at her new master.

She didn't know why Farn had to modify her illusion appearance, and it was still the same after all.

The difference is that the elf has to hold her breasts with her hands almost at all times, because she will be thrown out as soon as she relaxes.

The master only gave her one day to get used to, which means that she had to put down her hands and experience the feeling of flying in the day after that.

As for the naked body, I don’t care. The structural concept of honor and disgrace is different from that of ordinary people. In her concept, the core is her essence, and it is now tightly pressing against the owner’s neck.

Farn poked the elf with the branch, and the branch passed through the elf's white pussy without any accident.

Then he sighed. He had tried countless methods these days, but he didn't know what the principle was. Except for her being able to touch dead objects and plants on her own initiative, no object could touch her body, and of course she could not touch creatures.

Bored throw the branches and let the elf penetrate into his pussy by himself, and do not fall out when he is clamped.

The elf did as he did, picked up the branch and inserted it into his pussy, clamping it tightly.

Faen touched the branches, and the branches fell down without any accident.

The elf tilted her head and picked up the branch and inserted it into her vagina again. She stood quietly as a hanging vase. The mouth of the bottle was her vagina and the flower was her branch.

She didn't know what her master's motive was, and the elves who had been imprisoned for thousands of years had almost no common sense of life.

But she has read many books. She has substituted the role she plays now according to certain human books. Should she be called a slave?

While making a fuss, there was a noise from the camp. Faen saw a group of horse thieves surrounded the camp and wanted to forcefully eat the vendors. Faen felt that the horse thieves were not weak, with three yellow and one earth level.

The vendors could only rely on the fortifications built early to barely resist the invasion, but it could be seen that sooner or later that the naked eye would be defeated.

This was a good time, and Faen's eyes lit up. If he could rescue the vendors, he would have entered the city with justification.

Then he turned around and looked at the naked vase elves and pointed at the group of arrogant horse thieves. Of course, the meaning was self-evident. He did not forget that the elves broke his collar in that forgotten world. It was a carbon steel collar that was only broken by the king level. He always used not much spiritual power to maintain the operation of the elves' core in order to see the latter's power one day. The elves were his trump card killer.

However, things went against her wishes. The elf held her chest and shook her head with both hands, indicating that it was the power of the holy tree. She was just a computing core, and she could not use any power without powerful psychic energy.

Before he could finish his words, the master and servant had already started to stare at each other. Seeing the vendors' only yellow-level warriors being torn apart and the camp was in danger, Faen cursed and jumped down.

When the elf wanted to follow, his cute little tits suddenly burst out with more than ten times the gravity. The elf was pulled down from the tree crown and smashed directly into the grass. No matter how she pulled her, she couldn't pull her breasts that were determined to die in the grass. The elf then stopped thinking and let go of her hands completely. Her naked body lay under the tree in a large shape. Her crystal pussy still tightly clamped the branch that Faren gave her, and faithfully acted as a fallen vase.

George Vicky felt that today was really bad. She had already received the news that there would be horse thieves hijacking vendors on the road this time, so she deliberately walked the unknown tree-lined path.

However, he was still targeted by a group of horse thieves, and he said that the horse thieves were not strong enough to scare who they were? All the evil thieves at the earth level had met.

Seeing the only guard with cultivation being torn apart by four evildoers, she knew that everything was powerless to make things happen, but she didn't want to give up just like that. This was her entire family, and there were several children waiting for her to support her.

The horse thieves did not attack, but rode around the camp to make a fuss and attempt to make the camp collapse from the inside. Even though their poor acting skills made everyone extremely uneasy, George Vicky still saw many servants throwing away their weapons and binding their hands, and some scared maids even secretly untie the camp gate and wanted to go out to surrender.

While maintaining the remaining order in the camp, George Vicky put on a chain mail and pulled a bow and shot a horse thief who was making a fuss as if he was responding to the other party.

Even if she died, she would never die. Just as the horse thieves were about to attack, countless vines and leaves suddenly strung up on the grass. They were just ordinary plants, but they suddenly threw the horse thieves riding on the horses.

George Vicky was immediately happy and immediately directed his servants to shoot the landed horse thieves. Although the servants had very poor skills and were unable to hit the moving target, they still killed a large number of enemy targets at this moment, which gave the people in this camp a false hope of victory.

But when a yellow-level horse thief smashed a carriage with one punch, the order in the camp was almost collapsed.

The smoke of gunpowder dissipated, and a man in a white robe appeared in the gap in the camp. George Vicky was overjoyed. Sure enough, someone came to rescue him, but when he saw the person's cultivation level, his heart was half cold. The man's sword-eyed eyebrows and starry eyes were holding a thick book in his left hand. A kind of killing and elegant aura alternately confused. Although he exuded spiritual energy, his thin aura was obviously not even as yellow as possible.

The horse thieves on the opposite side also saw the person's cultivation level clearly and immediately laughed.

Where did the wild dog come from?Be aware of it and kneel down and call me grandpa, hahahahahahaha

Faen looked up without any haste. He looked up. Three yellow levels and one earth level were a bit tricky. As for those mobs without cultivation, he ignored them all.

Then he tightened the belt on the book and walked towards the horse thieves.

Just a passerby bard

The man's indifferent response made the little leader of the horse thief tremble. Are wild cats and dogs really dare to jump in their faces these days?

After waved, a yellow-level horse thief came out with a grim smile, strode towards Faen, and rushed forward with a close move of horse stance.

Vicky avoided the face and couldn't bear to look at the scene of his brain rupture. Although he was very grateful to the unknown bard for drawing his sword to help, he didn't even have any cultivation to stand up and help others. Isn't this asking for death?

However, the expected sigh did not come, but instead a burst of cheers broke out in the camp. What's going on?

Vicky looked back and found that the yellow-level horse thief flew back, obviously losing his breath.

The little leader of the horse thief narrowed his eyes and made a move?

In his perception, the man obviously had some cultivation, but he was not at the level of the yellow level. He killed a yellow level with just relying on his physical strength?

Although the garbage Qi is weak, it is also yellow-level. How could it be killed by ordinary people with books?

The leader of the horse thief who did not believe in evil again made the other two yellow-level figures go up together, but in a short while, the two figures that flew backwards obviously lost their breath.

He was still moving forward, and the three yellow-level people who died failed to stop his steps at all.

The audience suddenly saw a needle drop, and only the sound of men's footsteps kept moving forward on the grass.

George Vicky stared at her eyes and couldn't believe it. If killing one can be said to be lucky, then killing three yellow-level people in a row can already tell the problem, and he was holding the book in close proximity and slapped the head to death?

The little leader of the horse thief shook his face. As the man approached step by step, an unknown pressure began to cover his heart. The man put away the bloody book and slowly pulled out a single-edged fruit knife.

The Holy Tree Space healed his wounds. Although his spiritual energy was still so thin that he could not even use a spell, no matter what, he was also a sword cultivator in his previous life.

Muran, the horse thief couldn't help but take a step back and suddenly realized that he was scared away without even hitting him?

His dignified earth-level powerhouse was actually scared away by an ordinary person?

Blood surged, and the horse thief's eyes turned red in an instant.

The elf suddenly felt the gravity that was pulling his breasts loosened, and he was immediately delighted.

I knew it was the master who forgave her for hiding her, so I held her hands up and didn't get up.

The breasts were buried tightly as if they were embedded in the grass. The elf's little face stretched out, and his hands were stretched out as if he was pulling a radish.

With a bang, a pair of cute breasts popped out with the fragrance of the soil. The elf didn't check it. The zero-gravity body was directly blown away by the jade breasts. A pair of cute little breasts jumped on the grass like an elf like a piece of paper. After landing, the elf grabbed the turf quickly and stopped jumping.

Even so, he still circled around the caught grass roots like a water bag for several times.

The elf held her chest and stood up again. The illusionary appearance did not feel anything, and the mud couldn't stick to her body. Even after rolling in the grass for a few rounds, it was still flawless.

The only difference is that the elf looked at the tight branches in his vase pussy. Even the fierce throwing movement just now did not fall out, but the leaves on it fell out, and only the bare branches were inserted into the pussy.

The elf tilted her head, and the master might be asking her to blame her for her poor care. Not far away, the signal of her master calling came. The elf glanced at the distance. If she floated over, it would take time. She would definitely be late when walking over. She would definitely be thrown away when she ran over.

Watching the passing rabbit jumping, the elf's eyes lit up, and he slowly squatted down in the direction of his master, and jumped up in an instant.

Let the inertia of the small breasts fly over ten meters...