Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

After changing the color of his eyes, Nishizawa lowered his eyes, noticed the elf's movements, and asked quietly.

"what happened?"

Su Tang stretched out her small hand enough, "Suck Zhe...suck Zhe...have changed...face..."

Nishizawa looked at herself with a low eye and an indifferent hum, following her words, "It has changed color, don't you like it?"

The voice is low and indifferent, but there is an inexplicable taste of petting.

Su Tang shook his head, "Rice...porridge..."

She thought about how she used to tease herself in her reincarnation, but she couldn't speak clearly, "Azi, who **** Zhe...all porridge...good-looking..."

The elf was startled slightly, the emotions in his clear blue eyes.

Probably I have never heard such a straightforward word before, and the tips of the elves' long ears protruding from the brilliant blonde hair are a little red.

Su Tang blinked, curiously trying to reach out.

Nishizawa looked down indifferently and asked quietly.

"what do you want?"

"Ears...suck Zhe's ears... silently..."

The red at the tips of the elves' long ears deepened a little.

He silently bent over and leaned over, and put his long ears close to the elf's hand.

The elf immediately happily touched his paws.

The ear was held in the hand by the elf, and the scarlet color was like a splash of water, spreading to the base of the ear bit by bit, making it beautiful and shiny.

Nishizawa moved his ears uncomfortably, but said nothing.

Instead, he touched the elf with an indifferent face and then picked up the soft elf.

"After going out for a while, you are not allowed to tell others that I am Nishizawa, nor that I am a dark elf, you know?"

The elf nodded seemingly.

Nishizawa touched her hair with long fingers.

"obedient."

Although Su Tang had been staying on the tree of life before, he still knew a little about the world of dark elves.

It's a bit like a small town in the Middle Ages in the West, but it's always in the dark.

It's a bit like the old castle of Simmons before his blood.

There is only one full moon on the huge dome, and a little bit of moonlight is sprinkled.

After Nishizawa hugged her and left the palace, he came directly under the tree of life.

The slender palm of his hand was pressed against the trunk of the tree of life, and there was a faint halo flowing around him.

But after a while, the thick tree trunk in front of him gradually changed into a vaguely misty diaphragm.

It can be vaguely seen that the opposite side of the membrane is a town very similar to this side, but the world is bright.

Nishizawa walked in with a flat face holding the elf.

It is strange to say that when Nishizawa touched the diaphragm, the diaphragm seemed to be ablated, without any hindrance at all, and walked directly to the other side of the diaphragm.

Su Tang blinked, her little white hand grabbed Nishizawa's sleeve, and looked around curiously.

The elves come and go in the town, but their skin is white and their hair is light gold.

Su Tang pulled Nishizawa's sleeve and looked up at him.

"Suzhe...no...butya..."

Nishizawa lowered his eyes and touched her hair, and hummed indifferently.

"This is the light spirit I told you before."

The elf repeated his words dumbly, "Guang Jing Ning..."

Nishizawa said lightly, "Su Weiya is also a light elf, just like them."

Su Tang blinked, suddenly alert.

The reincarnation really does not intend to return her to the light elves as the maids said?

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