Black Dragon Kingdom

  Chapter 162 The younger sister is used to cheat

  One is for humans and the other is for elves.

   Therefore, it is the best way to let the elves swallow the potion and pass through the water tower without anyone noticing.

  Beside the huge water tower, Tia Michael appeared silently.

  The water tower is built on the highest peak of the island. Its whole body is made of silver pyroxene, and countless magic runes are engraved in it.

   As a whole, it looks like a huge semicircular sphere with a diameter of more than one kilometer.

  A steady stream of water drawn from the small river below was injected into it, and then purified by various magic circles, and finally turned into clean and drinkable water.

  Looking at the countless sleeping elves below, Tia Michael silently came to the center of the water tower.

   With a thought, he took out a large vat of reproduction potion from the interspatial ring.

  Pour the potion into the water tower casually, and watch the light green multiplication potion blend into the water.

  Return the big cylinder to the space ring.

   Tia Michael touched her chin.

   "It doesn't seem to be enough. Those guys are all face-saving guys, and they don't want to do more of that kind of thing."

   "If you don't make some serious news, you probably won't be able to let them enter the state."

   "Pour two more tanks!"

   Tia Michael resisted the guilt in his heart.

   Then he poured two jars of reproductive medicine into the water tower, and flew away in shame, covering his face.

  He is definitely the first elf king in the history of elves to pour a special potion of reproduction potion into the water of his people.

   Once the news is spread, the entire elf family may be like Delia, who is regarded as the scum elf king.

  It is very likely that he will be nailed to the pillar of shame and rejected by countless elves.

   Several hours later.

  In a tree house not far from the water tower, a male elf who was thirsty in the middle of the night got up from the bed.

   Kissed his elf wife lightly, and the male elf happily said in his heart: "Finally, there is no need to fight anymore. If you die in the war, what right do I have to live?"

   Gently stroking the cheek of his elf wife, the male elf was very happy.

   Backstabbed by humans at the beginning, and then hunted down by humans, countless clansmen died on the battlefield. His sister, his mother, his father, and his younger sister all died on the battlefield.

   Only he and his wife are left with two elves.

  His luck is actually quite good, at least his wife is with him, many elves are left alone, and many of their families have died.

   "This time the war is over, but the next war will still start."

   "I must practice hard, strive to become a superhuman, and avenge my family."

   "I can't focus on drawing and singing anymore."

  The male elf sighed, looking at the hut filled with bows and arrows, knives, guns and long swords, his eyes were full of killing intent.

  In order to avenge and protect his only remaining relatives, he has completely abandoned painting, singing, and various entertainment projects that he loved at the beginning.

   Put all your energy on improving your own strength.

  In the past few years, he has changed from an ordinary elf archer to an iron-blooded elite warrior who is proficient in swords, guns, shields, bows, crossbows and arrows.

  The current him, one can beat the previous three.

   Only a little bit of extraordinary resources are enough to embark on the path of extraordinary.

   Let your mind go.

  The male elf came to the living room, took a glass of water from the water pipe, and drank it down.

  Feeling the moist throat again, the male elf drank two more glasses.

   Turning his head and heading towards the bedroom, suddenly, he felt a hot air rising from under his body.

  A surge of desire to the extreme filled his mind in an instant.

  The heat rose, and the eyes of the male elf were bloodshot in the blink of an eye.

   Accompanied by a low growl.

  The male elf ran into the bedroom at the fastest speed in his life.

"Well!"

"What do you want to do?"

"don't want!"

   Above the sky, looking at hundreds of thousands of elves in a mess.

  Legendary Saint Delia's face was livid, and she roared to Tia Michael, "What did you do?"

   "How could you put that thing in a water tower!"

   "Didn't you know there are a lot of elves who haven't found a mate yet?"

  Legendary Saint Delia almost spit out old blood from anger.

   Good guy, didn't you say that you would distribute these medicines to the tribe? How to pour it into the water tower, this is the rhythm that will kill her.

  In the entire Tia Elf Kingdom, except for her, a legendary saint, it is impossible for other scholars and scholars to have the resources and ability to manufacture a potion that can turn all the elves in the entire Tia Elf Kingdom into that.

  He fell down, this is the rhythm to kill her.

  Tia Michael's face was resolute, and he said without a trace of guilt: "It's not like you don't understand the character of our elves. They think that kind of thing is dirty."

   "Usually I don't want to do it!"

   "Even if we gave them the medicine, except for a few, they would hardly use it."

   "Besides this method, what else can I do?"

   "Give them the potion?"

   "Even if it can go down, hundreds of thousands of elves, just me, an elf king, how can it be possible to go down all of them."

"It can only be this way!"

  The legendary saint Delia squatted in the air like a pair of eggplants.

  What you said makes sense, but you can't trick me like this.

  Everyone in the Tia Elf Kingdom knows that all the resources are in my hands. Except for me, those scholars and scholars do not have the resources to make so many potions.

   They can put the lid on my head with just a little thought.

   This makes her an elf.

   Too shameful, too shameful, really too shameful.

  Delia was extremely frantic.

   It was the first time that she felt that her brother was very unreliable, especially in the skill of cheating younger sisters, which was full of points.

   "Don't you know to discuss it with me!"

   Delia said through gritted teeth.

  Tia Michael avoided Delia's gaze, and said cautiously: "Isn't this afraid that you will disagree?"

  Delia almost couldn't recite it in one breath, she had an urge to vomit blood.

  Why does she have such a Elf King brother, why would the gods joke with her like this?

  (end of this chapter)