She was already there when the two arrived on horseback.

The elves didn't have so many rules. The elves who saw Ye Chuijin bowed, and the young elves entangled her and asked her about things outside.

Ye Chuijin had already "seen" this city of elves in the memory of the original owner, and he was a little psychologically prepared for it, but after arriving here, Ye Chuijin couldn't help but want to grab her chest and scream.

The elves are well-known for their beauty, even when they are old, they do not show their senility, so looking around like this, all they see are beautiful faces that can refresh the aesthetics of human society.

Not a single elf, even a little elf, looks exceptionally beautiful.

Ye Chuijin was happy.

A little flower elf made a wreath and put it on her head secretly.

Ye Chuijin smiled and thanked the little flower elf, the little flower elf let out a startled "Yeah", then blushed and flew away.

When Mu Wuchong arrived, she saw her smiling brightly and talking to the elves around her.

She has always been plain, with no expression on her face. The smile is now bright, and the bright is a little dazzling.

It turned out not to be unhappy, but because there is nothing to be happy about.

Now that she returned to her home, she would naturally smile happily.

Just as Mu Wuchong's eyes were looking around deeply, a gust of wind blew, and the elves who had been singing and dancing on the tree all flew down, wrapped around the tree of elves in the middle, and saluted the white temple.

The trees were also rustling, and seemed to follow the elves to pay tribute to the white temple.

Mu Wuchong set his sights on the temple.

The door of the temple finally opened at this time, and a slender elf with white hair and silver eyes came out from inside.

The elf could not see his age or gender. He was extremely handsome in appearance. He wore a complicated and gorgeous robe and held a green scepter in his hand.

The elves around said respectfully: "King."

The Elf King raised his silver eyes like snow and ice, and looked at Mu Wuchong, there was no feeling in those eyes.

"Senyue, why invite guests from far away to come here today?"

Sen gave a salute and said loudly, "Wang, this human killed the elf Miaoyue the day before yesterday. I will bring him today and leave it to you."

Hearing this, not only the surrounding elves were stunned, but even Mu Wuchong himself was stunned.

Who is Miaoyue?

The Elf King looked at Mu Wuchong with cold eyes and nodded.

"Killing the elves naturally requires paying for their lives."

Mu Wuchong immediately retorted: "But I didn't kill Miaoyue."

"Men Yue said you killed you, you must kill it!" An elf interrupted in the side: "Elves don't tell such lies."

Sen Yue pursed his lips and smiled.

The scepter in the hand of the Elf King lifted up and hit the ground hard.

"Tomorrow, send this human to the altar to comfort Miaoyue."

The elves around cheered.

Looking at this scene before him, Mu Wuchong always felt a bit against him.

The elves didn't seem to be sad for the death of their companions. What they cheered about was the execution of the "justice sentence" by the Elf King.

But Sen Yue didn't give him a chance to continue thinking, he stretched out his hand and pushed Mu Wuchong into a room next to the temple.

After entering the wooden house, Mu Wuchong discovered that although the city of the elves was not big, it was quite complete, including prison cells.

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