This sentence successfully made Sophie swallow the words that came to her mouth.
He wanted to hear what Granlin wanted to say, and what else could he say!
Sophie turned his eyes to Granlin, his expression was very calm, even though he was a little curious, it didn't show on his face at all, he looked at Granlin noncommittally, like if you want to say something, if you don't want to say it, then get out of the way.
Granlin stared at Sophie. Seeing Sophie like this, he seemed a little lost. In all fairness, Granlin's appearance was very good, a pure-blooded elf, and a beautiful face was a must.
But he is different from Manzi's gorgeous and somewhat sharp beauty. His age and his temperament often make people ignore his appearance.
But when he let go of the indifference and coldness and softened his expression, he would find that his appearance was indeed very delicate.
His voice was very light but solemn: "Fier, I did not betray the elves, it is impossible for me to betray my own race, I will always be proud of being a pure-blooded elves, our glory, our blood, is Something that can never be changed."
These words... Say it to Sophie Evans, maybe he will be very excited, but for Sophie, he doesn't care at all, what kind of elf and what bloodline, I'm sorry, he is an earth person, and he can't bring it in at all.
However, in Greenlin's eyes, he was now Sophie Evans, so he had to do his best.
So Sophie said, "But you cut down the holy tree, that's the glory God bestowed on our elves."
Hearing this, Glenlin's expression darkened, and the original soft tone became cold again: "Glory? No, that's a shame!"
Sophie looked at him.
Granlin calmed down a little, but changed the subject bluntly: "How is the wound recovering? Does it still hurt?"
This swish moved to this place, Sophie was a little dumbfounded, but he still said instinctively: "It doesn't hurt, it's just a little itchy."
"Turn around and let me see."
Sophie was a little confused. He almost thought he had missed something. He was discussing the big issue of cutting down the holy tree just now. Why should he look at the wound now...
Just when he was stunned, Granlin actually leaned over, turned his entire body, turned his back to him, and the wound was exposed in front of his eyes.
Sophie was stunned. He didn't feel it when he was in the quilt just now, but when he sat up, he realized that he had no clothes on!
The touch of the cool fingers on his back made him instantly recover, he turned to open it, and glared at Glenn.
Granlin smiled and said, "You're recovering well, let's go, I'll take you somewhere."
Sophie's mood was a little calmer, just a little hairy. Well, he can understand that Granlin has something to say in a certain place, and just to check the wound to see if he is suitable for moving
Although Sophie was dissatisfied with Granlin, being able to leave this room was just in his heart, not to mention that the wound was healed, but he had to pretend that it wasn't.
Grabbing the clothes from the bedside, Sophie was neatly dressed in no time.
Seeing how neat his movements were, Granlin slightly hooked the corners of his mouth: "Phil, you've grown up."
Sophie raised her head and sneered: "Thank you for it."
Granling paused, and finally chose not to hear.
In fact, when he was in the house, Sophie had a vague feeling that the decoration style of this house was actually quite representative, at least not in the territory of the elves or the celestial clan, because these two are to carry out the light to the end. place.
But this bedroom is mainly black and purple, and these two colors are regarded as the highest standard. In Yalansi, there are only demons.
And Granlin is so close to the Demon Race, so it is very likely that this is the Demon Domain.
However, you have to see it with your own eyes to be sure.
Sophie followed Granlin out, and Sophie's conjecture was 80% certain.