My Supernatural Life of Leisure

"boom."

A huge explosion sounded, and the sound waves spread to the surroundings, and the small animals hiding in the grass were frightened and fled in all directions.

"boom."

There was another loud bang.

The head of the white elf guard tentatively bombarded the world passage in front of him with his fist, which he was not allowed to pass through.

Practitioners at the beginning of the fourth stage use spiritual energy to wrap their fists, and every punch they punch contains a thousand pounds of strength.

When the white elf bodyguard's fist landed on the world channel, the invisible barrier was like a leaf falling from a calm lake, causing a tiny ripple.

After more than a dozen rounds of continuous bombardment, the head of the white elf guard stopped his attack. Looking at the indestructible world passage in front of him, he frowned.

"Master Guard, according to the current situation, fourth-order practitioners cannot pass through this world passage." The deputy of the White Elf Guard expressed his guess with joy on his face.

The head guard of the white elf nodded, then looked at the subordinates with the early and middle stages of the third stage, and gave an order, "You guys try to enter this world passage now."

"Yes." Three guards with different strengths received the order, and then walked into the world passage.

"There are really traffic restrictions..." The white elf guard chief said thoughtfully as he watched the three subordinates enter the world passage one by one.

After a while, the three white elf guards who entered the world passage returned, and they also had incredible expressions on their faces like the companion who entered the world passage at the beginning.

After his subordinates came back, the head guard of the white elf took out a communication spirit weapon made from the branches of the 'tree of life' from his arms.

With a surge of spiritual light in his hand, the chief guard of the white elf used his mental power to engrave what he had learned into the communication spirit weapon in his hand.

"Buzz buzz..."

After absorbing the spiritual energy, the activated communication spirit weapon made bursts of noise.

Thousands of miles away, in the study room of the palace, the "capital" of the white elves, the king of the white elves, Lenke, who has not slept all night, is standing in front of a wall with a map of the mainland in the study room. At this moment, he is thinking about What.

"Tat Tat Tat..."

Light footsteps came from far to near, and a beautiful figure walked into Lenke's study.

"Father." With a small plate in her hand, Ling Lan walked into her father's study and called out to her father who was meditating.

Hearing her daughter's voice, Lenke turned around, looked at the things in her hand, and said with a smile, "Lan'er, you woke up so early!"

"Well, I heard that you didn't have breakfast, father, so you went to the imperial kitchen to cook a bowl of porridge yourself. Come and taste it! See if my daughter's craftsmanship has deteriorated." Linglan put the plate in her hand on the table On the side, said to his father.

"You are just recovering from a serious illness, so you should rest more in the bedroom. Cooking porridge will be discussed after you recover." Lenke came to the table and sat down, looked at his daughter lovingly, and criticized a few words.

"After the treatment of Your Excellency Lin Fei, my body has completely recovered, but my strength has not yet fully recovered. Walking around outside more is more conducive to recovery than resting in the bedroom."

Ling Lan said with a smile, and at the same time opened the lid of the casserole, and served her father a bowl of porridge made with various edible flower petals.

"Since your illness broke out, I haven't had the porridge cooked by you for many years." Lenke looked at the porridge his daughter put in front of him, and said with some emotion.

"Father, drink it quickly! It won't taste good when it's cold." Ling Lan said with a smile.

"En." Lenke nodded, then picked up the spoon and scooped up a mouthful of porridge.

"How does it taste?" Ling Lan asked her father a little nervously.

"It tastes..." Lenke looked puzzled.

"I haven't cooked for such a long time, it seems that my cooking skills have deteriorated a lot." Ling Lan muttered a little depressed.

Len Ke, who was still in a dilemma at first, suddenly changed his expression, and said to his daughter with a smile, "Lan'er, the porridge you cook is still delicious as usual."

Seeing the happy smile on her father's face, Ling Lan suddenly realized, and said to her father, "Father, why are you doing this! I worked so hard to make porridge for you, and you actually teased me."

"Haha..." Lenke laughed heartily, since his daughter was sick and bedridden, he hadn't been this happy for a long time.

Lenlan looked at her father who was drinking porridge, and saw that the melancholy on his brows had dissipated a lot, and she also became happier.

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After a while, Lenke, who lost his appetite because of the World Passage, drank two bowls of porridge cooked by his daughter.

When Linglan packed up the dishes and was about to leave, a guard outside the door hurried into the study.

"Report to Your Majesty, there is news from the Chief Guard." The guard said, and took out a faintly glowing messenger artifact from his pocket.

Lenke, who was originally relaxed, suddenly became serious after hearing the guard's words.

He got up from the chair, walked quickly to the guard, and took the gleaming spiritual weapon from his hand.

Just as he was about to hear the news in this summons, he noticed that his daughter was looking at the spiritual weapon in his hand curiously.

"Lan'er, if you have nothing to do, go back first! I still have important state affairs to deal with." Len Ke said to his daughter.

"Okay, father." Ling Lan nodded and smiled, and then left with the plate.

Seedling waiting outside the door saw her highness the princess coming out of the study, she hurried forward to take the plate from the other party's hand.

The two left the study some distance away, and Miaomu asked Lenlan, "Your Highness, His Majesty the King must be in a good mood after drinking the porridge you cooked yourself!"

Lenlan nodded first, then shook her head again, her reaction left Miaomu at a loss.

"Your Highness, what's the matter?"

"Father, he drank the porridge I cooked myself. His mood had improved, but then a guard came to report something, and his mood suddenly turned bad again."

Seedling listened quietly, without saying anything, at this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in Lenlan's mind, and she said to Seedling.

"Miaomu, since father and His Excellency Lin Fei were alone yesterday, his condition has become very bad.

And just now his mood improved, but it turned out to be bad because of the news brought by the guard. Do you think it is possible that the news that the guard will report is related to His Excellency Lin Fei. "

Seedling thought for a while, then said to Lenlan, "There is a possibility."

"Hey, it's a pity that those guards won't tell anyone other than the father what they know." Ling Lan sighed helplessly.

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