Two hundred years later.
A continent full of vicissitudes of life.
The domain of the tree demon clan.
Bai Sang slept for a long, long time.
He just woke up from the edge of the holy spring. It is said that this is the place where all tree monsters will be reborn and die.
Bai Sang knew that he was a species of tree demon.
He has been staring at the mission panel since he woke up.
[50% of main quests]
Character card:
[Name: Bai Sang
Race: tree. 】
He only remembered that he seemed to have been asleep for a long time.
He remembered that he was dragged into the infinite flow world in real life, past the first two copies.
This is his third copy.
I don't remember the others.
It is even more impossible for him to know why? This main mission has already reached 50%.
Is his main mission to sleep?
The little tree demon stared at Bai Sang's face, slightly fascinated, "All the tree demons are not good-looking. How many hundred years does it take to give birth to someone as beautiful as you?"
Bai Sang rubbed his earlobes and showed an embarrassed smile.
"You just woke up, so it's normal that you don't know. Although the current demon king has made the world miserable, he is still very good to us, the tree demons."
Bai Sang blinked, "Why??"
The little tree demon straightened his hair, "Who knows? He is obviously a murderous demon king, but he just let us? This clan."
Bai Sang held his chin and listened.
He cares more about his "main mission" than the so-called Demon King.
This dungeon was too unfriendly to him. He didn't even know what to do?
He couldn't see anything except his character card. Bai Sang also tried to open his points mall, but he couldn't buy anything with points here.
He also has a prop [Marriage Lot], but he doesn't know how he got it, nor how to use it.
"There is another theory that this demon king has a lover who is from our tree demon race..." The little tree demon actually laughed as he spoke, "How? It's possible. Legends are legends."
Bai Sang answered, "What? It's impossible."
Show that you are actually listening to what the other person is saying.
The little dryad raised an eyebrow and patted his shoulder, "We, this group are all ugly and old monsters, they are the bandits around the Demon King. How can we like us?"
What he was talking about was not modest. The dryads may be due to the upper limit of racial talent. Indeed, they are not very good-looking, but in Bai Sang's eyes, they are all very kind.
Dryads all have white beards and narrow eyes, and they look quite friendly.
"That's right." Bai Sang continued to look at his backpack, trying to find any clues in it.
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[BL, MTL] A Love Letter to Monsters (Unlimited Flow)
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