Chapter 662

On the rattan bed, Mary fisson was in a coma for a day. Under Gray's medicine, her body finally slowly recovered, and her face was more bloody. It was no longer in a state of serious injury and dying, and the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry.

Suddenly, Mary fisson's eyelids moved, as if she wanted to open her eyes.

The spirit who took good care of her immediately found out this situation and flapped its wings to fly out and report to gray.

Gray was driving out the underground breath for the elves by the river and restoring the scene before Moore forest. Hearing the news, he hurried back immediately.

At the end of the day, he has made a 10000 meter long river normal within a range of more than 100 meters on both sides.

Naturally, this area can not be compared with the previous moor forest, but for the moor Forest Elves who have endured the rule of Mary Pherson for more than ten years, these are very precious.

Gray is also very happy. This wave, he has collected a lot of materials, which can be used for a long time.

He decided to brush up the favor of the elves. If he wanted magic medicine, he came to the island and Moore forest to let the elves collect it for himself.

Moore forest is full of magic. So many Elves were born. It is a treasure land. There must be a lot of precious magic drugs.

However, when Mary Pherson wakes up and solves Princess Arlo's sleeping curse, the whole moor forest will be rejuvenated and return to its former vibrant appearance, which may even be better than what he has made now.

So we have to brush the favor, or reputation, to make the elves think he is a reliable good man. Even if it's not good, they are willing to work for him. It's fun and interesting.

Otherwise, why do you want magic medicine and people will pick it for you?

Mary fisson also needs to brush her good impression there. She is still the queen of Moore forest. He doesn't stay here for a long time. She needs to have a good relationship with the local snake and come back later.

Now is a good opportunity to help them kill the dragon and help them recover their homes. They should at least be friendly in the eyes of these elves.

As for Mary fisson, it's a little difficult. This woman has been cheated. She is very sensitive and extremely resistant to human beings. It takes more time and energy to influence her with the truth and get her favor.

But at least it started well. I saved her life and saved Moore forest and the elves in it.

Although it is unlikely that she will become friendly to her senses immediately, at least she will not become an enemy or exclude herself because of human identity. It is not too much to ask for magic potions.

After all, although Mary fisson has blackened, in fact, only the darkness in her heart has been released. In fact, she is still good in essence. She has not become an unforgivable devil. She can't do such a thing as revenge with the hand.

It can only be said that he is indeed the son of destiny. The time when he comes is so coincidental that he can brush a wave of good feelings mercilessly.

When the lucky son of destiny rushed back to the rattan house, Mary fisson didn't wake up, but she could see that she was trying to open her eyes.

It's time to show real technology!

Gray sat down in front of the bed and looked at her anxiously.

It seemed that she felt the power transmitted by Gray's heart. Mary fisson slowly opened her eyes. Her bright eyes looked dim at the moment, and her deep fatigue did not subside with the long coma.

"Are you okay?" Gray asked softly, the concern and worry in his eyes were just right, and the warm man's style was shown.

"Human!" Mary Pherson's dim eyes stared at him tightly, trying to say that human beings were not welcome here, but she thought that she was saved by him and Moore forest was guarded by him, so she couldn't say anything.

This kind of thing is really not her style. She will only revenge those who hurt herself.

"Yes, it seems that you still remember me!" Mr. warm man said happily, then picked up a bowl of soup, scooped up a spoonful and blew it to her mouth, "you've been in a coma for a day and need to replenish energy. Eat and drink first!"

"Venison?" Mary fisson looked at the floating minced meat in the bowl, shrugged her nose and said.

"Yes, deer are ordinary deer, not elves in Moore forest." Gray gently explained, a little embarrassed in his heart.

Moore forest does have elves that look like deer. If he didn't show his differences in time, he would almost become his meal.

"Don't explain, I can tell." The expression on Mary fisson's face remained unchanged, a little cold.

"Your body needs cultivation. Drink first. It's good for your recovery." Gray didn't care. He would be surprised if Mary fisson smiled at him.

"I can do it myself!" Mary fisson tried to sit up with her weak arm, but she felt sore and weak all over. Gray helped her up.

When she sat up, she held out her hand to gray.

It means that there is no need to bother him to feed, or that she doesn't want a human to feed herself. She hates humans.

"All right!" Pass me the bowl. "It's very hot."

"I..."

Mary fisson was about to say I was fine. The man in front of her put his other hand out and shook her hand twice.

"So weak, can you afford a bowl?" Gray smiled, drew back his hand, scooped up a spoonful of broth and brought it to her mouth,

"Don't be hypocritical. I'm your life-saving benefactor. I'm already in debt. I'm afraid of more?"

"Or do you not think I saved you, so I don't want to repay you?"

"I didn't let you save me!" Mary fisson said a hard word, then opened her mouth and held the spoon.

"But I did save you, which is an indisputable fact." Gray scooped another scoop.

"I can give you my life back." Without changing her face, Mary fisson drank the broth in the spoon and chewed the minced meat.

The queen of Moore forest is so hard hearted. She doesn't take advantage of anyone. If someone wants to take advantage of her, she wants the other party to pay a heavy price.

"Forget it, just think I didn't save you." Gray shrugged off the subject.

The cabin was temporarily silent, leaving only a slight sound of breathing and drinking soup.

Before long, there was a chirping voice outside the door, and the elf appeared with a large group of elves.

The elves are in good condition, and the gifts given by gray make them very satisfied, as if they have returned to their previous life again.

In return, they took some time to collect medicine for him every day, not only the magic medicine needed to cure Mary fisson, but also the magic medicine that Moore forest had matured but they didn't often use, all brought it to him.

"Gray, I'm back!" The elf flapped his wings and flew into the hut. The other elves stopped outside and classified the potions on the grass.

They were afraid of Mary Pherson and dared not enter the cabin.

Mary fisson used to be their friend. She likes to laugh and is full of enthusiasm every day. They like to play with her.

Now Mary fisson is their queen. She has a bad temper and looks cold all day. No one likes her.

"This is... Mary fisson's eyes were attracted by the incoming elf." an elf? Where did you come from? "

She knew that although there were many elves in Moore forest, there were no elves.