"Oh, by the way, I have a question for you. Why do you call Mingxu your highness in addition to boss? He only told me that there are kings and princes in the human race, and their children will be called their highness, but Mingxu is from the God Clan, why is he called His Highness?"
Su Nan never dared to call Ming Xu by his full name. When he heard this name from Qiye's mouth, he didn't react for a moment. After reacting, he wondered whether it was because of the saint or something. Why did the boss, who had always been cold and cruel, come to him recently? Su Nan was so talkative that he had to go back to Qiye and said: "The human race has emperors, and the spiritual beast clan also has beast emperors. The patriarch of the dragon clan is equivalent to the emperor of the spiritual beast clan. The children of the clan leader will naturally Being called Your Highness, the boss’s status among the spiritual beasts is the same as the king of the human race’s status among the human race.”
After hearing this, Qiye still didn't quite understand, so he compared it quietly and asked: "Then the Phoenix is the most sacred and powerful among the bird clan, is it the king of birds? The leader of the Phoenix clan is the leader of all the elves in Lingqi Valley. The clan leader of the race, does that mean he is the emperor of the elves? Does that mean that Huang Yu and Jiuluan are the kings of the elves and can also be called their highnesses?"
Su Nan only learned by chance that Huang Yu was a saint from the Lingqi Valley, but she didn't know that there was something so exciting. It turned out that Huang Yu was the daughter of the leader of the Lingqi Valley, so she was the saint of the Lingqi Valley, and she was a bird. The phoenix, the emperor of the beasts, is not a natural match for the dragon, the emperor of the beasts. According to the excitement in his heart, he told Qiye: "Yes, that's it. When you see the boss in the future, if you want to call your highness, you can't directly Call your name, do you remember it?"
Qiye didn't understand why she couldn't call him by his first name, but when she was chatting with Ming Xu a few days ago, she also felt that calling him by his first name was a bit strange, "But he doesn't seem to like this title."
Su Nan also knew that Ming Xu didn't like this title. It was entirely because of a certain little female dragon. "It's okay. His dislike of this title has nothing to do with the title itself. You don't have to worry about who calls you. We used to Call him captain, now he is no longer captain, we can’t still call him captain, he should get used to being called your highness.”
Qiye nodded, thinking that he should have a good talk with Huang Yu when he went back. Although both of them could be called His Highness and their status was equal, it seemed better to call them by the same title as everyone else.
Su Nan watched Qiye's head moving little by little, still muttering something, and suddenly an idea flashed: "You don't have to explain to the saint, she can shout whatever she likes. Didn't you figure out that they have the same status? Then you don’t have to worry about what they call each other.”
Qiye seemed to be inexplicably convinced by Su Nan's analysis.
Xiao Huihui hurried back to the yard with the five-color grass fire, but the scene he imagined still did not appear.
"Alas! It seems you won't be able to see her today." Xiao Huihui sighed and flew to the stone table, where the tea set left by Ming Xu was still placed, but the tea had been changed countless times.
"Why? Isn't she here?" Wusecao was a little strange. Didn't she just say that she brought him here to see her?
"Yes, I am, but I haven't woken up yet. It's useless for you to see me." Xiao Huihui picked up the extra-small cup and started drinking tea in a decent manner, "This tea set left by Dalong is really good. Especially this cup, it’s almost custom-made just for me.”
Wusecao was even more surprised when she saw Xiao Huihui's leisurely look: "She's not awake, aren't you worried?"
"Come here and try this tea. Although the water is not very good, when paired with this dragon tea set, the taste is worth remembering." Xiao Huihui looked at the five-color grass standing stupidly and invited him to sit with him. "She will be there when she comes back that day. She is in a coma, and Qiye hasn't diagnosed what's wrong. She only knows that it's not life-threatening. When Qiye left this morning, she said she had fully recovered. I thought she would wake up today, but she still fell asleep."
After hearing this, Wu Secao realized that he was in a coma due to the thunderstorm that day, and Huang Yu who helped him was not feeling well, but he didn't expect that he had woken up while she was still in a coma, and she felt a little guilty.
Xiao Huihui noticed Wu Secao's depression and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Huang Yu often protected us elves from lightning disasters when she was in the valley. Although she was occasionally seriously injured, she was not so delicate and needed to rest for a while. Just give it time. This time, it may be that your thunder tribulation is too powerful, coupled with the lack of spiritual power outside the valley, that is why you have been asleep for so long."
"Her name is Huang Yu?" Wusecao never noticed the names Xiao Huihui said. It only knew that these people should be the people it met when it gave birth to the fifth color.
"Yeah." Xiao Huihui nodded and continued: "Oh, by the way, we just met once that day, and I haven't had time to introduce myself yet. I am the exorcist grass elf from Lingqi Valley. My name is Xiao Huihui. Help you. The person who blocked the thunder tribulation was the saint from Lingqi Valley, her name was Huang Yu, and there was the Qiye I just mentioned to you, the other one you met that day. She was a spiritual grass directly like you. Incarnate into a human being.”
Wu Secao secretly remembered these names, but she had some questions about the title Saintess, "Where is Lingqi Valley? What is Saintess?"
Xiao Huihui didn't expect that after so many years of becoming a spirit, the five-color grass didn't know about Lingqi Valley. Is it possible that only the Bird Clan in this world knows about Lingqi Valley, and Lingzhi doesn't even know about it? After thinking about it, it was boring anyway, so there was no harm in talking to him. It was just a question of where to start. In the end, I could only use my limited knowledge to do a not-so-thorough science popularization of Wusecao.
After listening to Xiao Huihui's explanation, Wu Secao felt that the tens of thousands of years he had become a spirit were in vain. He only played tricks on those spiritual beasts and tree spirits every day, and did not even understand his own orthodox race.
"Then the Saint is equivalent to the leader of the Elf clan, right?" Wu Secao summarized Huang Yu's position in the Elf clan.
"No, no, no." Although Xiao Huihui introduced Lingqi Valley and the Saint, he forgot to introduce those important figures. "The Saint is not the patriarch. The current patriarch of Lingqi Valley is the Saint's father. The next one will be the Saint." The patriarch is the saint's sister, Young Master Jiuluan. The saint doesn't like to interfere with those matters by nature. It's just that the patriarch gave her the position of saint in order to control her. However, young master Jiuluan loves his sister and only wants the saint no matter what. If she doesn't want to, she won't force her, so she develops the saint's free and easy temperament." Xiao Huihui felt a little guilty for some reason when he said that Huang Yu was free and easy.
"Young Master?" Wusecao knew that every clan would have a clan leader and elders, but he had never heard those spirit beasts say that there would be a saint on the same level as the clan leader.
"I told you that I restrained her because I was afraid that she would cause some trouble. It is normal for other tribes not to do so." When Xiao Huihui was born in Lingqi Valley, he was already accustomed to having a saint besides the tribe leader, even though she was not in office. Saintess, but these don't need to be introduced so clearly, "Hey, do you have a name?" Xiao Huihui remembered that although he introduced himself, he didn't know if the five-color grass had a name, so he couldn't always call it five-color grass.
"Not yet. The person just wanted to give me a name, but I refused. I want the saint to give me a name."
When Xiao Huihui heard that he actually wanted Huang Yu to name him, he was a little impressed. Thinking about the name Huang Yu gave himself, "Xiao Huihui", he was obviously an elf with white fur, but he was named Huihui.
