Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

When the three luxuriously dressed female dark elves left the banyan tree hole, they also put their hands together respectfully and bowed reverently.

"Amelia Dark Elf God, please bless the little girl to be a man in one fell swoop."

"Amelia Dark Elf God, please bless me to find a good husband."

"Amelia Dark Elf God, please bless my mother's illness to recover soon."

The voices of the three female dark elves praying were vaguely heard, and both Ling Luo and Jian Long heard it.

"Is this a temple?"

Ling Luo's complexion changed slightly.

The cheap dragon narrowed his red-black eyes, with a look of disapproval, he said: "If it's a temple, it's a bit small."

Ling Luo's beautiful eyes darkened slightly, and she lowered her voice and said, "The dark elf god of Erimia is probably the god that the dark elves believe in and worship."

The cheap dragon clicked his lips and asked in confusion: "How can my dragon horn exist in the temple of the gods believed by the dark elves?"

Ling Luo also looked puzzled, and said, "It really doesn't make sense."

Although the cheap dragon is a bit wretched, the power in him is the purest and most blazing power of extreme fire, which cannot be of the dark attribute.

After the three female dark elves worshiped the gods, they left talking and laughing.

In the blink of an eye, an older dark elf with white beard and hair also came out of the banyan tree cave, bowed respectfully, and muttered something.

"There's nothing wrong with it, it should be the temple." Ling Luo made a judgment and said, "Even if it's not the main temple, it's a sub-sacred temple."

As she said that, she took out some bottles containing medicinal materials and plasters from the black jade space ring, and spread them out on a relatively flat horizontal root system.

"Xiao Luo, what are you playing?" Qianlong stared at those celadon bottles and small jade plates very curiously, and saw some lavender and blue-gray ointments inside.

Ling Luo took out some more tools, fiddled with them intently, and said, "Disguise."

When she came out of the inn, she was too anxious, and she forgot to wear the silver mask that could hide her breath.

If he enters the temple rashly this time, he will definitely be besieged by those sickly dark elves.

She has a lot of medicinal materials in stock, some of which have the effect of dyeing, and with a little preparation, it can simulate the skin color of the dark elves.

After a quarter of an hour.

Ling Luo prepared the dye, applied a thin layer on her face, and then tied her hair up high, looking extremely energetic.

"Xiao Luo, the dark elf costume you want."

The cheap dragon dragged a female dark elf who had been knocked out.

Ling Luo nodded.

Let the cheap dragon avoid it for a while, and changed clothes with the female dark elf.

Dark elves like to wear extremely brightly colored clothing, especially orange, which is almost paranoid.

They like to wear long trousers, long boots, a short dress with a close-fitting upper body, a ribbon around the waist, and a short knife hanging from it.

Therefore, the women of the dark elves look very energetic, and all of them are royal sisters.

Ling Luo's figure is relatively tall, with slender legs. Although she is not as obvious as the dark elves, she still looks like that after she disguises herself.

What's more, the dark elf knocked unconscious by Jianlong seems to be a girl of cardamom age, with a figure about the same as her own, and her boots are also high-heeled.