Elven Revival: Tempu Tribe and Demon Tribe

Lao Ke was carried from the backyard to the front yard by a group of people. At this time, several sharp cries of girls came from the front yard.

"Why is there a fire here? Lao Ke? Why are you so seriously injured, Lao Ke? What just happened here?!"

"Zizi?" Ayan, who was sitting on the ground in the backyard, heard the girl's voice.

At this moment, when Feng Ke heard Zi Zi's voice, his expression suddenly became furious.

"Damn it! I feel like she is doing something without telling me!"

Funk cursed, holding the blue light sword, and rushed from the backyard to the front yard.

Ayan looked at Funke with a fierce look, not knowing what was going on, and then got up and followed him to the front yard.

Now the fire in the workshop has been almost extinguished, with only some smoke still spreading around.

In the front yard, a group of people who had rushed to the rescue were still finishing the work.

They had a clear division of labor, with three continuing to put out the fire, five cleaning up the mess, two maintaining order, and four carrying Lao Ke.

Now Lao Ke was lying on a stretcher and was carried out of the gate of the compound by the four strong young men.

Now Zizi's face was full of panic, he was crying hoarsely, and he was about to follow Lao Ke's stretcher.

At this time, Feng Ke clenched the blue light sword in his hand, raised his hand and blocked Zi Zi's way.

Feng Ke stared at Zi Zi and asked loudly.

“Zizi, tell me what’s going on with this sword?!”

Zizi wiped his tears with his hands and said aggrievedly: "Uncle Feng Ke, I didn't expect that such a thing would happen."

Seeing that Zizi did not answer directly, Feng Ke continued to ask angrily.

"Why is this sword in Lao Ke's hand? Did you give it to Lao Ke? Where did you get this sword? What do you want Lao Ke to do?"

Funke asked four questions in succession, which made Zizi not sure how to answer.

After pondering for a while, he sobbed and whispered to himself.

"Could it be that those Youla people were also deceived by them..."

Feng Ke saw what Zi Zi was mumbling and said fiercely.

"Zizi, what did you say? Make it clear!"

Next to him, Ayan vaguely heard the words "Youla people" and was startled. He immediately remembered the last time he was tracked by a Youla black goods dealer.

"I don't know, I didn't expect something like this to happen..."

Zizi was still repeating this sentence, which made Funke even more annoyed.

Funk gritted his teeth in anger and yelled loudly.

"Okay, since you won't tell me, I won't argue with you now. If anything happens to Lao Ke, I will come back to settle the score with you later."

"I will take responsibility for Lao Ke's injury, but this is my own business..." Zizi replied silently.

Ayan felt very uncomfortable watching the two people arguing, so he walked to Feng Ke's side and tugged on Feng Ke's clothes.

"Uncle Feng Ke, don't blame Zizi first, maybe there is some reason..."

"Ayan, you don't know many things, so you should go back with me first. By the way, where is your dagger? Have you not taken it out yet?"

Ayan was stunned for a moment and replied: "Oh, no, then I'll go and have a look."

Funk urged: "Go and have a look!"

Ayan had long forgotten about the dagger, and only remembered it after being reminded by Funke.

So he quickly walked to the furnace in the front yard. Now the flames in the furnace had almost disappeared, leaving only a tiny spark flickering.

Ayan carefully opened the upper door of the furnace and saw a red snake-shaped dagger lying quietly in a pile of ash.

Just as he was about to reach out for it, he found that the blade of the dagger was emitting a faint red fluorescence.

Ayan was stunned for a moment, then quickly tightened his grip on the dagger, and then took it out of the furnace.

"Ah! What's going on!"

Ayan suddenly shouted.

At this time, the red snake-shaped dagger was shaking violently in Ayan's hand, making a strange sound.

"Zizzizi..."

Then, patches of red fluorescence continued to flash on the red edge of the dagger, and these fluorescence gradually gathered into a red mist.

Finally, the red light mist moved quickly, and after spinning around Ayan for a few times, it instantly condensed back onto the edge of the dagger.

Now the crimson snake-shaped dagger is quiet.

Feng Ke and Zizi next to them looked at Ayan in surprise. They were both stunned for a moment when they saw this strange sight.

Ayan was just so frightened that he stood still and didn't dare to move, so he had to hold on to the snake-shaped dagger tightly.

After everything returned to normal, Ayan held the dagger and turned to look to the side.

"Uncle Feng Ke, what's going on?"

Ayan made a trembling voice.

Feng Ke thoughtfully said, "Ayan, the red fluorescence just now should be the elemental energy awakened by you. Let's go back!"

"Got it, Uncle Funk."

Because of the big explosion in the blacksmith shop, this originally quiet alley became lively.

Now, outside the blacksmith shop compound, people were already standing and watching.

They gathered at the door and looked at the situation in the courtyard from a distance.

Fortunately, Funke sent two people to maintain order at the scene and set up a cordon, so the people did not break in out of curiosity.

Funke quickly wrapped the blue light sword in his hand with a piece of cloth and ordered Ayan to put away the snake-shaped dagger.

Feng Ke ignored Zizi and immediately led Ayan out of the alley.

When Ayan was leaving, he glanced at Zizi and saw her standing there with a blank expression.

The two were walking on the road, and Ayan quickly asked: "Uncle Feng Ke, has Uncle Ke been carried to the church?"

Funk looked anxious, "Well, yes. I'm going to the church later. It's almost noon. Ayan, you can go home by yourself first."

"Well...Uncle Feng Ke, can I go see Uncle Ke first and then go home?" Ayan requested in a low voice.

Funk looked at the worried look on Ayan's face and sighed: "Oh, okay, let's go see Lao Ke together first."

"Thank you, I hope Uncle Ke is okay."

Afterwards, the two continued walking on the way to the church.

On the way, Ayan would glance at the blue light sword wrapped in Funke's hand from time to time.

Funk noticed Ayan's eyes and asked, "Ayan, do you know something?"

Ayan replied cautiously: "Uncle Feng Ke, before Lao Ke fainted in the backyard, he seemed to have said this was Zizi's sword."

Feng Ke looked at the sword in his hand, with a disdainful expression on his face, and replied: "Ayan, this sword is not Zizi."

"But Zizi said..."

Funk interrupted Ayan's words dissatisfied.

"Ayan, you don't have to worry about these things. I will take care of Zizi's matters."

Ayan saw that Feng Ke was a little angry and couldn't say any more. Then the two of them quickly arrived at the church without stopping for a moment.

They entered the church, and Funk quickly asked around about Lao Ke's situation.

One of the priests told them the location of Lao Ke's room. Funke rushed into the room immediately, and Ayan followed closely.

They stood at the door of the room and saw Lao Ke lying on a special concave bed. His body had been covered with a green crystal protective film, and Garp was doing various inspections beside him.

Funk approached Garp and asked anxiously: "How is Lao Ke doing now?"

Garp next to him motioned to Funk to speak quietly, took them out of the room, and then shook his head slightly.

"Mayor Funke, Lao Ke's condition is not very good. Let's keep him under observation for a few days. The burnt area on his body is too large and he has inhaled a lot of smoke and dust in his lungs. Now it is difficult to breathe. He can only use medicine to control the deterioration. .Although Lao Ke is strong, he will only become weaker and weaker over time. I'm worried that I won't be able to hold on for too long."

Funke earnestly asked: "Then please do your best, and I will think of a solution."

Ayan was listening and couldn't help but plead: "Priest Garpu, please make sure Uncle Ke gets better."

Garp touched Ayan's little head and said gently: "Ayan, don't worry, Lao Ke will definitely get better."

Afterwards, Funk and Karp continued to discuss the treatment plan for a while, while Ayan listened quietly.

At this time, a young man carrying a small bag hurried in at the door of the church, saying that he was here to see Mayor Funke.

So Funke called the young man in front of him and asked doubtfully.

"What happened? How is the situation at the blacksmith shop?"

"Report to Mayor Funke, we are still cleaning up the blacksmith shop. We found this in the exploded workshop."

The young man then took out a glass jar from the small bag, which contained several large pieces of purple crystal material.

Funk took it and took a look. He was shocked and quickly handed it to Garp.

Garp's expression was also startled. After taking the glass jar with both hands, he couldn't help asking: "Isn't this the temple magic crystal? Where did Lao Ke get it?"

Funke sneered: "Of course I am doing a good job diligently."

With an expression of disbelief, Garp raised the glass jar, put his face close to the jar, and kept looking at the purple material inside.

"Mayor Funke, look carefully. This temple magic crystal seems to have been processed. Its purity is very low. There are other materials mixed in it, which can easily cause an explosion! Where did Zizi get it from?"

Funk said with emotion: "Haha, I have to ask her about this in person! I didn't expect that she has the ability to get the magic crystal of the temple now! It seems that she has her own plan. No wonder she took the initiative to apply to be a tour guide..."

Garp was surprised: "So Zizi wanted to be a tour guide for this purpose?"

Funk sighed and said: "It seems like this should be the case now, alas..."

Ayan next to him looked at the glass jar, feeling uneasy in his heart.

Because Ayan had known about this for a long time. When the snake-shaped dagger was first forged, Lao Ke had added this purple temple magic crystal into the furnace, but he didn't know what it was at the time.

Funk and Karp were talking, and soon a person broke in at the door of the church. This person was Zi Zi.

Garp gestured to Funke with his eyes, "Isn't this Zizi? It's coming as it comes."

After Funke saw Zizi, he held the wrapped blue light sword in his hand tighter.

Feng Ke stared at Zizi and said sternly: "Are you still embarrassed to come?"

At this time, Zi Zi's expression was not as frightened as before in the blacksmith shop, but now he became calm and determined.

Zizi walked directly past them and entered Lao Ke's room.

Funk and Garp next to him didn't seem to have any intention of stopping him.

Zizi first looked at Lao Ke's injured condition, then left the room and returned to Feng Ke resolutely.

Zizi lowered his head and glanced at Funke's hand, and then said forcefully.

"Uncle Feng Ke, that is my sword! Please give it back to me!"

Funke looked at Zizi and was stunned for a moment, and Garp next to him also looked confused.

Funke didn't expect Zizi's demeanor to change so quickly. Compared with the sad look he had in the blacksmith shop before, he was completely different.

Funke frowned and asked solemnly: "This sword is your father's sword! We have been looking for your father for a long time. Where did you find this sword?"

At this time, Zizi choked up and his tone became softer.

"Uncle Feng Ke, I said this is my own business. My father is missing. This sword belongs to me. Please return the sword to me?"

Feng Ke couldn't help but accuse Zizi as he watched Zizi keep pestering him.

"Zizi! These are matters for adults, please stop being willful!"

"Okay, it doesn't matter if you don't give it back to me."

Zi Zi replied calmly, then rushed to the side of a priest nearby and snatched a church book from his hand.

Funk and Garp looked at Zizi in surprise at the same time.

Garp smiled bitterly and said: "Zizi, what are you causing trouble? If you want that book, I can give it to you."

Feng Ke shouted in panic: "Zizi, what do you want to do?!"

At this time, Ayan had not yet reacted. When he saw the book, he secretly muttered in his heart.

"Why does this book look so familiar?"