Magical Strategist

When his action was blocked, Zhenlong stepped forward decisively and said with his sharp tongue, "It's like this. My eldest brother (referring to Yuanshan) and I grew up in a small place. We have been full of love for Luluotang since we were young. I have longed for it, dreaming that one day I can see it with my own eyes and witness the greatest building of our blood elves. This is a rare opportunity, so please make it convenient for me. I promise, we will only visit for a while, etc. Boss Liang will leave as soon as he unloads the goods and will never cause any trouble to you!"

Speaking of which. Xilang immediately took out a handful of spirit coins (the common currency of the elves) and stuffed them into the guard's hands.

After collecting the money, I looked at Zhenlong and Yuanshan again. They looked quite gentle and likable. "Okay, just give Boss Liang some face. But you two have to pay attention to discipline and don't offend the big shots inside."

"Of course!"

"Well, please." Wei opened the door and let Xilang and the others in.

The interior is green, filled with various kinds of pothos, leaving only a not particularly wide road leading to the inside of the castle.

Entering the castle, there are no strict guards, only the internal staff who are busy cleaning.

Xilang asked Zhenlong and Yuanshan to wait there for a while while he went to find the person who received the goods.

After waiting for about five minutes, Xilang came back. He gave the real dragon a look to signal that he could start taking action.

let's go!

Ivan's Treasure Pavilion is on the top floor.

The two real dragons quickly found the Treasure Pavilion. There was no one guarding the door. It seemed that West Wolf had successfully attracted people.

When I came to the door, I saw the legendary combination lock, a black wooden board with seven buttons with different symbols on it.

The real dragon and Yuan Shan looked at each other. Yuan Shan was responsible for keeping watch, while the real dragon was responsible for opening the door.

With only three chances, I took a deep breath and recalled the three answers I had been thinking about for the past two days.

The real dragon carefully entered the first one... eternity. This was the password he felt was most appropriate.

After inputting, the door creaked.

opened!

That's right!

The real dragon was overjoyed. He quickly gave Yuanshan a thumbs up.

Yuan Shan also smiled happily and signaled the real dragon to go inside quickly. He continued to guard the door.

When we came to the Treasure Pavilion, it was so dark that we couldn't see anything clearly. The real dragon mobilized his magic power to ignite a bunch of flames.

I saw that the small sealed room was filled with all kinds of rare treasures, a dazzling array, and various secrets of skills. Ivan is such a collector, so many treasures! The real dragon couldn't help secretly claiming to be surprised.

But these are not what he wants. What he is looking for is just a red box.

After searching for a while, I saw a red box that was similar to Erin's description in a corner. This is the Magic Box.

The box is sealed and made of a very special material, which looks like wood, but not wood, or stone. I heard that this box is hundreds of times stronger than steel and cannot be pried open with ordinary tools.

On the top of the box, there is a notch the size of a fingernail. However, this is not the result of being knocked around or falling off after being stored for too long. It is where the "key" is placed.

This "key" has been hanging on the real dragon's wrist for nearly twenty years!

More than ten years ago, Yilu put a bracelet with strange metal pieces on the real dragon's hand, and told her to keep it safe and not to be taken away by anyone with red hair and pointed ears. Not long after, Yilu died in an "accidental fire."

In this way, the inconspicuous metal piece has followed the real dragon for many years. Until today, he finally found its home.

The real dragon carefully put the "key" into the groove. Suddenly, with a "crash", the metal piece detached from the real dragon's wrist and was "sucked" in.

After the small gap on the top of the Magic Box was filled, a dazzling golden light emitted. Immediately afterwards, the top of the box opened automatically...

An ancient black dagger appeared in front of the real dragon.

This is the rumored treasure of the Blood Elf clan - Sarah Melancholy.

This sword is one foot three inches long, made of black meteorite, and weighs fifty-six kilograms. The blade of the sword is covered with crescent-shaped dark lines, the blade is not straight, and the back bones are clearly defined as side edges. It gives people a feeling of ice as cold as snow and a sharp feeling that can be broken by blowing.

Although this sword is short, it is actually extremely heavy. It took a lot of effort for the real dragon to pick it up.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when I held Sara Melancholy in my hands, all my strength seemed to be drained away.

His hands were weak, and the sword fell to the ground with a thud. The wrist was also scratched by a sharp blade.

The strange thing is that when the real dragon's blood drips on the sword, the sword suddenly emits a dark light, as if it has reached a contract with the blood. Immediately afterwards, the real dragon felt that his body was filled with power again, more abundant power.

What's wrong!

Yuan Shan, who was standing guard at the door, was shocked.

"what sound?!"

"Treasure Pavilion! It's the voice coming from the Treasure Pavilion!"

"Go and have a look!"

The loud noise just now aroused the vigilance of the soldiers, and they all ran to the treasure pavilion in unison.

"Hui, hurry up!" Seeing that the situation was not good, the distant mountain told the real dragon to run quickly.

I saw the real dragon holding the sword in his arms, with scratches on his wrists, and ran out with difficulty.

"Done?" Yuan Shan asked.

"Well, it's done." The real dragon smiled.

"Get out!"

When the two came to the back door, Xilang had already prepared two leopard mounts and was waiting.

Sarah Yuyu was stolen, and Ivan pursued it. That was a serious crime that would lead to beheading! It would be fine if he could be chased back, but if he couldn't be caught, he would be waiting to be executed by the Nine Clan.

"Let's run separately. After leaving the Wana Giant Tree, we will meet at the Getze Giant Tree to the west!" Xilang said.

The three of them each go their own way to spread out their targets.

Behind them were a large number of pursuing troops. Even the acting clan leader Tianhai was dispatched.

When he learned that Sarah Melancholy had been stolen, Lei Lei was furious and immediately killed several of the people responsible for guarding the treasure pavilion. Lead all the blood elves in Luluotang to pursue the real dragon and the others.

The mounts of True Dragon and others are flaming leopards that are good at climbing and can run quickly and agilely on giant trees. So it didn't take long to get rid of the pursuers.

They soon left the giant Wana tree and arrived at the vast plains of land.

Yuan Shan and Xi Lang quickly got rid of the enemy and rushed towards the giant tree of Gete in the west.

The target of the pursuer is the real dragon, because he has Sarah Youyu in his hand.

The flaming leopard moves quickly in the trees, but on the plains it is no match for the pursuing cheetah. The real dragon struggled to drive his mount to speed up. He saw an endless grassland with hundreds of people chasing one person. Sometimes the distance widens and sometimes it shortens.

The enemy is biting hard and there is no way to get rid of it! Perhaps because the sword in his arms was too heavy, Yan Bao's physical strength seemed unable to last long, and his speed also slowed down.

The distance is getting closer and closer...

They didn't seem to be in a hurry to catch up with the real dragon, but were driving the real dragon northwest in a planned way.

Only then did the real dragon realize that he had strayed far away from the Gotze Giant Tree and gone to a strange place.

.........

Ouch! !

Suddenly, Yanbao made an emergency stop.

"Wow! Damn!" The real dragon lost its grip and flew more than ten meters away like an arrow from a string.

Regardless of the pain, Zhenlong climbed up from the ground. He couldn't figure out why the good guy suddenly stopped and stopped running. He looked at Yanbao. He didn't look tired, but looked scared. He didn't dare to move forward...

The real dragon turned around fiercely and looked behind him...