After being struck by lightning, I became the leader of the elves

"Oh?"

The envoy looked at Lin Feng with interest, a playful smile on his face, and asked:

"tell me the story."

"I can ask Lin Xue to voluntarily hand over the icicle slate fragments to you. In exchange, how about letting us go?"

"It sounds interesting."

The envoy nodded slightly, but then he changed his tone:

"But you are already in my pocket. What qualifications do you have to make a deal with me?"

"You need a living Lin Xue, right? What if Lin Xue is dead?"

Lin Feng glanced at Lin Xue and continued:

"Although the icicle slab can be automatically repaired, you don't want to spend so much effort and then have to wait a few more years or even more than ten years to get a complete icicle slab, right?"

"Hmm... that makes some sense."

He stroked his chin with his hand, pretending to be thinking.

"But why should Lin Xue listen to you? Give me a reason to believe you."

"It's very simple."

Lin Feng looked at Lin Xue and winked.

"Lin Xue is my girlfriend. She will listen to whatever I say, right?"

justice:?

Messenger of God: ? ?

Lin Xue: ???

The envoy stood there in a daze for a long time, then signaled Zhengyi to let go of his hand and looked at Lin Xue in disbelief:

"Can you be interested in this old... ahem, this old-fashioned guy?"

Lin Xue opened her mouth, but suddenly remembered what Lin Feng had just whispered to her:

No matter what I say to you or what I do, you must carry it out unconditionally without any hesitation.

Therefore, without any hesitation, Lin Xue nodded immediately.

“Haha. Hahahahaha.”

After receiving Lin Xue's affirmative answer, the messenger was silent for a moment, then covered his face and laughed.

"Okay, okay, Lin Feng, you are really amazing."

"I agree to your deal. As long as you hand over the fragment, I will let you go."

"But I don't believe you." Lin Feng stared at the messenger of God, his eyes full of vigilance.

"Haha, what do you want to do?" The messenger looked at Lin Feng, his laughter had not stopped yet.

"Show your sincerity. Put your Machado back into the ball and give it to me."

Lin Feng pointed at Mashado with his chin and spoke to the messenger.

"With justice, we can't escape anyway."

"Oh, that makes sense, okay!"

The messenger nodded, as if approving Lin Feng's proposal.

"My lord, no!"

Zhengyi hurriedly spoke out to stop him, his face full of anxiety.

But the messenger of God was unmoved. After putting Machado back into the ball, he threw the Poké Ball at Lin Feng's feet.

"Now, it's your turn to fulfill your promise."

The messenger of God bent down slightly and made a "please" gesture to Lin Feng.

"it is good."

Lin Feng nodded, dragged his seriously injured body, walked straight to Lin Xue, and said expressionlessly.

"Do you remember what I just said?"

Seeing Lin Xue nod in response, Lin Feng's mouth corners slightly raised, outlining a barely perceptible smile.

"In that case, then you... Ditto, go!"

Before Lin Feng finished his words, he endured the severe pain in his hands and threw all the Poké Balls out with all his might.

In an instant, there was a flash of white light, and a Ditto appeared beside him.

Zhengyi saw this and was about to react, but was kicked in the chest by Lin Feng. The powerful impact caused Zhengyi to fly backwards and fall heavily to the ground.

Then, there was a flash of pink light, and Lin Xue and his other Poké Balls disappeared from the spot.

"I said before, the people I want to protect cannot be taken away even by God."

Lin Feng looked at Lin Xue and saw that she had left safely, and smiled with relief.

Then, he no longer had the strength to support himself, and he slumped to the ground, slowly turning his head to look at the messenger of God.

"God's messenger, huh? Nothing more than that."

At this moment, the messenger of God was still standing there, making the funny "please" gesture.

"you wanna die!"

Zhengyi got up from the ground and looked at Lin Feng with a ferocious expression.

Just as he was about to command the violent flying dragon to kill Lin Feng, he was stopped by the messenger of God.

"stop."

The voice of the messenger of God was cold and decisive. Upon hearing this, Zhengyi froze, then angrily put down his hands and stared at the fearless Lin Feng.

"I'm a little curious," the messenger looked up and asked lightly.

"Why don't you come along?"

"The energy in the body of a late-stage normal Ditto is not much, it can only support one person to teleport over a long distance. I can't leave."

Lin Feng smiled and explained weakly.

"Then why don't you just go on your own?"

The messenger narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Lin Feng and asked.

"Lin Xue is just your friend, right? Is it necessary to sacrifice your life for an unimportant friend?"

"No matter what, the Icicle Slabs must not fall into your hands. Although I don't know what your plan is, I always feel like I once had a dream. The me in the dream told me that I must not let you collect all the slabs."

Of course, in addition to this, there is also the oath he made in his previous life...

"Is there any other reason?" The messenger seemed to know Lin Feng's character very well and continued to ask.

At the same time, he was still making that weird "please" gesture.

"The most important thing is that I am confident that you don't want to kill me at all."

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then continued to speak to delay time.

"Although I don't know what your reasons are, as long as Masha makes a move, I won't have the slightest chance."

"Reason?"

The messenger of God was silent for a long time, then sighed softly.

“Maybe it’s because of the long period of loneliness.”

"What?" Lin Feng was a little confused.

But before he could open his mouth to ask, the messenger's voice suddenly became cold.

"Okay, I've had enough fun, it's time to end this."

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared in front of the envoy. It was Lin Xue who had just left.

The messenger of God stretched out his right hand and clenched it suddenly, just grabbing Lin Xue's neck, and then lifted her up easily.

"Lin Feng, you really haven't changed at all. Nothing you say is true."

The eyes of the messenger of God were full of ridicule and mockery.

Looking at Lin Xue who was caught again, Lin Feng's face changed.

But before he could stand up, Machado had already appeared above his head, and the powerful pressure came like a mountain, pressing him to the ground.

"Since you left the Magic City, Lin Xue has been marked by my Cresselia."

The messenger's tone was calm, yet full of confidence that he was in control of everything.

"As long as Lin Xue and I are in close contact for more than ten minutes and within a ten-kilometer range, I can temporarily use the exchange venue to teleport Lin Xue back."

His words revealed an extreme arrogance and conceit:

"Even God can't be taken away? Ha, even if it's God, he's just a toy in my hand."

"Lin Feng, from the moment I came in front of you, you no longer have the slightest chance of winning... huh?"

The messenger of God glanced indifferently at Lin Feng, who was still struggling to stand up despite his bones crackling under the pressure of Machado.

He lightly tapped his fingers, and the next second, even stronger pressure swept towards Lin Feng.

Just like being hit by a heavy hammer, Lin Feng immediately vomited blood, but he still stood firm and did not fall down.

"I don't want to kill you, but I don't mind if you take the initiative to kill me."

The messenger of God no longer paid attention to Lin Feng, but turned his gaze back to Lin Xue in front of him.

"Let...him go..." Lin Xue uttered a few words with difficulty.

"Shut up, you're just a container, you don't even have the qualifications to talk to me."

The messenger of God used his telekinesis to firmly control Lin Xue and prevent her from committing suicide.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling blue light emanated from the hand of the messenger of God, and bursts of strong cold air spread out in all directions, covering the ground with a layer of frost.

It's the icicle slate!

It’s a pity that there is a small gap on the azure blue icicle slab, which destroys the overall beauty.

The messenger held the icicle slate in one hand, and the other hand was flashing pink light again.

"Next, it's your turn."