Another Life: Elf Archer

"Chong!"

Yunji sword was unsheathed and placed directly on Anbu's neck.

Sanchi Shui's expression showed a rare condensation. He pushed the edge of the sword again and asked sternly:

"What's going on? Why don't you take Nian Nian out?"

Anbu's forehead was instantly covered with beads of sweat, and his throat moved when the sword was pressed against it. He tilted his head back slightly, and then replied:

"We don't know why. The skill seems to have been interrupted by some force. Moreover," he glanced at the big lake, which was as calm as ever, and only an open lake surface could be seen. "It may also be because the high tide has passed. time?"

"Try again! Quick!"

"This..." Several other blue-robed holy mages standing a few steps behind Anbu looked confused.

"Should we leave quickly? It won't be safe here soon." One of them said, as if he didn't see Anbu being threatened with a sword.

"It's better to leave now. This barrier will be broken in ten minutes. Your companion can just come out at that time." A person seemed to be comforting the three-year-old who looked unhappy.

"Broken??" Tang Qingli's expression changed drastically. He quickly stepped forward, grabbed the man's collar and asked, "What do you mean? Why was this barrier broken?"

"Don't you know?" The man who was grabbed by the collar obviously had a good temper. "This creature called the Nine-Colored Immortal Deer is an important hub for maintaining this enchantment. The reason why this enchantment is still fine now is just Because the clone is still there, and when it disappears..."

Before the man could finish speaking, Tang Qingli had already loosened his collar and turned to leave.

"Where are you going?" Sanchi Shui, still holding his sword, asked loudly when he saw that Tang Qingli was about to leave, but Sui Geng had already walked a few meters away quickly.

"You all don't know that this barrier will be broken, and neither does Nian Nian. So if she wants to leave that valley, she can only go to the gap to the east to see if there is a chance to escape."

The one who answered him was Simil, who had been silent just now.

"The mirror clone only exists for 15 minutes, and the valley is very large and spans a lake. It is very likely that the barrier will collapse before reaching the gap every year. If this is not so bad, in the end The worst-case scenario is that the barrier collapses just when she reaches the gap, so what she will face then..."

"That vine monster!" Sanchishui blurted out, directly revealing Yu Tao's true identity.

Sanchi Shui didn't care anymore. He picked up his sword and caught up with Tang Qingli and Shi Sui. The three of them were about to plunge into the forest and leave the lake shore.

"Stop." The one who stopped them was not Simil, nor the holy mages in Silver Buttons who were whispering to each other, but the Nine-Colored Immortal Deer.

These two simple words seemed to have some strange magic power. Sure enough, the footsteps of the three people stopped in unison, and after a pause, they all turned to look at it.

"What's going on?" Sanchi Shui turned around and was still in a daze, as if he didn't know why he suddenly stopped and turned around again.

"Your escort mission." Simil gave the three of them a hint.

"Escort? We can't leave it too far?" Tang Qingli's reaction was also very fast. Thinking that the three of them could not help themselves at the same time, he guessed in disbelief.

"Even if it wasn't like this, you wouldn't have gotten there in time." Simil glanced at the calm Jiusedenxianlu and said patiently, "I will contact Zimo and ask him and his people to help. Although they are not very sure about killing the flower demon, they can always take care of it every year."

"So what you have to do now is to move forward according to the established plan, complete this escort mission as soon as possible, wait patiently for her news, and don't let her entire plan go to waste."

"And you, don't forget that the things you need are still in your hands every year." Simir's eyes swept over the people of the Silver Button Mercenary Group.

"The barrier is about to be broken. We can just go pick it from the tree of life and death." someone replied.

"The tree I saw through the barrier just now seems to be very unusual. I wonder if the wood of that tree is some special material?" Some people had the idea of ​​a tree of life and death with their companions.

Without another glance at those people, Simil looked directly at Anbu: "What's your opinion?"

Anbu hesitated for a moment, then faced Simir's slightly sarcastic face: "I don't think it's better for us to pick it ourselves. After all, we just need a random flower and a fruit from the tree."

"Okay!" Sanchi Shui took a few steps back. After hearing Anbu's words, he immediately pointed the tip of his sword at the tip of his nose. "Have you planned this for a long time? That's why you deliberately didn't take over every year. from!"

"No, no," Anbu, although he was still far away from the three feet of water, was still shocked into a cold sweat by the tip of the sword, and quickly explained, "We really didn't do this on purpose, after all, this barrier No one knows what will happen to the tree after it collapses, what if there is nothing left?"

"Then what else are you going to pick yourself?" Tang Qingli raised his eyebrows and pointed out the inconsistencies in his words.

"Well..." Anbu said with some embarrassment, "Anyway, the thing is already in the hands of the elf. Even if she dies, the thing will not disappear. Let's take a look here first, and then directly..."

He looked at Sanchi Shui's increasingly ferocious face, and the other two's increasingly cold expressions, and swallowed the rest of his words back in his stomach.

"In this case," Simil looked at the Nine-Colored Immortal Deer again and said to the three of them, "You go, I'll go find Nian Nian, and I'll meet you after I find her."

"What's the relationship between you and that elf? Couldn't you have had some private deal for a long time?" As soon as Simil finished speaking, someone jumped out to question his intentions.

Anbu also looked at him with some vigilance, as if he was wondering whether Simil would find Nian Nian to embezzle the goods they needed this time.

"I'm just a little more human than you." Simil replied lightly, then his tone changed, and he said to Anbu with a hint of ridicule:

"Don't worry, I'm still a member of your mercenary group for the time being, and I won't embezzle the goods your employer needs. Moreover, if you feel uneasy, you can come with me to see the elf!"

Anbu smiled awkwardly and said, "You are thinking too much," and then quickly ran away a few steps to chase the holy mages who had left here in twos and threes, leaving Simil and the other three people and one deer on the shore of the lake. .

Simil looked at the backs of those who were leaving quickly, frowned and glanced at each holy mage in the Silver Button Mercenary Group one by one, and suddenly said "No!", and then the whole person rose into the sky, The figure flashed and then disappeared into the surprised gazes of the remaining people.

"What's going on?" Sanchishui looked at the direction where Simil disappeared and blinked in confusion.

"Since we only have 15 minutes, let's leave here." Shi Sui spoke, his voice a little hoarse. Only then did Sanchishui and Tang Qingli realize that the man's lips had been bitten with blood, and he seemed to have something behind him when he spoke. It's stuck in the throat, making people feel uncomfortable.

"Let's go," Tang Qingli withdrew his gaze and stared at the Nine-Colored Immortal Deer with some gloominess. "While we escort it, we will question it properly."

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In the Lake of Tears, at this time every year, I have swam under the tree of life and death.

After discovering that he was trapped alone in the barrier, Niannian did not waste time asking "why". Instead, he simply jumped into the lake and swam towards the east bank of the lake.

Stirred by the somewhat cold lake water, her thoughts became much clearer at this time, and she temporarily put aside her doubts about the Nine-Colored Immortal Deer.

The most important thing now is to get out of this valley.

Get out, get out from where?You can exit through the gap on the east side.

Are Zimo's people, Sister Yu Tao and those flower demons in the east just forcing their way out?Or find an excuse to go out openly?

Can't break through.

This option was directly rejected every year.

Once the conflict breaks out, her relationship with Yu Tao will really reach a deadlock.

And if she forced her way in, the noise would definitely be huge. So whether Zimo misunderstood that she was being attacked, or just went with the flow, he would have a reason to attack the valley in a large scale, and also have a reason to kill those flower demons.

If you can't force your way in, you have to find a good excuse.

Nian Nian sighed in his heart, lying to Sister Yu Tao again.

While she was conceiving the content of the lie, she moved towards the east bank of the lake as fast as a fish swimming in the water.

She also knew that the copied mirror clone could only last for 15 minutes, and she also vaguely felt that she seemed to have overlooked something before.

But now was not the time to dwell on those fleeting thoughts. She only had 15 minutes, and this was what she had to engraved in her mind at this time.

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Zimo frowned when he looked at the message in his hand, and then immediately called his men who had withdrawn from the gap in the barrier and were about to leave.

"Continue! Don't hold back this time, kill those flower demons as much as possible!"

Zimo waved his hand, calling others to go back and continue fighting, and then sent out five messages in succession, calling back those who had left here.

He himself walked quickly towards the edge of the cliff with a knife, slashing at the ferocious dark green vines while looking nervously into the valley.

Only 15 minutes?Is it too late?

Zimo slashed at a thick vine with one knife, then avoided another sweeping vine, and began to count in his mind.

When the number he counted silently reached 900, it was time for them to attack the valley in force.