When Jianxiu came to the Western Fantasy Continent

It only took 3 minutes from hearing the alarm to rallying, and the dark elves couldn't have done better.Sarn was tightly bound by a pile of vines, kneeling on the ground, thinking in despair.Anyone who jumps from the business of easily earning 500 gold coins to the scene of being ripped apart by the enemy will feel a little disappointed from the bottom of their hearts.

His vision finally returned to normal. He blinked and saw a surface elf walking towards him with graceful steps. He had blond hair, a thin figure, and was dressed in white. Even the tip of the sword in his hand reflected the light. The whole person was covered with a halo like a silver moon, which stabbed his injured eyes again and again.Damn surface elves!

"Drow." The elf said, with a contemptuous tone of calling the valley dwarves or ghouls--this tone is very familiar, he has called this group of surface elves for most of his life--"You come What is the purpose of Moon Valley? Tell me about your evil plans."

Sarn blinked his eyes, well, the current situation is how to convince these elm-headed surface elves that they are just stealing a few grasses for 500 gold coins, instead of leading a hundred thousand dwarves Orcs, spirit eaters and top dark elf fighters came to burn, kill, loot and capture Akarela to kill all the surface elves?From a certain point of view, he himself felt that the second half was more believable.

So he lowered his voice and replied in the most evil and crazy tone he could express, "My lord, do you think I'll tell you our secret? Stupid cousin."

Oh Goddess Rose, let him believe that I have secrets worth interrogating instead of killing!

The elf on the opposite side really raised his eyebrows, whispered a few words to the people around him, and then took out a sword and threw it in front of Sarn.It was an excellent sword, and one could guess it just by looking at the decoration of the scabbard. No one would be willing to match such high-end gemstones and glyphs to an inferior piece of shit.

"This is worn by your evil black-robed companion." The elf showed a look of disgust, "This sword cannot be drawn out, unlike elf craft or dwarf craft, it does not have any dark enchantment, but it has a similar The breath of the Temple of Light. It is not something that black-robed mages or drow can have, where did you steal this sword?"

Thane made a disgusted look, "We stole the sword, and he popped out of the heart of the lake and jumped on me to attract a dozen guards? Stupid cousin, what makes you think I know him. If Without this damned black-robed mage, I would have completed the task assigned by the Spider Queen long ago!"

The elf raised his eyebrows, "It's not him, it's her. It's not Drow's style to describe a woman like this. What are you hiding?"

She was actually a female black-robed mage!Damn women! "There's nothing to hide, because I don't know him at all, and I'm not interested in whether he's a man or a woman." Sarn replied bluntly, no matter what the black robe did, it's best not to have anything to do with him .

The elf fell into a moment of thought again, and after a while, he moved his fingertips, and a dozen elf archers immediately aimed at Sarn's vitals, "So you are just an outpost involved in an accident? Drow, you Won a quick death for yourself. The Lord God you betrayed will take back your soul."

San only felt a chill all over his body. This way of handling it was too rough and hasty. What kind of trouble did the black robe cause?It is simply incomprehensible that this group of elm cousins ​​who hate dark elves are willing to easily kill an outpost with a secret mission... The unlucky guy who was involved by innocent people turned his eyes angrily, stared at him and fell to the ground covered with creeping The black-robed mage bound tightly by vines, after so many years, I didn't expect him to fall into a trivial matter.

At this time, the layers of vines tied to the mage's body suddenly snapped into three sections, Sarn's eyes widened in surprise, how could a mage escape from the shackles with his arms tied?Immediately, all the bows and arrows turned around in an instant, and under the aim of the arrow tip, the black-robed mage left the ground and flew up... Flying technique!Is she a Dafa? !

Hong Ming only felt a sharp pain in his head. He remembered the scene before he met the Nine Cauldrons, and also vaguely remembered some scenes of the battle between the immortal family. Could it be that he encountered some kind of restriction when touching the artifact?There was no pain in his body, he slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly he was taken aback, only to see a group of spirits not far away around him, whispering something.I can't tell what kind of monster it is, but the fur color and ears are obviously not completely transformed into a human shape. The eyebrows are deep, the nasal bone is raised, and the figure is not tall, and it can be called slender and pleasant.Could it be a group of mountain spirits?

Moving his gaze down, a long sword came into his eyes, and Hong Ming froze, it turned out to be Tai Ah Immortal Sword!Scanning his body and seeing the vines tightly binding him, he immediately understood that the group of spirits cast a spell to restrain him while he was unconscious, and wanted to steal the Tai'a Immortal Sword.Overreaching!Letting out a cold snort, Hongming's sword energy was released, cutting off the entangled vines, and flew up.

"I don't think you have been stained with human blood or grievances. I think you are good spirits. I pity you for inappropriate transformation, so I won't pursue it." As he said, he waved his sleeves, and Tai Ahfei turned back to his side. "It's just that the immortals have different paths. Offending the immortal family will bring you a catastrophe. In the future, you must not hurt the cultivators..."

Unexpectedly, just halfway through the words, dozens of feathered arrows rushed towards him, each with the wind spell, and the vegetation around him also grew wildly, vines swept across, and the leaves were like swords.There are wood spells on the left and right, and they are indeed a group of mountain spirits.Hong Ming couldn't help but also got a little angry, with a wave of his robe sleeves, the sword energy surrounded him, and all kinds of attacks were like mud bulls entering the sea. Doesn't this group of ignorant monsters know that sword repairs specialize in defeating wood-type monsters?

Scattering the rain of arrows, he was about to slash one or two to make an example to others, when he suddenly found the leading white demon holding a sword against a kneeling black demon at his feet and shouting something.After listening to a few words carefully, Hong Ming didn't understand what it was shouting. He suddenly realized that this group of spirits probably didn't understand human language, so it was understandable for him to misunderstand his own kindness. After all, it was the goodness of transformation It's a pity to lose your life in vain.He shook his head, and was about to leave, but who knew that the white demon's sharp sword tip stabbed violently, and wanted to take the life of the black demon.

Hong Ming frowned suddenly, a trace of sword intent popped out from his fingertips, and snapped the sharp blade in the white demon's hand.Looking at the other white demons around him, all of them glared at him and the black demon, he suddenly realized, could it be that he was wearing a black robe, making the white demon think that the black demon was his companion, and wanted to threaten him with the black demon ?Hong Ming couldn't help laughing, and then looked at the black demon kneeling on the ground trembling, he saw his almond eyes were wide open, his hair was silver and white, his skin was like black carbon, and tears were shining in his pale red eyes. That slender figure stared at him like a stubborn young man, with a hint of hatred.Hong Ming was stunned for a moment, his heart moved slightly, and he said no matter what, he used his mana and grabbed the black demon in his hand, swung his sleeves and wielded his sword and went away.

Watching the black-robed mage stepping on his sword and flying away at a speed comparable to that of a griffin, the elves surrounded their captain, and one of them shouted anxiously, "Evelios, that black-robed mage has escaped!" ! And rescued Drow!"

"I knew Drow was lying." The captain gritted his teeth bitterly and said, "It's just that the mage is too powerful, and the attack that saved Drow in the end seems to be not magic, but fighting spirit. How is this possible? And the attack against elves The enchanted defensive means and the strange sword... This matter must be reported to His Majesty and the Council of Elders as soon as possible, and we must prepare for a big battle."

The elves around him began to get busy, and only Ivirios stood there alone, watching the disappearance of the two evil creatures, and his heart was full of anxiety about the future...