Chapter 640

"Old housekeeper Mason is in the middle of the bamboo cage. Be careful. He is in a bad condition!" Elisting curled up and moved out of the bamboo cage, and climbed down the stake. The spirit Druid was kind-hearted. Although he was eager to see Qin Lun at this time, he still did not forget the most important thing.

"I see!" Lago looked at elistin curiously, but the Elf Druid was a little disappointed with his dirty face. The thief had heard earlier that Xifo came to the place of death to find death because of old housekeeper Mason, while Qinlun was for the companion of the fairy in front of him.

After climbing down the flagpole, illistin couldn't wait to look at Qin Lun's place, only to see the silver haired elves looking at themselves with a familiar smile.

Her eyes were slowly moist, as if covered with a mist. In the nights when she was imprisoned by the troll, elisting had dreamed of Qin Lun appearing in front of her for many times, but after a surprise, she would always be awakened by the noise of the troll and return to the cruel reality.

There are different images of the silvery hair elves in the dream, not only when they are elegant, but also when they are full of blood. However, one thing is the same, that shrewd Ferrar moonlight, whose face is always not so clear, seems to be covered with a layer of gossamer.

Whenever she reached out to grab the silver fairy, the man would quietly open the distance, so that she could never really get close.

Qin Lun looked at elistin, who was very haggard in front of him, and his heart filled with inexplicable emotions. The dress of the Elf Druid is very different from that before. The ragged clothes are not the Druid plant clothes she is used to wearing, but a set of ragged leather armor of ordinary mercenaries.

The gate of Bode doesn't forbid Druids to enter, but if they want to really integrate into the city and become an adventurous mercenary, the female elves can't wear the strange clothes of Druids for a long time.

There is a big difference between the life of mercenary and that of elistin in the past. The fairies and beauties who like quiet are afraid that they won't get used to that kind of life. In these days of looking for Qin Lun, they have obviously suffered a lot.

For the first time, Qin Lun couldn't understand his emotions completely. It seemed to contain a lot of emotions, but it seemed that he had nothing. He thought the Elf Druid would be happy to see him, but he didn't look very happy when he stood still.

"Elistin!" Qin Lun took the first two steps and called carefully.

"Oh?!" Elistin returned to her senses. She immediately realized something. She reached for her hair and touched it. She couldn't help looking down and asked softly, "am I ugly now?"

Qin Lun's eyes flickered. For a moment, he didn't know what to say. However, he soon woke up and opened his arms to give Alistair a hug.

"I stink!" Elistin instinctively shrunk. Most of her wounds were festering and smelling because they were not treated with drugs. Even in the troll camp, they still couldn't counteract the smell.

"It doesn't matter!" At this time, Qin Lunfu didn't let elistin escape from her heart. He quickly stepped forward and embraced the fairy. He whispered in her ear, "hard work!"

Tears slid down the thin face of the Elf Druid and made two white marks on his dirty face. Illistin held Qin Lun with his back hand, buried his face in the shoulder of the silver elf, and rubbed hard.

"Ferrar, I've got you at last!" Under the cold moon night, the two elves are like a pair of eternal stone statues, as if they ignore time and everything around them.

"Not for nothing!" Not far away, Martha raised his head, breathed out a long breath, and said softly.

"Cut!" Idriya, who had just climbed down from the flagpole, saw this scene and gave Qin Lun a disdainful white eye.

"Hey, what are they doing?" Lago also came down, holding the unconscious old housekeeper Mason in his hand, and joked around the highland elves with a light smile.

Mar Star Natsu glared at him severely, then sighed helplessly, approached two people from the back, and said softly: "Hello, two, I understand your mood very much, but how about leaving here first?"

The two people who hugged each other seemed to be frightened. Illistine pushed Qin Lun away, buried his head deep in his chest, and leaned wearily on the shoulder of the silver haired fairy. "Let's go, don't let your partner fall into danger again."

A group of people carefully climbed out of the troll camp, the rescue trip was unexpectedly smooth, the whole process even a troll did not start.

Of course, Qin Lun and others all know that their danger has not started yet. After daybreak, the test will come. Although trolls are not good at tracking enemies, it is the claw mountain range of trolls. Trolls who are familiar with the terrain cannot completely lose the trace of their prey.

The festival of sacrifice in the troll village is about to begin. These savage aborigines will not let them escape easily. Moreover, the troll camp here is very close to the entrance of the place of death, but it is at least four or five days away from the north exit of the winding river.

Along the way, Qin Lun and others should not only identify the direction, but also avoid the pursuit of soldiers. Because there are other Troll tribes along the way, they can only stay up in the daytime and at night to avoid these Troll camps, which slows down their speed.Once found by the trolls behind, or by the troll tribes along the way, there will be several fierce battles waiting for them, maybe it's just a matter of time.

After joining Rick and others, the happiest person is Xifo Hulan.

"Old Mason, you're still alive! Thank you, thank you, thank you! " Xifo surprisingly took over the skinny old housekeeper from Lago, and thanked them with tears and snivels.

In fact, from the day when he lost the old housekeeper, he never expected to see the old man who had been taking care of himself since he was a child. Several times of failure in organizing mercenaries also made his mental state close to collapse, which made him reluctant to go back to his hometown of tassel and have been drunk in the tavern.

"Master Xifo, am I dead?" Maybe it was the jolt just now, or maybe it was the sound of Xifo. The old man who had been unconscious finally opened his eyes, and a trace of abnormal purples appeared on his face.

"No, Mason, I'm here to save you!" Xifo wiped his face and helped the old housekeeper with tears and smiles.

"Seaver, show hill steward Mason!" Looking at the old housekeeper's abnormal face, Qin Lun frowned slightly and pulled hill.

Hill has now been transferred to the second level. His profession is chaos priest. Although this is not a pure auxiliary priest, it is also a clergyman class, with healing skills naturally. Otherwise, Hill might as well be transferred to a mage or a warlock for damage skills alone.

"He's in a bad condition. He's too old. He's almost run out of gas." Hill looks at Mason and grins and shakes his head.

"Is there any help?" Qin Lun talks to hill in a low voice. Meanwhile, he is careful not to let the Buddha hear him, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

"Human life is like a candle. Once it's burned clean, the help of other things won't help much." Hill shrugged and sighed helplessly.

"Really hopeless? Is not our apostle's restorative medicine good? " Rand, on one side, came up and said sadly, "it was not easy to save it..."

"There's still a way to save, but the medicine doesn't work. There's another way!" There was a strange light in Hill's eyes, and he said with a slight smile, "if I were not here to change into a minister in the orderly camp, he would be hopeless."

Hill's method is the dark contract. As a chaos priest, he is in torrell world, pretending that his faith is a certain abyss God, not even belonging to the human God system.

With the help of the dark contract, hill can prolong Mason's life for a while, but it comes at a cost. Even if Mason signs the dark contract, he may not live long, at most for a few years, and he will be very painful when he dies.

Fortunately, Hill's belief is false, and this dark contract is also false. When Mason dies, his soul will not be reaped by the abyss. But in case the abyss devil finds out in advance, the old housekeeper will die directly.

"Seaver, excuse me. Let Hill have a word with Mason." Qin Lun opened the aristocratic youth, let hill and Mason face-to-face communication, this dark contract of course I am willing to.

"Ha ha, I know my physical condition. It's God's eyes to see you again. If you can take care of the young master for a few more years, a little pain is nothing! " Mason appears calm after confirming that the dark contract will not let the abyss reap the soul.

The old man has lived for so many years, and the only one who can't give up may be the Buddha who grew up watching from childhood.

The magic wave of signing the dark contract attracted the attention of Martha, Winnie and others. However, they are very clever not to ask. Everyone knows Mason's situation. No matter what they believe in, they can't object to helping the old man at this time.

"I feel much better. It's magic!" Mason felt the energy in his body and opened his eyes in surprise. As soon as the dark contract was signed, his spirit recovered at an obvious speed, and he was able to stagger to his feet.

"Well, let's go!" Rick took a wary look at the troll camp and lowered his voice to ask everyone to leave.

"I'll hold you, Alistair!" Qin Lun, taking advantage of the gap just now, has added some recovery medicine to the Elf Druid.

"No, you follow. I'll go with Idria." Unexpectedly, the fairy beauty refused, smiling and supporting each other with the knight, "when you are away, idriya has been living and dying with me. Now that you are found, it's time for me to take care of her."

"Hey, you can follow that guy. I'm a believer of lovetta. Maybe this difficulty is just the test of the goddess to me. I don't need other people to take care of me." Although idriya said so, she threw Qin Lun a white eye on her face.

"All right, whatever you want!" Qin Lun grinned and didn't hold on any longer.