"I don't know whether it's the enemy or the friend, so I shout to fight and kill. Over the years, the quality of the ancient elves has become so unbearable?"
“……”
The little girl was about to roll up her sleeves. After hearing Xuanwu's words, she hesitated and subconsciously looked at the man beside her.
Obviously, the man around her is her leader.
"Lingqi, stop it."
Sure enough, the man around a light sentence, the little girl named Lingqi immediately stopped.
"The three don't look like the people of dye frost city."
The man's voice with smoke like micro dumb, glass eyes micro lift, gently swept in front of the three people, finally, fixed in the body of the purple field.
"You're not the average person."
Ziqianmo did not speak.
She was looking at the man, trying to make sure that the ancient elves who appeared in front of her were their best friends.
However, this scene, in the eyes of Mo Yan, is a little sour.
"My fiancee is not an ordinary person?"
Mo Yan step forward, if there seems to be no blocking the two people's line of sight, the man looked at the eyes, just slowly back, looking at Mo Yan.
"Neither are you."
Said, the man slightly bowed, "I am the 582nd generation of ancient spirit clan head, Ling Jiu, please two guests to enter."
The head of the ancient elves?
Mo Yan and ziqianmo were slightly surprised.
They knew that the two men in front of them were extraordinary.
But I don't know that this tall man is actually the head of the ancient elf clan.
Since the other party has already sent out an invitation, it means that they are not enemies but friends.
Ziqianmo did not refuse, nodded, "we need to bring another person in. Don't worry, he won't tell the secret here. "
Ziqianmo refers to zimucheng who was left behind.
As for the coachman, at the first time when these two ancient elves appeared, they had already been pointed by purple Mucheng and passed out in a coma.
If you look at something you shouldn't look at, you will lose your life. Zimucheng is not careless. It's normal to save someone at will.
"Those who cherish the living beings are friends of our elves. They can."
Ling nine obviously will also purple Mu Cheng just action in the eye, without too much hesitation agreed.
"It's too hasty, too hasty. I don't know who they are. How can they be put in so easily?"
Without blinking an eye, Ling Jiu agrees three strangers to enter their territory. Ling Qi is discontented and dare not disobey the order of Ling Jiu, the patriarch of the clan. He opens the border in a murmur.
They left the carriage and coachman, followed Lingqi and lingjiu, and entered the place where the ancient elves lived.
*****
Ancient spirit realm.
The canopy of the pavilion blocks the sky and the sun. Under the huge Elf tree, there are two sleepy elves.
Time went by, and finally, under the Elf tree, there was a wave of boundary.
"Eh, the young patriarch went to check the situation and came back!"
Two small ancient elves immediately woke up, happily stood up, staring at the border fluctuation place.
Finally——
A tall figure, walking slowly out of the border, eyes silent, light fell on them.
"Little patriarch!"
The two Elves were not frightened by lingjiu's indifference, but ran happily, opened their arms, and embraced lingjiu's leg.
"Young patriarch, you are back at last!"