Elf Archer of Life in Another World

Nian Nian, who had just walked out of the hut, happened to hear Zi Mo's words. He glanced at Zi Mo and his men with malicious intentions, turned his head slightly and asked Simir:

"Don't you need to tell Zimo the true identity of Jiusedenxianlu?"

Simil's robe turned white again, and the staff in his hand shone golden again. He closed his eyelids slightly and replied: "No need."

Simil, who shrugged his shoulders every year and walked into the sunshine, was indeed not very considerate.

At this time of year, my mood has indeed calmed down a lot. At least on the surface, it seems to have calmed down a lot, and my expression has become more natural. At this time, I can still smile: "These things you revealed to me are what you should say.

Can you still tell?"

"It's neither what I should say nor what I can say," Simil said without squinting. "To be honest, I'm starting to regret it now. Too many words will lead to mistakes."

Nian Nian lowered his head and chuckled. When he raised his head again, there was finally a smile in his eyes. He looked straight ahead and took a big step. At the same time, a light word flew into Simil's ears:

"Thanks."

After hearing this, Simil raised his eyebrows and chuckled. He raised his hand and touched his chest. Looking at Nian Nian's straight back, he decided not to remind Nian Nian: she actually owed him "I'm sorry."

Zimo also saw Niannian and Simil emerging from a small thatched hut. Not only Zimo, but everyone present, including Xiaoqing, also saw it.

Qinghua and Poria didn't have any intention of gossiping, but Zimo's brothers were very unscrupulous, whistling, laughing weirdly, and some gave Simiel a thumbs up and mouthed words.

"Awesome, awesome."

Ignoring these boring people every year, I walked towards Xiaoqing, who had a calm face. Listening to her heartbeat speeding up again, I asked anxiously: "Xiaoqing? Do you still remember..."

Xiaoqing looked at Nian Nian, the corners of his mouth raised, and his eyes that were originally as big and round as bells narrowed into a curved line.

"Every year, I remember it and how Sister Yu Tao died."

The winding thread tightly wrapped around Nian Nian's heart like a snake, making her suddenly feel like she couldn't breathe.

Nian Nian opened her mouth, only to feel that the winding line had traveled from her heart to her throat, and the thin line was cutting her throat bit by bit.

Xiao Qing laughed out loud, her voice as clear and sweet as a silver bell.

"Nian Nian, don't worry, I don't blame you. Do you know what Sister Yu Tao said to me in the end?"

Unable to wait for Niannian's answer, Xiaoqing continued: "She said, protect our family."

"Our family? Our family..." Xiaoqing repeated these five words, looking across the years to the tree of life and death.

Every year, I feel like something sharp is pressing against my heart, ready to pierce the long fangs at any time, leaving toxins in my blood.

Nian Nian closed his eyes and took a deep breath, turned around and looked at the tree of life and death and said: "Xiao Qing, no matter what decision you make, I will support you."

"Even if it costs your life?"

"As long as you want, you can."

Xiaoqing was silent for a while, then shook her head and said: "I don't want your life. This is not your fault or anyone else's fault. And I think you should be among the family members that Sister Yu Tao wants me to protect..."

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"I plan to stay here, take care of this tree, and wait for all the flower demons to be reborn next spring. Maybe then I can see Yu Tao again."

"I will definitely do it." Nian Nian glanced at Simir and replied affirmatively, "You will definitely see Sister Yu Tao again."

Xiaoqing looked sideways at Nian Nian and saw the determination and expectation in her eyes. She suddenly jumped into Nian Nian's arms and buried her whole body deeply in Nian Nian's spacious cloak.

After a slight hesitation, Nian Nian raised his arms and put his arms around Xiao Qing. Listening to the faint sobs ringing in his ears, he gently patted her back and hid her under his cloak.

The people of Zimo may be a little resentful towards Nian Nian, but they are not ignorant enough to do mischief at this time.

Only then did someone suddenly realize that this Nian Nian was actually a young girl, and her figure, which was usually covered by that big cloak, was actually a bit thin.

"Generally speaking, there are two ways to relieve pain," Simil slowly approached Nian Nian and Xiaoqing, who was still hiding in Nian Nian's arms. "One is to inflict the pain on others as it is, such as

Blood for blood and tooth for tooth; second, crush the pain and spread it out, let yourself get used to its existence, and let time slowly dilute its existence."

Nian Nian turned to look at him: "So which one are you suggesting we choose?"

"Actually, both of these have no practical effect. The pain may be ignored or forgotten for a while, but it will always exist." Simil said lightly, "However, I suggest that you try the first method now."

Nian Nian followed Simil's gaze and looked towards the Tree of Life and Death. Looking across the lake from a distance, she saw various lights flashing under the tree over there, as well as some shaking figures.

"The light of magic..." Nian Nian's face was as cold as his voice, and he squinted his eyes and stared at the group of people in robes who were busy over there.

She lowered her head and patted Xiaoqing's shoulder gently, and said, "Xiaoqing, why don't we come and get rid of the worms in the tree of life and death!"

"Where are Anbu, Oros and Hazel?"

After spending a long time in a panic in the standard lying down position, the members of the Silver Button Mercenary Group got up from the ground and arranged their clothes. Only then did someone finally remember that these two disappeared

A long time companion.

Anbu frowned and shook his head: "I sent messages to both of them, but they haven't responded yet."

"Hey, who cares about them? The barrier has been broken by now, right? Let's go back and take a look!"

With the suggestions of several people and the approval of everyone, Anbu and his party hurriedly returned to the Hidden Flower Valley, which had lost the protection of the barrier, and successfully crossed the lake with the help of many high-level water holy mages and came to

Under the tall tree of life and death.

"Oh goodness!" someone exclaimed, looking up at the life-and-death tree that suddenly blossomed with branches full of fruits.

"Anbu, we agreed before that, except for the mission supplies, all other trophies obtained during the mission will belong to us, right?" Someone asked with greedy eyes.

Anbu did not answer. He knew that the people who asked the questions did not need his answer. If he really rejected these people, then he might be buried at the bottom of the lake, and he himself was also very interested in this tree.

Soon, people who were either amazed or excited scattered around. Some tried to climb the tree to pick some flowers and fruits, some took out daggers and knives to peel the bark, and some had already selected a good piece of wood.

Use the ice blade to chop down the thick tree trunk.

When Nian Nian and Xiao Qing walked over, they saw exactly this scene of excitement.

The vine bridge that originally stretched across the Lake of Tears disappeared as expected. Just when she decided to repeat her old trick of paving the road with ice, Xiaoqing showed her power for the first time in front of everyone.

strength.

Just by gently chopping my feet by the lake, countless fresh and watery narrow grass blades instantly flew out of the grass beside the lake, and in the blink of an eye, a long emerald green bridge with a width of two people was built on the lake.

It extends far toward the Tree of Life and Death.

Nian Nian and Xiao Qing took the lead, but Simil stayed at the lakeside. Only Zimo and some of his people followed curiously, but they were still five or six meters away from the two men.

After Nian Nian and Xiao Qing saw the busy group of holy mages, the long green bridge was divided into two, with one half heading towards the tree hole where the Nine-Colored Immortal Deer originally lived temporarily, and the other half carrying Nian Nian and the two of them.

Arriving in front of Anbu.

Anbu didn't do anything for the time being. He still stayed under the tree and watched the situation. Naturally, he was the first to notice the arrival of the two Nian Nian.

Niannian gave Anbu a friendly smile, took out two wooden boxes from his arms and handed them over: "Thank you for the reward I promised you earlier."

Anbu was a little wary at first, but was caught off guard by Nian Nian's move. He subconsciously took the two wooden boxes and replied subconsciously: "You're welcome, thank you."

Nian Nian smiled again, and Xiao Qing also opened an innocent smile to Anbu, which only made Anbu feel dazed.

Anbu was wondering in his mind whether the person who looked like a teenage girl was a player here, when he felt his whole body tense up, his legs were suddenly tied tightly together by something, and the arm was holding two wooden boxes.

It was also folded tightly towards his chest, and the edges of the wooden box happened to press against his heart.

Before he could see where the green ropes tying him came from, several black shadows struck at his face, blindfolding him. Soon Anbu felt

He was wrapped up like a mummy, with only two nostrils exposed for ventilation.

Is this? Just when Anbu had this thought, he felt a sense of weightlessness, and his head felt dull, as if something was pushing up.

Am I being hung up? He reacted immediately. Before he could react, his head suddenly sank, and then there was cold liquid covering his face, body, and feet from all directions.

In the lake of tears, Anbu was struggling hard, and his body was twisting funny, but he couldn't even bring up a beautiful wave. The sharp corners of the two wooden boxes had already penetrated his chest, and several of them were

A drop of blood gushes out and is quickly diluted by the lake water.

Looking at the few bubbles emerging on the lake every year, I suggested to Xiaoqing in a good mood: "Don't throw them all into the lake, be careful of polluting the water source."

Xiao Qing nodded in agreement. The dozens of green slender grass blades behind her were already covered with "bugs", and they were being tossed up and down by her. She screamed and screamed with height and speed.

It's light and sometimes heavy, sometimes far and sometimes close, it's much more lively than before.

Soon Xiaoqing got tired of playing, so he wrapped these holy magicians into veritable green rice dumplings and threw them high into the sky towards the Lake of Tears.

"Which one do you think will fly the farthest?" Xiaoqing raised her hand as if waiting and asked Niannian next to her.

"That's right," Nian Nian also pretended to comment, "It looks the slimmest, and it has a standard streamlined shape. It should be able to fly very far."

"What do you think?" Xiaoqing turned around and looked at the stunned Zimo and others standing a few meters behind them, and asked with a half-smile.

Seeing Xiaoqing turn around, Zimo's brothers all took a big step back, leaving Zimo alone standing there facing the little girl with a charming smile.

"Ahem," Zimo raised his middle finger with his left hand behind his back, raised his other hand to his brow, and looked at the flying people, "I think they are quite far away... After all, this one can't fly very far.

The distance depends on the strength of the person throwing it!"

After saying that, he gave Xiaoqing a thumbs up: "I believe your strength is definitely the kind that can carry a tripod!"