Online game of the archer priest

"Senior Zhou, I am happy to help you solve the corrosive toxin issue, but I have more important things to do now."

"I must escort the Elf King's envoy back within 2 hours. It's been half an hour now."

Aten could only express his thoughts tentatively:

"You brought me here all at once. My companion must be very anxious too."

"Special envoy of the Elf King? Are you saying that you are about to meet with the Elf King?"

Zhou Fufang was very surprised.

"It's not easy for an adventurer to win the favor of the Elf King. Tell me, why did the Elf King summon you?"

"I made an epic elf recurve bow." Atun took out the recurve bow to prove that he was not lying.

Zhou Fufang touched his pointed chin again, stared at the recurve bow in Atun's hand, and walked around in front of Atun with his hands behind his back, as if he was thinking about something.

Atun didn't dare to move, and he was also anxious:

I guess this escort mission is going to be a failure. After all, I have the original stone with me. Even if others can get to the Elf King in time, how can I submit the mission without the original stone?

"Senior, do you want me to help you remove the corrosive poison?"

Zhou Fufang finally stopped.

He made a fist with his right hand and punched the palm of his left hand, then stamped his feet off the floor. As if he had made a lot of determination, he started to speak:

"I see you are quite sincere, okay, let me tell you..."

Next, Zhou Fufang told a story, a very old-fashioned story:

The general meaning is that he provoked a very despicable and shameless poisoner, and then his daughter suffered a disaster. Now she is lying on the bed with only breath...

He traveled across the continent to find a way to cure his daughter, and even became a master of poison himself...

"I have been experimenting on myself, but I have never been able to determine the exact dosage. The mastery of that person's poisoning lies in his control of the dosage."

Zhou Fufang untied his clothes, and his skinny body was covered in bruises and bruises, some of which were even festering. An even more disgusting smell filled the whole room.

"You are always running around, who will take care of your daughter?" Aten asked.

Zhou Fufang put his clothes together and put them on, and the stench in the room disappeared instantly:

"Of course I take care of my daughter."

After saying that, Zhou Fufang waved towards the wooden wall, and a secret door opened. Inside was a small secret room with a large wooden barrel, and white smoke or water vapor was faintly coming out.

"My poor daughter!"

Zhou Fufang was very excited. He walked to the bucket and held the edge of the bucket, and started sobbing: "It's all my father's fault, it's my father's incompetence..."

Atun took a sneak peek and saw only a ball of dark green hair in the bucket, fluffy short hair.

Atun didn't dare to look carefully, for fear of offending the "great god" in front of him, who could easily kill him hundreds of times.

As soon as the secret room was opened, a scent of herbal medicine came out from inside, and the smell was refreshing.

"Senior Zhou, are you sure your daughter is now poisoned by corrosive toxins?"

"Yes. I have removed all the other attached toxins, leaving only the corrosive toxins. I have tried all methods but cannot remove or even reduce this toxin."

After Zhou Fufang calmed down, he answered after a long time: "Perhaps only by finding the corrosion protozoa can we find a way to detoxify it."

"I have killed the Corrosion Protozoa before. I already have the poison of the Corrosion Protozoa in my body. Maybe..."

Atun was not an expert in detoxification, so he started talking aimlessly.

"By the way, you have an anti-corrosion constitution, and your body contains protozoal toxins." Zhou Fufang patted his head and immediately became energetic...

Zhou Fufang pointed to Atun's nose and sniffed: "You just said you wanted to help, didn't you?"

"Yes!" Atun nodded, after all, he couldn't get out of this place even if he didn't want to.

"Okay, let me lend you your kid's blood. If it succeeds, I will give you huge benefits, old man."

Zhou Fufang stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Atun's eyes, as if a burst of light green smoke appeared: "In order to prevent you from going back on your word..."

Before he finished hearing the words, Atun's eyes went dark and he didn't know what was going on.

I don’t know how long it took, but Atun suddenly opened his eyes and sat up...

My first reaction was to look at the mission time: 14 minutes and 57 seconds! There is only so much time left...

"Boy, are you awake?"

Zhou Fufang’s old face smiled like a chrysanthemum:

"Old Zhou, I am very grateful to you for saving my daughter. From now on, you will be my friend, Old Zhou. If you need anything, just ask me, as long as I can do it..."

It could be seen that Zhou Fufang's thin face, which was slightly deformed due to his constant testing of poisons, was filled with gratitude.

Atun looked confused and didn't know what happened just now. He felt a little numbness in his right hand and looked at:

Herbal medicine was applied on the wrist. It was probably because the knife was used when I was asleep...

And behind Zhou Fufang, half of his head poked out:

A woman with short dark green hair like a hedgehog and a face with oval seeds and gray eyes.

"Boy, please introduce me. This is my daughter Yan. She is a little afraid of strangers. Don't mind. This is the first time she has seen a stranger in ten years."

"Senior Zhou! I'm so glad that your wife can recover. I'm..." Atun pointed to his wrist.

"To put it simply, I used your blood to save Yan'er."

"That's good, that's good." Atun was very anxious because there was not much time left for the mission.

"Senior, can you send me out? I'm going to the Elf Temple, and there are only 14 minutes left."

"Dad, my daughter will take him there."

It was a very clear and delicate voice. Except for the first word Aten, which I could hear more clearly, the following words seemed to have not been spoken yet. Perhaps it was due to shyness or recovery from a serious illness.

"But you are still very weak." Zhou Fufang was very concerned.

"My daughter can do it, and with the teacher, she can recover better."

Zhou Yan's physical condition obviously hasn't recovered much yet. Even with such a simple sentence, she can hear her weakness and uneven breathing.

"Okay, Dad listens to you. Dad will prepare something for you."

Zhou Fufang obviously loved his daughter very much and knew her daughter's temper. He couldn't control it, so he said to Atun:

"Boy, my daughter is a natural space magician that is rare to see in the mainland for a century. Before she was poisoned, she was taught by Catalina, the high priest of the Elf Temple. Now she wants to summon a portal to take you there."

"Thank you so much! Senior Zhou!" Atun was so excited that he didn't know what to say when he heard that his escort mission was still possible.

"You kid, don't rush to thank me. Let's not talk about whether my daughter can complete the summoning of the portal because she is so weak. The materials for the portal are not that easy to find, and the time is so tight. I can only try it, Lao Zhou.

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Zhou Fufang said: "Besides, have your enemies come to your door? There seems to be a lot of people gathered nearby."