Runeland: My Cold Fox Chinese version of the game

To be honest, although their tribe's previous environment was poor, they were not unable to survive, they were just a little weak.

Levika said that the current situation was fatal.

Levika concluded:

"We can only hope for your help."

"I hope that with the concerted efforts of you and other allies, we can regain our territory - Koen Temple, and move Kunlong back! The monks will help you!"

Xia frowned and looked at the barrenness around her.

She hesitated to speak, but finally blurted out in anger and confusion: "You want us to help humans regain a Kunlong? We fight with humans?"

"We have heard of your great victory." Levika nodded slightly, with a hint of awe in his tone.

Xia raised her eyes slightly, her eyes sharp, and corrected:

"What you heard is that we destroyed Kunlong in the Hos Valley and liberated the Koshala tribe."

Levika paused, and was about to continue talking about the kindness of the monks in the Koen Temple.

"The monks of Koen are..." Levika's words were not finished yet, and were ruthlessly interrupted by Xia.

"Human! They are human!"

Xia's voice was sharp and fierce.

At this moment, Xia had regarded the respected old man in front of her as an old stubborn old man who was stubborn and asked:

"Why should we care about the meaningless fights between humans? Why should you care?"

"They have long regarded magic and us as heretics and strangled them at will! You actually asked us to help those executioners? Old man, are you confused?"

Elder Levika's face sank.

"The monks and the equilibrium have helped us!" The elder's eyes then turned to Luo on the side.

Luo Zheng was seen lying on a boulder beside him, humming an unknown ballad as if nothing had happened.

Luo seemed to be oblivious to the fierce quarrel in front of him.

Or perhaps he simply did not take the identity of the elder seriously.

Elder Levika was angry, but after looking at the powerful war dancers and purple crows in the rumors, he suppressed his anger.

The atmosphere between the two sides became a little solemn.

After a moment of silence, Xia spoke coldly:

"Since I have received the request, I will take action."

"But there is one thing I can tell you clearly, we will only destroy the Kunlong - it is absolutely impossible to hand it over to any human."

Hearing this, Elder Levika's face instantly became ugly, veins popped out on his forehead, and he shouted incomprehensibly:

"If you do that, the entire valley town will be in vain!"

"All the houses, buildings, streets, and the farmlands and orchards that the innocent people rely on for their livelihood, everything will be reduced to nothing and completely destroyed!"

"This will cause an irreversible disaster!"

"Indeed." Xia nodded slightly to show her agreement, but there was no ripple in her beautiful purple eyes, only chilling coldness.

"Countless lives will be lost because of this!" The elder widened his eyes and looked at the cold and ruthless woman in front of him in disbelief.

The elder was full of doubts and shock. He really couldn't understand how this beautiful Lorant tribe in front of him could be so hard-hearted and cruel.

It's just a snake.

"Yes, many people will die, but those are humans." Xia corrected the elder expressionlessly. The life and death of these humans had nothing to do with her.

For Xia, those who are not of my race must have different hearts. She has always had a deep hatred for the humans who bully the Vastaya.

"What if humans want to take back their land one day? How should we deal with it then? Are we just going to sit there and wait for death?"

The elder asked worriedly. He knew the power of humans very well. If a conflict really broke out, their tribe would definitely be finished.

"As long as you have powerful magic, you will naturally be able to defend this land." Xia answered lightly. She was confident in the power of Vastaya.

Elder Levika could no longer suppress his anger. He was furious and yelled at Xia at the top of his lungs:

"Who do you think you are! Talking to an elder like this! Do you understand humans? Have you seen the Battle of Placidum?"

"Master Ninja! Master Wuji! Have you seen the Zan Family War Dance?"

As a respected elder, he was actually contradicted and refuted by a young junior. This made him feel humiliated. He was so angry that his face turned red and his whole body trembled.

Xia said expressionlessly: "I haven't seen it, but I know that as long as we can take back the power that belongs to Vastaya, nothing can compete with us!"

Levika roared:

"Stop talking nonsense! Here, it's your turn to fight against us.You are not the one to quibble, little girl! You know nothing at all, yet you dare to talk nonsense here. "

"Our demands have been made very clear! I just want you to help me take back Kunlong!"

"Don't think that you can be arrogant just because you have made some military achievements. No matter how great your achievements are..."

Just before the words fell completely, Luo stood up suddenly like an arrow from a bow.

His movements were swift and powerful, bringing a gust of wind, and even stirring the surrounding air slightly.

Luo's figure was like a flash of lightning, rushing along the edge of the crowd.

Luo was like a ferocious predator, surrounding his prey with a thunderous force.

Blink of an eye In the blink of an eye, Luo had already cut off the guys' retreat, stood in front of the guards, and moved forward.

The only warriors in the village witnessed this scene. They did not dare to stop this powerful war dancer, and subconsciously made way.

Luo passed through the crowd, and suddenly jumped up, jumping onto the turtle-shaped boulder as lightly as a bird flying into the forest.

The elder was sitting on the stone, and was almost scared to fall off by Luo who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Old fool, be careful! "Luo stretched out a hand and grabbed Levika, preventing him from falling.

Then Luo looked down at the old man in front of him, his eyes as sharp as a hawk, locking onto him tightly.

For a moment, the atmosphere around became extremely solemn, and everyone held their breath.

The warriors of the tribe were afraid of Xia Luo, but also wanted to protect the elders.

After a moment of silence, Luo finally broke the deadlock.

Luo asked coldly: "Do you really want me to shut you up with my own hands?"

Levika looked at Luo, who was close at hand and had a stern face, and a chill rose in his heart.

He noticed that none of his guards dared to approach the famous war dancer.

The elder was also a little panicked under the threat of force.

Then, he stumbled and answered: "I... I absolutely do not mean to belittle Purple Crow! "

There was a hint of trepidation in his words.

However, Luo was not moved by Levika's explanation.

He still stared at the other party with a gloomy face, and expressed his dog-licking philosophy:

"Every word Xia said is full of wisdom and good advice, and it is also the unquestionable truth."

"So, when Xia speaks, you must listen carefully to what she says, and keep your mouth shut, especially pay attention to the tone of your voice."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid there will be some difficult problems between us that are difficult to solve. "

When he said the last few words, Luo deliberately emphasized his tone, and the warning was self-evident.

Xia looked at Luo who was serious, raised her eyebrows, and thought to herself, this guy is really right!

Luo jumped down from the towering boulder lightly and landed steadily like a flying bird.

The wrinkled and weathered elder Levika looked at Luo and Xia earnestly, and pleaded with a trembling voice:

"My tribe has gone through vicissitudes, and now I just want to return to the peaceful and peaceful times of the past."

"The monks of Koen, they have never violated their promise to us and have always protected us."

"We are completely different from you. We don't like fighting by nature and are definitely not warmongers. "

Luo said nothing and walked towards Xia silently. He gently shook the green feather on his head.

Then, he casually picked his furry ears.

Xia's beautiful but frosty face stared straight at the elder, her eyes flashing coldly like stars in the cold night.

She opened her red lips and responded coldly:

"Warrior? What do you mean by this? We, the Lorant people, are not warlike people! But what can we do?"

"Can we, the Vastaya, only disappear in silence without any resistance?"

"If that's the case, then I would rather choose to explode in anger in this silence, even if it's just a flash in the pan, I want the world to witness my dazzling fireworks! "

Xia's will was very firm.

Faced with Xia who was not afraid of death, the cowardly elder was frightened and silent, not daring to say another word.

The other guards were also afraid of the majestic Xia Luo, and the surroundings fell into a suffocating silence.

After a long time, Xia seemed to suddenly realize that her words just now were too intense. She lowered her head slightly, bowed deeply to Elder Levika, and said apologetically:

"I'm really sorry, Elder Levika, please forgive my impulsiveness. I have no intention of belittling your tribe, so please don't take it to heart. "

Then Xia walked into the tribe, saying:

"I smell it, you are afraid. Fear of humans, fear of us, fear is not shameful."

"But as long as you still rely on humans to keep their promises, your tribe will never be free. And this is what I fear. "

I haven't seen any children in this village! You should know how long it has been since your village has had a child?"

"--Please look around you. There are only a few of you left, and this may have nothing to do with the newly appeared group of Piltover people?"

"But in the area we passed, the Vastaya people hope that new children will be born-because, after so long, magic is finally free!"

Vastaya is very special. The decline of natural magic can even reduce fertility.

A large amount of natural magic must be infused, and the nourishment of wild magic must be injected.

Xia slowly turned her head and scanned the dense crowd around her, making a brief but meaningful eye contact with every Vastaya.

"Luo and I have fought against this group of Yanlei before!" Her voice was clear and loud, reaching everyone's ears clearly.

They all looked at Xia.

Xia said with a pretentious girl's coldness:

"They have another name - 'Shadow Stream'. These guys are extremely dangerous, and their danger is far beyond your imagination."

"But don't worry, we are willing to stand up for you and fight bravely to the end! As for those Piltover ladies, don't worry about them! I heard that they don't even know magic!"

Having said this, Xia relaxed a little, and she was sure of victory. She continued:

"From now on, you don't need those so-called honors and oaths to bind you tightly to the group of Koen monks."

"We will give you a rare opportunity to give you the power to retake your homeland."

"And all this requires is that you can muster up the courage to firmly accept the advice we give, and protect everything that should belong to you without hesitation!"

Xia has never been to school, and the Lorant tribe does not have this condition. Her handwriting is as bad as a dog's crawl, but perhaps every tribe will produce a few natural speakers.

There is no doubt that Xia's words are full of bewitching meaning.

During this period, the elder stared at Xia, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

After a long time, he finally broke the silence and responded:

"You are really as brave and fearless as the rumors outside, Xia from the Lothlan tribe, we sincerely appreciate your kindness to our tribe."

The elder sighed and looked at his tribesmen, wondering why there was no such outstanding new generation in his tribe.

"We will carefully consider the opinions you just raised. Tomorrow morning, we will give you a clear answer." The elder nodded and slowly got up from the boulder.

Luo Ze turned his head to look at Xia and asked softly: "So, are we going to spend the night here tonight?"

Xia thought for a while and nodded slightly, indicating her agreement:

"We can't show our faces in front of too many people. The bastards of the Shadow Stream know us. Things will be accomplished by secrecy, and words will fail!"