The Descendants of Wudang In Another World

The forest finally calmed down, the black dragon ran away, and Huaihua turned back into a human form. Without the threat of these two giant beasts, the small animals and insects began to scream, and the night-type monsters gradually dared to let go of their guts and start hunting. Perhaps it was the influence of the remaining Longwei, but they did not dare to approach the place where the two dragons were fighting.

Zhang Hao slowly walked in the forest, swinging three swords, Xianli was wiped out. Different from the internal force that can be restored by meditation and breath adjustment anytime and anywhere, immortal energy must be absorbed slowly in a quiet place with sufficient spiritual energy. The absorption of high-level energy is naturally more troublesome than low-level energy.

Huaihua followed Zhang Hao, her forehead was flushed with the size of a baby's palm. That was the part where Anya had smashed the scales. Although the treatment had been used, there were still traces left. It was temporarily in a few days. Will not disappear.

She watched Zhang Hao walk step by step, and stopped talking. The experience of shared adversity can easily bring the distance, not to mention the ambiguity of the dragon knight oath, she has completely put aside the prejudice against her dragon knight, and deliberately wants to fly back to the elf sanctuary with Zhang Hao on her back, just that sentence 'I will never ride on you in the future', making her hesitate, unable to put down her face.

The lonely forest with no one, the moonlight is faint, and a man and a woman are alone. This scene is very ambiguous, Huaihua also feels the same, which makes her feel very awkward. But Zhang Hao didn't. He walked in front and couldn't see Huaihua's strange expression. More thoughts were put on cultivation.

He was quietly reminiscing about the feeling of the immortal sword taking his time out of his body, and even more reminiscent of the immortal power flowing from the inner alchemy. After passing through the meridian, he secretly wrote down the names of these meridians, maybe next time You can use it when you are in retreat.

The ambiguous time did not last long, not long, there will be a few more elves in the forest. Monica and the others saw that the fighting here stopped and Long Wei disappeared, so they came to look for Zhang Hao. After all, he was the younger brother Sekai Shuan admitted personally, and the elves didn't want to see what he had missed.

Seeing the elf coming, Huaihua suddenly felt that the ambiguous atmosphere suddenly lightened, and she let out a long sigh of relief.

"His Royal Highness, are you okay?" Monica rushed over, ignoring the difference between men and women. She checked again and after confirming that Zhang Hao had not received anything, she let out a long sigh of relief: "Great, if Your Excellency is injured, I really don’t know how to confess to the mother tree."

Monica’s expression is not false, she is indeed very worried about Zhang Hao, but it is not because she is afraid of not being able to confess to Ann, as she said. The moment she protected her behind, she regarded Zhang Hao as the kind of comrade-in-arms and friend who could kill her.

"What can happen!" Zhang Hao smiled: "How about the friends of the centaur family?"

Monica looked on one. He said: "Let’s go, because the attackers are indeed our elves. After Ubihara accepted it and woke up, they kept asking us what’s the matter, but we couldn’t answer, what are they saying? Without saying, we left angrily. Alas, we don’t know what to do at all, and why the tribe would attack our allies. We can’t understand.”

Zhang Hao couldn't understand, but this was the internal affairs of the elves, and he was unwilling to intervene too much.

"How come these people, and others?"

Monica sighed and shook her head: "The other people rushed back to the sanctuary with the body of Dalisu, to see if it was too late to transform him into a sapling. I hope to catch up in time."

Only the old elves will automatically transform into a green tree after death. If the young elves die, they must borrow the magic of natural sacrifice before they can become small saplings. If the soul is lucky enough to be preserved, it may be reborn with a few memories in hundreds of years.

"His Royal Highness, your body seems to be very weak?" Monica finally discovered that Zhang Hao was walking slowly, and his body was a little floating, as if he were stepping lightly. The elves are agile, and this rarely happens.

"It's nothing, it's just a little loose, it will be fine in a while."

Monica nodded very understandingly: "Although we can't see the battle situation on the spot, the rest of Longwei alone can already reduce our strength by a large part, especially during the last stage. The power of the black dragon has almost doubled. We are almost unable to move from such a distance. One can imagine how hard your Highness has worked."

"It's not dangerous, it's just a little laborious. Compared with the previous two times, this battle can be regarded as confident and fearless." With the fairy sword in hand, as long as the enemy is not too strong or too numerous, he will There is a fighting force.

Monica was very curious when she heard this: "Have you ever met someone more powerful than this black dragon before?"

When these words came out, not only the elves around, but even Huaihua became curious. Especially Huaihua, although she was lying on the ground at the time, she saw all Zhang Hao's power of the three swords in her eyes, and she was greatly shocked. She secretly made a comparison, let alone her, even the Dragon King of the Silver Dragon clan came, and in front of that kind of attack, she had to run away. After receiving the double sacrifice, the black sky curtain definitely had the strength of the thirteenth order, but she was still beaten up. She really couldn't imagine who could make her dragon knight feel dangerous.

As Zhang Hao walked, he waved his hand and said, "No, it's a lot worse than the black dragon. It's just that I was very weak at the time. If it weren't for luck, someone saved me and I would have died long ago."

Zhang Hao’s words revealed a lot of information. If it is a human nobleman, it may be imaginative, but the elves are not so mindful. Even the astute Monica did not delve into it, but asked curiously: "His Royal Highness, Can you talk to us?"

"There is nothing to say, just some absurd things."

Seeing Zhang Hao, all the elves looked disappointed. But they did not force it. After all, the elves are a race that respects privacy. They value personal privacy very much and will not inquire about it lightly.

Huaihua knew Zhang Hao's true identity and knew that he was not an elf. Yan suddenly had the idea of ​​investigating his previous deeds. There was no malice in this, she was simply curious about what kind of person her dragon knight was before.

A group of people walked quietly with Zhang Hao, too slow. Monica thought for a while, and said, "His Royal Highness, how about I carry you on your back? Your body is weak, and the night temperature in the forest is very low, making it easier to catch a cold."

Zhang Hao was so embarrassed to let a beautiful lady carry him, and shook his head vigorously when he heard the words. Monica turned her eyes and immediately understood Zhang Hao's scruples, and smiled lightly: "Then let your dragon fly back to the centaur station."

Huaihua's body stiffened slightly after hearing this, and his expression was extremely strange.

Zhang Hao was surprised: "Aren't we going back to the sanctuary directly?"

"Ubi Labi is becoming more and more hostile to our elves. There is clearly the shadow of the demons. Before things can be undone, we must go to the centaur station." Monica sighed in distress. "Hey, how could this happen? Why did they attack their allies. I guess that the Centaur would want us to die now. The only thing that can calm them down and talk to the Centaur patriarch on an equal footing is now the only one. If you wait until the Presbyterian Church It may be too late for people to come."

Zhang Hao stopped: "But I don't have the skills in politics or diplomacy."

"No, you just need to drag it for a day and wait until the elders send someone over. I have let my tricolor owl bring news to the royal family." Monica smiled slightly: "Besides, I will too. Don’t worry if you are on the sidelines to help you."

"It seems that time is in a hurry."

"It's true, but if you take the flying dragon to the Centaur tribe, you will have plenty of time."

Zhang Hao looked back at Huaihua, only to see her head down and her expression unclear. Remembering the agreement with her, Zhang Hao had to tell a little lie: "Huaihua's wings were injured a bit in the battle. It is not convenient to fly."

Monica smiled narrowly: "Then we are the only ones who walk down the temple with our backs. By the way, Your Highness, are you asking the male compatriots to carry you, or... I will carry you?"

When the elves heard this, they all smiled. They were not surprised to see Monica blatantly molesting His Royal Highness. On the contrary, they thought it was funny. This kind of thing is very common in a race dominated by women. . Forest elf females are not as conservative and passive as humans imagine when it comes to love. Instead, they are very proactive.

Monica said to Zhang Hao that she had no good feelings. UU reading www.uukanshu.com was a lie, but it couldn't talk about love. It was equivalent to a kind joke among familiar friends.

"No need, I have a solution." Zhang Hao now has a new perspective on Monica. When he gets along with her as a human, there is always a sense of distrust that is guarded against. Now he is an elf. Monica was much closer to him, and even started joking.

Zhang Hao took out a small white fruit from Xujiezi. This was food that Ann gave him, and it was also a gift he planned to keep Alicia, but now he had to eat it.

Ann is the world tree, the ancestor of all trees, and the fruit from her body naturally contains a certain aura of Yimu. In the envy and greedy gaze of the elves, Zhang Hao swallowed Guo in one bite, and then meditated on the spot. After a few minutes, he stood up and his face was obviously much better.

One fruit does not bring much immortal power, but it is enough to perform light work.

The next thing was much simpler. Zhang Hao, Huaihua and the elves rushed to the centaur tribe overnight and arrived at their destination when the sky was light. Then they were all dumbfounded. There was only an empty city in front of him, and none of the centaur was seen, and people went to the empty building.

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