The Descendants of Wudang In Another World

Monica had imagined many situations, for example, the Centaur did not allow them to enter the tribe, or that the Centaur began to hate them, and so on! However, she had never expected that the Centaur would go to the empty building overnight without even seeing a shadow. Several elves investigated in the centaur tribe for a while, and then walked out, all with heavy expressions, especially Monica, she was the most depressed.

Zhang Hao sat on the ground, slowly regaining the aura in his body. Hearing the movement, he opened his eyes and asked: "What the **** is it? The Centaur race encountered an enemy and was forced to leave, or just simply... without telling. do not."

"I took away all my belongings. I walked very quickly, but I didn't panic. It seemed to have been prepared." A male elf scratched his head and said with inexplicable emotion: "This centaur is here. What's the matter? Even if the scum of our elves are indeed the ones who attacked them, there is no need to scare the whole clan to relocate. We are not so unreasonable people."

More than a hundred elves attacked their tribe for no reason, which is already extremely unreasonable. Monica thought bitterly in her heart. She didn't understand why the Centaur would make such an unexpected move, but one thing she knew very well: From then on, the forest Centaur and the Elves were no longer close allies.

"Are there any other important clues?"

Zhang Hao asked casually, but the elves were very serious, and even replied with a respectful expression: "The centaur's peculiar signpost pattern was left behind. It is estimated that Ubihara and the others have also seen it. The direction of the centaurs and horses is to the southwest."

"That's the direction of the prairie." Monica couldn't help sighing: "It is estimated that they have completely given up on our elves. They will go to their clan. Let’s go to the prairie centaur. It’s close to the orc kingdom. , If they are wooed, the consequences will be unimaginable."

The relationship between the orcs and the elves is very poor. Although the orcs also have powerful races that are good at forest warfare, there are not many people. If they are assisted by the forest centaur whose forest warfare ability is comparable to that of the elves, then Southern Forest The elven territory on the other side of the tail might not be able to be defended.

"His Royal Highness, what should we do now?"

Zhang Hao stood up and sighed: "I don't know about matters in this regard, Monica, what do you think."

"Now the centaur clan is hostile to us, even if we catch up to it, it's useless. What's the use, we will still be attacked by them." Monica pinched her pointed chin while thinking, and said: "This matter Obviously it is inseparable from the demons. I suspect that the massacre of the regular army of the Toshis Neutral Nations was planned by them alone, but I don’t understand why those tribes would follow the orders of the demons. Could it be that they were all caused by the floating-eyed monsters of the demon world. Is it under control? This is unlikely."

A female elf anxiously said: "Then what should we do now? I have to find something to do, otherwise I always feel panic in my heart."

Zhang Hao saw it, and now these elves have begun to feel anxious. They usually despise the Centaur tribe, but in their hearts, how can they not know the importance of the forest Centaur to the elves.

"You don't have to do anything." Monica smiled slightly: "This kind of conflict between races is no longer something that we team leaders and team members can decide. Now we will return to the sanctuary. The whole process of the matter is reported to the Presbyterian Church and the Queen, who will handle it."

The elves thought for a while, and that was all they could do. Later, they set off for the sanctuary. In the middle of the journey, Monica saw the other elves listless and unhappy, so she smiled and said, "You don't need to be so pessimistic. Although we have lost our centaur ally, our mother wakes up. Came here, and..." She glanced at Zhang Hao, and continued: "We also have a powerful dragon knight, His Royal Highness Luo Ye, the revival of the elves is not far away."

As soon as the elves heard it, they felt reasonable, and their mood immediately improved, and they began to talk and laugh. Zhang Hao smiled slightly, and the elves looked at him and said he was humble, but he didn't expect that he was helpless, bitter, and more guilty. He wondered from time to time that he used the appearance of the elves to win the trust and favor of the elves, which could be regarded as a deceit.

Huaihua walked at the end of the team. Hearing the elves' comments, the corners of her lips smiled lightly. She didn't know whether it was sarcasm or it was funny. She glanced at Zhang Hao's back, and for some reason, she suddenly smiled and shook her head.

At noon, they stopped for a rest, because there was no sense of urgency of the task, this time they had extra time to look for delicious fruits around, and the lunch suddenly became rich. Huaihua didn't participate in it because he didn't like to eat ordinary fruits. Moreover, after the dragon became a human form, his energy consumption would be greatly reduced, and he didn't feel hungry.

At the end of the lunch, Monica’s tricolor owl flew back, and brought three female elves. They wondered why Monica and others were here, and they were shocked after they asked what happened. Lost, hurried back to the sanctuary, Zhang Hao and others naturally accompanied.

In the Elf Palace, the Elves of the Elder Congregation, the Empress Moira, the Alternate Queen, and Ann are discussing the Monica Transmission that they received last night. Originally Ann didn't want to participate in it, but the Presbyterian Church and the Queen had been begging her to come and listen anyway. In desperation, she had no choice but to participate. However, she listened more and talked less.

At the end of the meeting, Ann suddenly remembered something. She patted the table lightly, attracted everyone’s attention, and said, “I almost forgot. When my brother and Yinlong duel a few days ago, I voted. The bet is going on. After winning two catties of the old golden dragon's blood, you can divide it. Although it is not a good thing, it is still very useful after it is sprinkled on the body and absorbed."

The elves secretly shook their heads. The mother's knowledge was so extensive that she naturally didn't pay attention to the dragon blood, but for them, it was a very rare and precious thing.

A half-meter-high crystal bottle was suddenly placed on the conference table. The blood doped with gold and red boiled endlessly in it, exuding powerful magical fluctuations. Members of the Council of Elders have already begun to think about how these precious blood should be distributed. They don't know how to use it. After all, they are getting older and their strengths are limited. Those young and talented elves are their key objects of care.

Empress Moira asked suddenly: "Mother, leave at least half to Luo Ye. He is the strongest young man in the clan, and he will be the spiritual leader of our clan in the future."

"Brother doesn't need it." An frowned, "The dragon's blood spilled on him, it was an insult to his noble body. If it was the blood of the Dragon King, he would barely make up for it, a thousand-year-old golden dragon. This qualification."

When the old elves heard this, they were shocked and helpless. But when they thought about it, they found it very reasonable. My mother has experienced the age of the gods, and even the gods have been seen, let alone an old golden dragon that is only a thousand years old. Moreover, from Ann's words, they could hear that Luo Ye's potential would be so great that they could not imagine, and he would definitely support the burden of reviving the elves in the future.

When a group of elves were surprised, the guards outside suddenly came in to report. When An heard this, a smile of joy appeared on his face: "Brother is back?"

Halfway through the conversation, she had already flown to the gate of the palace. It seems that the elders will end here, and the elves nodded to each other, and the queen told the palace to collect the dragon's blood and walked along the palace with everyone.

"Little brother!"

Just now Zhang Haocai stood firm in the palace, and there was a cry of joy from inside. An, wearing a lavender multi-weave silk dress, flew out from the inside. She rushed to Zhang Hao and pulled up his hands, her eyebrows curled up with a smile. Ben: "Brother, I miss you so much. Are you hurt? You look tired. Go, go up, I'll give you a massage!"

The gang of elves next to them were speechless and envious: Mother also spoiled His Royal Highness too much. "

Before Zhang Hao had time to speak, he was pulled up the'giant branch elevator'. Suddenly, Ann remembered Huaihua, waved to her, smiled and said, "Come here with you. Look at the trace on your forehead, I know Yesterday’s movement must have something to do with you."

After Zhang Hao, An, and Huaihua entered the forbidden area of ​​the canopy, the elves had a chance to speak. Empress Moira looked at the few dawn flower elves below and frowned and asked: "The news that you sent back yesterday, elder The meeting and I are clear, but why don’t you stay with the Centaur and buy some time for us, but now you’re back?"

Monica stepped forward, bowed a salute, told the story about what happened, and finally said: "This is no longer within the scope of our handling, so come back and ask the Presbyterian Church and the Queen for advice on how to act in the future."

The queen thought for a while and ordered: "It seems that the Presbyterian Church has to continue, Monica, you and the members of the Dawn Flower Team go back first and stay on standby. There may be new tasks for you at any time."

Monica and the others bowed and left.

An elder looked at the canopy of the world tree and asked, "Should we invite mother down again?"

"No need~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It can be seen that my mother doesn't like government affairs." Moira said intimately: "These troublesome things should be solved by our children and grandchildren. My mother is seriously ill. Ten thousand years, and finally healed, don't let her work anymore."

The elders also felt that Moira's words were reasonable, so they didn't mention the matter again, and went into the palace to continue their discussions.

After Monica and the members of the Dawn Flower Team left the palace, they hurried to the Southern District, where they saw a fresh young tree sapling growing vigorously, and a wooden sign was hung in front of it, which read in Elvish language: Brave and fearless tribe, Dali Su, I hope you can wake up again one day.

Monica and others let go of their hearts instantly, and they felt pain and joy at the same time.

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PS: Tolerant of drowsiness, coded an article, written so-so, not very satisfactory, no one blames it.

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