CHAPTER XXIX
Ziran and Ran Chuan were able to see some scenes in the valley from the cliff, so the gifted elves could naturally see them as well. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Ziran looked at the elven elder's old but heroic cheeks, and looked at his expression, he lowered his head slightly, as if he understood something.
After a moment of silence, he raised his head, looked at the elven elder, and said, "If my guess is correct, you saw what happened on the cliff before, and I admit that I killed them all, but, I think, it is still very good for you. ā
Although the elves love peace by nature, this does not mean that they are stupid, on the contrary, they are very witty, but they do not like to use them. Therefore, Ziran's words, the elf elder understood without thinking.
Those people are obviously coming for their elven clan as well, and if those people spread the news that they are here, they will have almost no shelter and this place will be destroyed.
Ziran killed all those people, so there is no need to worry about the news here leaking out.
Although this was a reasonable reason, it did not mean that he could fully trust the two young men in front of him.
"If I want to break this barrier, I can spread the news directly, I believe that there will be many people who will be willing to break this barrier, and when the time comes, you will be miserable, the reason why I ask you to open this barrier to heal my friends, or I don't want your life to be disturbed and destroyed, doesn't that make you believe?" Ziran looked at the elf elder and said seriously.
The elven elder's face changed slightly, and he was silent, as if he was thinking.
"No matter what you think, can you see death without saving you?" Ziran shouted.
A few more shadows floated beside the elven elder, and it was a few young and lively young men and girls of the elf clan.
It is worthy of being a talented race, even the body and appearance are extremely handsome, the boys are extremely handsome, and the girls are fairies in the world.
"Wow, is he the guy who killed people on the cliff? It's scary. An extremely petite elven girl hid beside the elder, looking at Zi Ran, her little face looked a little scared.
Ziran's face became very stiff, and he was silent for a long time, before he pulled out an extremely ugly smile, and then said, "Little sister, in fact, I am still a very kind and good person. ā
Even he felt that this was false, and he even thought that he had never said such a false word in his life for half his life, and even Ran Chuan on the side couldn't help frowning.
What about it? Yes? You say you're a good person? You're mocking the really good guys in the world, aren't you?
If you don't even believe in yourself, how can you make others believe it?
An elven boy next to him, who looked a little older, said with some hesitation, "However, that person looks very badly injured, and it has been delayed for a long time, if he is not treated, his injuries may die." ā
When Ziran heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he felt that he was able to meet a confidant in this deep mountain and old forest, which was really the favor of fate.
"Yes, yes, saving a life is better than building seven broken towers, or saving people." Ziran expressed his approval very much, looking at the young man of the elf clan, his eyes were full of appreciation.
But this is not something that can be solved by his appreciation, and several young boys and girls seem to have some disagreements, and they are chattering and discussing.
What to discuss, what to discuss, isn't it okay for a man to call the shots about this kind of thing? I think what the little brother said just now is good, let's treat the disease and save people first, Ziran thought in his heart.
But in fact, it was the elven elder who made the final decision.
"Don't make any noise," there was a long silence before the elven elder finally spoke. The young men and girls of the elven clan who were discussing on the side suddenly fell silent, and then he continued, "It's better to save people first, but your knife can't be brought in." ā
"Okay, thank you, senior." Ziran lowered his head slightly, looking respectful.
Seeing that the elder had made a decision, several elven boys and girls stopped talking.
With a wave of his palm, the elder stopped moving. Zi Ran's eyes were slightly condensed, and the scene in front of him did not change in the slightest, but Zi Ran could clearly feel that a door appeared in the invisible enchantment in front of him.
I don't know how this elf elder did it, but he opened the enchantment with just a wave of his sleeve. Ziran's eyes were full of admiration.
"This enchantment is an enchantment arranged by our clan a hundred years ago with the strength of the whole clan, and there are only a few people who have the right to open it, and I am one of them." The elf elder looked at Ziran and said.
Ziran bowed his head, and then walked in with Ranchuan.
The moment Ziran walked in, he could clearly feel that the opened door had quietly closed, and the enchantment was already solid.
So Ziran hung his head slightly, looking more honest.
But this still did not affect his gaze to look around, and when he walked into the valley, he found that those ancient and dense giant trees had an incomparably distant aura, and all kinds of fruits hung on the branches, exuding an extremely attractive aroma.
I don't know if I like to wear it or if I don't have any clothes to wear, the people of the elf clan are all made of leaves, big leaves, and small leaves, which looks natural.
After Ziran was friendly and low-key enough, the boys and girls of the elf clan finally came forward curiously and lively, and kept asking about some things from the outside world.
Ziran explained with a smile, because even he knew a lot of things because they asked.
Crossing the small river in the middle of the valley and bypassing an ancient tree, the elven elder finally stopped, he looked at Ziran and said, "You stay here, I'll take her to heal her injuries." ā
Ziran saw a hint of warning in his gaze, and then he smiled and lowered his head.
Although the elven clan is born to not fight, they are all gifted races, and they are born with infinite energy in their bodies, and Ziran is just a cultivator of the Qi Condensation Realm, so naturally they don't dare to be too presumptuous.
After several young elven boys and girls lingered beside him for a while, they felt that this guy was so boring, and the questions they answered were all absent-minded and perfunctory, and then they vibrated their transparent wings and floated away.
Zi Ran was happy to be quiet, looked at the ancient tree beside him that I don't know how many people could hold, and then sat on the root of its protruding ground, and lay down beautifully.
Having solved one thing, Ziran relaxed and began to think about something.
His idea a few years ago was to find the enemies who slaughtered his village, and then kill them, but the pain of those unwilling or angry or fearful faces in his heart, let himself no longer have that thought, and then live a good relaxed life with Ziyan.