The Chiba Forest is actually only one of the smaller of the many forests in the southernmost part of the Elven Continent, and there are not many powerful magical beasts, but for the surrounding villages, it belongs to the forbidden land, and the low-level magical beasts living in it are still invincible with the strength of the village, so people do not dare to go deep into the jungle, at most they only move around the forest. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

When Hirea reached the edge of the forest, it was late in the evening, and he built a campfire and ate some dry food he bought along the way. As it darkened, Shirea silently stared ahead. The deep forest of Chiba at night is like a lurking giant beast that can swallow the person who enters at any time, and from the depths of the dense forest, it seems that the roar of the demonic beast can be faintly heard.

At this time, the knowledge obtained from the usual reading came to my heart, and the demonic beasts on the elven continent were divided into nine levels, and the first to third levels belonged to the primary demonic beasts; Levels four to six belong to medium magical beasts; And those above the seventh level belong to the high-level demonic beasts, like the area of the Chiba Forest is still relatively small, and it cannot give birth to high-level demonic beasts, and it is recorded that the highest level is only a fourth-level demonic beast, but this fourth-level demonic beast is obviously unimaginable to Shirea, and its strength is far greater than that of the spirit master. Now with his skills, even if he encounters a first-level demonic beast, he can only escape, and if he encounters a slightly powerful demonic beast, he can't even escape, so every step must be planned.

Just as Shirea was meditating, a purple streamer crossed the sky, and a terrifying pressure immediately descended on him, Shirea immediately lay on the ground, at this time he had an illusion as if he had a mountain on his back, and he couldn't even move, "What is this?" Shirea thought in horror.

The streamer was then thrown into the jungle, like a stone, thrown into the water and caused countless ripples, for a while, the jungle suddenly boiled, and there were bursts of terrifying screams of demonic beasts, and some demonic beasts even fled out of the forest in a panic.

Shirea was now very conflicted, on the one hand, he was very frightened by the terrifying pressure and his own helplessness, and on the other hand, he was still a child, and children always had a strong curiosity, and this Shirea was no exception, and he strongly wanted to know what was inside that streamer. In the end, curiosity triumphed over fear. Moreover, the commotion just now had temporarily dispersed the terrifying demonic beasts around him, and if he didn't leave at this time, he clenched his fists tightly and made up his mind, walking towards the place where the streamer disappeared.

At this moment, the forest at night seems extremely silent, only the sound of insects can be heard from the surrounding squirrel, the purple light has not disappeared, like a bright lamp, guiding Shirea to the destination, when approaching the light source, Shirea can't help but hold his breath, bend down, and use the surrounding weeds as a cover to secretly march, these are the experiences he has accumulated in the process of surviving in the dense forest, which has turned into an instinct, and it can also be said to be a means of survival for the weak.

When he arrived at the destination, he gently picked up the grass and looked at it, and suddenly he was stunned, lying in the grass was a beautiful woman, a tight purple armor shining, just enough to wrap the beautiful body, white thighs and plump breasts were boldly exposed, seeing this, little Hirea's face immediately turned red. Look at her face again, indescribably amazing, the long purple hair is scattered like a tassel, the skin that is blown and broken, like a pearl, like ivory shimmering with a moving luster, the goose-egg-shaped face plate is delicately inlaid with a delicate mouth, a straight nose, slender eyebrows and a pair of beautiful and moving Danfeng eyes. In particular, the pair of pointed ears buried deep in the purple hair revealed her identity - it was actually an elf, and at least belonged to the high elf race, because only the high elves could take on a human form.

At this moment, the beautiful woman seemed to be experiencing some great suffering, her long eyelashes were constantly twitching because of the pain, which was extremely pitiful, and Shirea looked down and finally found the source of the woman's pain—there was a terrible wound on her chest, and this blood was bubbling up, obviously she had been extremely fatally injured, who was so cruel that she would do such a murder to such a beautiful sister!

At this time, Shireya couldn't take care of much, and hurriedly ran over to help the woman up, shouting as she ran: "Sister, what's wrong with you?" ”

Suddenly, a repulsive force emanated, and Shirea couldn't stop her body, and immediately fell to the side. The woman looked at him vigilantly and said coldly, "Stay away from me, don't worry about you." ”

The woman's voice was pleasant, but unfortunately it was too cold, and Shirea was a little scared, but seeing that her chest was still bleeding, she still stood up and continued to walk towards the woman, and said: "Sister, you are seriously injured, and if you don't treat it, your life will be in danger!" ”

"Don't worry about it, humans are cunning, and in order to increase their strength, how many of our compatriots have been captured." The woman sneered.

In her opinion, the elves are free, and the human beings are despicable, imprisoning her kind and integrating them into their own ascension power, not to mention that the woman knows nothing more about her own physical condition, her elf heart has been broken, and it can be said that she will definitely die, and she will soon return to nature.

She is not afraid of death, in the eyes of the elves, death is to throw into the arms of the gods of nature, just another state of life form, the ancestors of the elves are from the elements of nature, and even now, there are constantly the birth of the intelligent elven race, the elves are proud, they think they are the rulers of this world, so the elves can only be defeated and killed, but they cannot be enslaved and conquered.

Shirea saw the blood flowing from the woman's chest and her painful expression, and suddenly became emotional. He had experienced too many partings and deaths, and he didn't want to see anyone die again, especially the beautiful woman in front of him. Thinking of this, his tears couldn't stop flowing, he raised his head and said firmly: "It's not what you think, I just want to save you." ”

Perhaps feeling the outpouring of his true feelings, the woman was a little moved, and her tone couldn't help but soften and said, "It's useless, I'm dying." ”

But Shirea didn't care so much, she still ran to her side firmly, carefully cleaned the wound, took out the herbs she carried with her and applied it to her wound, she felt that the pain was relieved to a certain extent, and suddenly became curious, and exuded her divine sense to probe the little boy, and the results of the probe surprised her! She didn't even feel a trace of cultivation in the child! How is this possible!

Any race born in the Elven Continent will have a certain amount of cultivation, this kind of cultivation is strong and weak, but there will always be a little, but in the little boy, she can't feel the slightest fluctuation of Yuan force, which subverts her cognition! I couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why can't I feel a trace of Yuan Force fluctuations in you?" ”

Shirea, who was busy, paused for a moment after hearing this, and his expression suddenly darkened, and he said, "I can't cultivate." But then his expression became firm: "But I will work hard, I must become stronger!" Then he got busy again, taking care of his wounds.

The woman already felt that she was getting weaker and weaker, her life force was constantly passing, the pain on the wound was numb, but the wound of her heart could not be healed...... Are rights really that important to him?

In contrast, a little boy who doesn't know each other can do his best to save himself, which is very rare in the elven continent of the jungle, thinking of this, she asked again: "Hey, why did you save me?" ”

When Shirea heard this, he became confused: "Do you need a reason to save people?" Sister, don't talk much, rest well, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, you must live strongly! ”

"Are you alive and well?" The woman smiled, rekindling hope for life. She began to hesitate, she was undoubtedly proud of being an elven royal family, the elven royal clan had never bowed to foreign clans, if once captured, the elven clan would choose to burn the jade, otherwise she would be spurned by the clansmen.

But she clearly felt warmth, persistence and touching in this little boy she had never met, which she had never experienced since she was born, and she always felt so wonderful. The woman silently thought: Maybe he can be trusted. So she made up her mind and said to Shirea: "Little brother, remember that my name is Ziyue, what is your name?" ”

Shirea said, "My name is Shirea. ”

Ziyue said again: "Now give me the sword you carry." ”

Shirea was stunned.

Ziyue smiled slowly at him, "Aren't you trying to save me?" ”

Shirea took off the big sword and handed it to Ziyue in confusion, only to see her holding the sword in both hands, and began to recite the obscure elven language in her mouth, and a complicated pattern gradually appeared in the air, Shirea suddenly opened her mouth in surprise, this pattern suddenly shrank rapidly, shooting towards his eyebrows, he instinctively wanted to dodge, but found that he couldn't move at all, the pattern did not enter his eyebrows, he only felt that there was something more in his mind. But the next scene surprised him even more, only to see the spirit armor on Ziyue's body turn into a light veil, and then she grabbed the tip of the sword and slammed it into her chest.

"Don't!" Shirea wanted to reach out to stop it, but it was too late, the big sword sank deep into Ziyue's chest, and at this time, he noticed that the form of the big sword began to change, as if it was absorbing Ziyue's life force, and suddenly ten thousand rays of light bloomed, stabbing him so that he couldn't open his eyes.

After a while, when he opened his eyes again, he found that Ziyue's body had become illusory, and then gradually disappeared into the air, replaced by a purple greatsword suspended in front of him, the hilt of this bigsword was as crystal clear as a purple crystal, and the pattern of the dragon was depicted on it, and a beautiful red gemstone was embedded in the center, which was set off by the gold-inlaid pattern around it, shining brightly, and the sword body was also different from the ordinary big sword, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, and the whole body was translucent, emitting bursts of cold light, and the root of the big sword was not a regular straight line, It is wavy, and the central spine of the sword seems to be cast from gold, and there are countless mysterious patterns carved on it, which looks mysterious and luxurious, and the whole sword shows a noble, elegant and domineering atmosphere.

In normal times, if Shirea had such a big sword in front of him, he would be overjoyed and overwhelmed, but now this sword was exchanged for his sister's life, he did not feel the slightest joy, but felt extremely sad, and muttered to himself: "Sister, why do you think so much, I don't know you, why did you do this for me?" ”

Suddenly, there was a trance in his brain, as if there was an additional voice, "Stinky boy, I'm not dead yet!" Shirea was stunned, and the strange things he had encountered today alone seemed to be more than the total number of strange things he had encountered since he was a child!

The voice was like Ziyue's voice, and after a pause, he said: "I am currently using a contract to communicate with you, and the contract is a means that only the elven royal family has, and now my soul has become one with your sword, which means that I have become the instrument spirit of your great sword." ”

After learning this information, Shirea's heart seemed to be overturned: "Sister, why did you become a machine spirit?" ”

The voice sneered, "What's so strange about this? We High Elves are also elves, essentially the same as the lower elves, except that we have souls and intelligence and can reproduce like other races. ”

Shireya was stunned for a while, as if in a dream, and Ziyue said again: "But you are too weak to exert my little strength, but you can rest assured in the future, I will cover you and ensure that you can walk sideways." ”

Shirea smiled bitterly: "Sister, is there any way to restore you?" ”

Ziyue said lonely: "It's impossible, the contract has been made, I will become one with your soul, and I will never be separated again, from now on, we will live and die together, share hardships, once you embark on the path of cultivation, our union will only get closer and closer." ”

Then she became excited again: "But you kid don't think anything wrong, I won't give in to your ......"

Shireya was very dazed when he heard this, he only knew two things: first, Sister Ziyue did not die, but became the sword spirit of his big sword; Second, he could start cultivating from now on, and when he thought of this, he couldn't help but feel excited, he hugged the big sword and said excitedly: "Don't worry, Sister Ziyue, I will definitely protect you." ”

A shy voice sounded in his head: "Put me down quickly, look at your dirty hands!" ”

Shirea smirked, and if a passerby passed by at this time, he would definitely think that something was wrong with his brain. But the sword was a bit too conspicuous, and Shirea thought it would be nice if it could be made less conspicuous.

As soon as he thought of this, a voice suddenly sounded in his head, which startled him, "You want me to be less conspicuous?" It's true that I'm too noble, too beautiful, too attractive, and that's a bit of a problem. ”

Shirea felt a chill, but still asked curiously, "How do you know my thoughts?" ”

Ziyue said proudly: "Isn't this nonsense, our souls have already been connected, I naturally know what you think, then again, you don't have any dirty thoughts in the future, otherwise be careful that I hit you!" ”

At this time, the shape of the sword changed, and it changed back to its original black sword, and Shirea carried it on his back.

A voice sounded in my head again: "Let's leave quickly, I already feel that the demonic beasts around me are returning." ”

When Shirea heard this, how dare he stay? Hurry to the edge of the jungle.