The leaves that Luo Jia had just touched were suddenly out of her hands.

"Don't move, I haven't finished picking it yet!"

She stepped forward and took the leaf again.

The purple disciple stood still and did not dare to move again.

Luo Jia carefully helped him pluck all the leaves on his hair, and then smoothed his hair.

She was originally an unintentional act of kindness, but she had no idea how the purple disciples were suffering at this time.

It's not when you look at her, it's not when you don't look at it, and you can't help but want to see it.

There is a voice in my heart shouting feverishly - "kiss her, hug her ......"

Then, another voice stood up - "Bastard, no, she's Luo Jia, your best friend, how can you have such dirty thoughts about her......"

"Purple disciple, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Jia sensely noticed that something was wrong with the purple disciple in front of him, and asked with concern.

"Huh? …… I ......" Zitu responded, his eyes fell on her face, and he hurriedly moved away, "It's okay!" ”

"But......" Luo Jia turned sideways slightly, staring at his face, "Your face is a little wrong, is it not feeling well?" ”

She looked at him suspiciously, feeling her gaze move downward, and Zitu shrank up in a panic, turned sharply, and turned his back to her.

"I said it's okay, it's okay, let's go back first, it's not safe here......"

Luo Jia raised her eyebrows a little puzzled, she didn't know what was wrong with the purple disciple, but she felt that he had a point, and looked around at the moment.

At this glance, I couldn't help but widen my eyes.

At the moment when she turned around, an arrow had silently shot from a distance, approaching the back of the purple disciple's heart.

"Be careful!"

Instinctively exclaimed, Luo Jia rushed over without thinking about it, blocking in front of him, and at the same time raised his right hand and released the vine shield.

This arrow, extremely fast.

By the time her shield appeared, the arrows had already rushed in front of her.

The shield had formed, and the arrow had been shot into her chest.

Fortunately, the shield was formed and stuck in the tail of the arrow, which was only a flesh wound, and did not really hurt the internal organs.

Despite this, the pain was still unbearable, and Luo Jia snorted unconsciously.

Because the purple disciple has been in a very good mood, his vigilance is naturally disturbed by the flustered mood, and by the time he reacts, it is too late to return to protect Luo Jia.

Seeing that the little girl snorted and turned upside down towards him.

He felt as if his heart had been hit by an arrow, and it was extremely painful.

Stretching out his arm to take her upside down, he shook his right arm, and the long knife was already in hand.

The sword wind passed, and the giant tree broke off at the waist, and the elf hiding behind the tree was directly shocked by his force, vomiting blood and dying.

At this time, Lotta and several other elves heard the sound and quickly rushed over.

The purple disciple swung his knife and wanted to slash, but Luo Jia pleaded urgently.

"Don't hurt them!"

No matter what they said, they were all her clansmen, and now that the situation was not clear, Luo Jia couldn't bear to let the purple disciples kill them again.

The purple disciple twisted his wrist and slapped Lotta away with the back of his knife, and flew up with her again.

Flew directly into the air, summoned a snow eagle, and an elf climbed to the tree to see the traces of the two, only to see a snow-white figure far away into an afterimage in mid-air, and Ben couldn't see where it was flying.

Sitting on the back of the snow eagle, Zitu looked at Luo Jia in his arms with concern, looking at the blue and purple faintly flashing on the arrow in her chest, and just scolded angrily.

"Damn, you actually put poison on the arrow?!"