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Luo Jia was about to say something more, but Zitong had already stopped.

"Is it your friend?"

Luo Jia also stopped, and in the woods on both sides, there was a small sound of shattering, and then, several figures swept through the forest, surrounded the three of them in the middle, and raised the long sword in their hands to Zitong and the others.

These people are men and women, with long hair tied or draped with pointed ears erected, covered with capable cloth armor made of cotton and linen, carrying longbows and quivers on their backs, and their hair color and eyes are also green, but they are not as pure as Luo Jia, some are dark green and almost ink, and some are light as yellow, and it is obvious that the blood is not as pure as Luo Jia.

The first person has a handsome face, a slender body, a gray neat warrior robe, and a large dark green wooden bow behind him, and his hair and pupils are the same as purple pupils, which are very positive green.

Luo Jia immediately recognized them as his own people, and immediately spoke, "Don't be rude. ”

"Welcome the saint back to the village!"

Seeing Luo Jia, the man led by him was overjoyed, took a step forward, and hurriedly stopped, led everyone to bend down, and pressed his right hand on his left chest to salute Luo Jia.

The purple pupils were also originally guarded, and when they saluted Luo Jia, they relaxed slightly.

Luo Jia was carrying the single frame of the purple disciple in his hand, and it was inconvenient to return the gift, so he just nodded in greeting, "You don't have to be polite." ”

After the salute, everyone gathered around, naturally, curious about the identity of the purple pupil and the purple disciple, their eyes just kept looking at the two, and several young men looked at the face of the purple disciple, all of them were flustered, and they were busy looking away.

"These two are my friends, and you should treat them as VIPs." Luo Jia Zhengse said.

"Yes." Everyone agreed in unison, all of them looking extremely respectful.

Two of them, tall and strong young elven warriors, took the initiative to step forward, "Let's carry it." ”

"Okay." Luo Jia handed over the single frame, "Be careful, his bones are injured, and he must not move." ”

"These are village patrols." When Luo Jia smiled and introduced to Zitong, the male elf who was born the tallest came over and bowed slightly to the two, "Welcome the holy girl back to the village." ”

Luo Jia looked at each other with a smile, her eyes were extremely close, "This is my friend Zitong, the stretcher is called Zitu, this is Brother Luota, the person with the best archery skills in the village, and the captain of the patrol." ”

"Hello." Purple Hitomi greeted the other party politely.

"Welcome guests from afar." Lotta responded in a very polite tone, not too shocked by the beauty of the purple pupils like the other male elves.

"Let's go, let's go back to the village." Luo Jia smiled at Luo Ta.

Lotta nodded, "I'll call a deer to carry you." ”

"No need." Luo Jia smiled and showed her light wings, "Now, I'm not the Luo Jia who needs to travel with a deer. ”

There was a slight smug in her tone, but it was not to show off, but to share her progress with her brother and friends.

Looking at the light wings shining behind her, Lotta also had a happy look in her eyes, "Respectfully." ”

Light wings can only be used by strong people above the Holy Rank, and Luo Jia can now release Light Wings, obviously having broken through the Holy Rank.

"Back to the village!"

As soon as Lotta gave the order, the elves immediately flew up, and instead of walking, they rushed directly into the dense forest.

It is worthy of a race that grew up in the jungle, all of them have neat footwork, walking through the dense forest, just like walking on the ground.

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