The sapphire-encrusted staff instantly appeared in his hand, and Bai Tight, who was good at water-based spells, frowned, and the healing magic smashed down wave after wave towards the elf with a snow-white face and a painful expression.

The healing power of water magic is second only to light magic, and Bai is the royal elf in the elf clan, so after the healing magic was cast, the blood on the elf's arm finally stopped, but the half of the body that had already been stained red with blood still looked shocking.

It's just that although the bleeding has stopped, the elf's snow-white face has not been relieved in the slightest, the small body curled up into a ball, and it can't stop shaking, and a thin layer of frost has formed on the lips that are usually as pink as cherry blossoms, and they are obviously still suffering from great torture.

Bai's face became more and more difficult to look at, and then he remembered that the long whip "Frost Thorn" that Lance was best at using was made of the dragon tendons of the ice dragon clan.

At the beginning, in order to let Lance, who had been weak since childhood, have enough self-protection ability, Raphael personally rushed to the Ancient Secret Realm to hunt the mutant Ice Dragon Emperor, and finally obtained such a dragon tendon at the cost of almost dying to make this powerful long whip for Lance.

The whip of "Frost Thorn" can freeze thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and when it is drawn to a living creature, it is accompanied by the curse of freezing and tearing, and the creatures that are whipped by the whip, even if they stop bleeding, will be turned into ice sculptures by the continuous low temperature and completely lose their vitality.

In the war a thousand years ago, Lance used this "frost thorn" to shine in the war against the demons and became an emperor-level elf, which is why he became an elder of the clan later.

It's just that Bai never thought that as an elder, Lance would also have a long whip pointed at the elves, especially a weak nascent elf like Jade!

Carrying the elf who had fallen into a semi-coma into his arms, Bai's face, which was always smiling on weekdays, had long been replaced by unconcealable anger and sternness: "Lance! As the High Priest of the Elven Clan, I temporarily deprive you of your privileges and position as an Elder! Garcia, you are optimistic about Lance, the situation of Emerald is not right, I must take him to the king immediately! ”

Lance is the same emperor-level elf as him, and the curse of "Frozen Tearing" can't be lifted in a short time, so he can only go to the king for help.

Before the words fell, the figure of Bai holding the elf quickly disappeared, and even Garcia didn't even have time to react.

Garcia lowered his eyes as he looked at the blood on the trunk that was being rapidly absorbed by the Tree of Life, and although he was surprised by the little gold in the blood, the current situation was obviously not suitable for such a trivial matter.

Even if he had a good relationship with Lance, Garcia couldn't agree with his approach, and his dark green eyes looked at Lance sternly: "Lance, do you know what the consequences will be if you do this?!" ”

Lance didn't care about Garcia's anger at all, and even what Bai had done to him before couldn't make him shake in the slightest.

His eyes were intently fixed on the bright red elf eggs that were close at hand, and Lance slowly leaned his face against the eggshell, and his usually cold face showed a shallow smile at this time.

The snow-white fingers as transparent as ice and snow rubbed lightly on the eggshell, and Lance's voice was brisk, even faintly revealing a hint of expectation, and asked softly: "Garcia, look, this is a fire egg." You say this time, will it be Teacher Raphael? ”

Lance's attitude was so calm that Garcia even had the illusion that the scene he had wounded the elf with a long whip a moment earlier was his own fantasy.

But Lance was still in his hands, and even when facing him, he was always wary of his approach, so that Garcia could no longer deceive himself.

Garcia had known Lance since he was first taken in by Raphael as a student, and Lance was colder than most elves, and after Raphael returned to the Tree of Life, he hadn't seen a smile on Lance's face for a thousand years.

Although the smile was as beautiful as the ice and snow melting, it made Garcia feel a piercing chill in his heart.

Garcia even felt for a moment that Lance, who could attack his fellow clans without changing his face, was as cold as being possessed by demons, which made him feel extremely strange.

Lance didn't seem to notice the change in Garcia's feelings, and still rubbed the bright red elf egg with his face, contrary to his usual taciturnity, and whispered in a soft and brisk tone, "You say, when this newborn elf is born, I'll be his teacher, okay?" I came to teach him a qiē, just as Raphael had taught me. I'm going to stay with him all the time, and I won't let him leave me for half a step, just like the teacher promised me...... Garcia, do you say it's good? ”

Garcia looked at Lance, whose eyes were full of hope and expectation, looking at his face that had become soft and warm because of the elf eggs, it was clear that Lance looked so happy, but he felt a bitter sadness escaping from Lance's body.

Turning his head away from looking at Lance, Garcia couldn't help but take a deep breath.

If he could, he also hoped that this egg was really the reincarnation of Raphael, otherwise he felt that Lance, who was disappointed again, would definitely collapse.

However, before that, Lance hurt the elf, and he was already destined to be no good-

In the elves, it is an unforgivable felony to hurt one's kindred.

Thinking of the little elf who shrank in his white arms a moment ago and trembled, the worry in Garcia's heart spread irrepressibly.

Now he could only pray that Shiro would be able to bring the elf to the king soon, and if the elf did fall because of this, then Lance's sin would be even greater.

Fei Yaran shrank in Bai's arms, his eyelids were so heavy that he could barely open them, but his mind still maintained a glimmer of clarity.

After Bai Shi was cured before, the blood on his arm immediately stopped, and the blood bar was restored to fullness, but the "Frozen Tear" debuff on his body was still continuing, so Fei Yaran could only watch his blood bar continue to decline, and seeing that there was going to be a bloody skin left, Fei Yaran hurriedly took out a dose of low-grade hemostatic powder from his backpack and held it in his fist, and then took advantage of Bai's hurried effort, almost using the strength of milk, before stuffing the hemostatic powder into his mouth.

Fortunately, the low-grade hemostasis melted in his mouth, and Fei Yaran, who had recovered a lot after swallowing several blood strips, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but he still trembled because of the biting coldness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow on his body.

Fei Yaran has been pampered since she was a child, and her resistance to pain and suffering is almost zero, and in the nearly 30 years since she was born, she has never been touched a finger except for a few beatings by her sister and parents who are about to jump off the building.

When he was first drawn by Lance before, it may be because of the paralysis of that moment, coupled with the fact that Bai's healing magic was more timely, Fei Yaran did not feel too much pain, but the later "Frozen Tear" dubuff made him completely experience the extremely cold experience of falling into an ice cave.

Fei Yaran has never been a virgin, this time she wrote Lance in a small notebook to remember!

Bai's speed was very fast, as the body temperature of the elf in his arms became lower and lower, a little sweat oozed from Bai's forehead, and when the wind rushed into the elf palace, even the head of the guard, Arthur, didn't see him clearly.

Because he didn't know where the elf king was at the moment, Bai even released a sound amplification magic that could spread throughout the elf palace, and it wasn't until he got a response from the elf king that Bai rushed to the library with the elf.

Little Al listened in surprise to the voice of the High Priest Bai throughout the Elven Palace, this had never happened before, but it was the amplification magic that was only used in Azeroth during the very urgent time of war, even in the war a thousand years ago, it had not been used a few times.

Therefore, when Xiao Al heard Shiro's voice from afar, he thought that the war had broken out again, and he was so shocked that he dropped all the books suspended in mid-air and were about to be stuffed back into the bookshelf to the ground.

It's just that looking back at the quiet sculpture-like figure of the Elf King, Xiao Al's heart settled down, after all, looking at the king's appearance, it shouldn't be something big happened.

Thinking like this, Xiao Al's curious eyes fell on the door of the library, waiting for Bai's arrival.

It's just that he didn't expect that the one who came with Bai was the dying elf Jade.

With an exclamation in his heart, Al quickly flew to Bai and watched him send the little elf that had formed a thin layer of frost on his body to the elf king.

"Oh my God! Lord Bai, who is so cruel that he can't bear to hurt Lord Jade?! Al, who has a good relationship with the elf, shook his voice.

The Elf King frowned slightly when he saw the elf's painful expression.

Took the elf into his arms from Bai's hand, and the soft sleeves with pure white inlaid gold edges hidden countless dark lines were just flicked on the elf, and the frost curse that made Bai helpless was immediately uprooted from the elf.

The frost subsided, and the elf's snow-white face finally gradually regained its bloody color, and the little body that had been trembling gradually stabilized, and his breathing became more and more calm.

Bai, who looked at this scene, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

God knows, how much he blamed himself and was afraid when he saw Little Jade being injured by Lance.

The biting chill gradually receded, replaced by the melting warmth that seemed to be soaked in warm water from head to toe. The eyeballs rolled under the eyelids, and Fei Yaran, who was about to freeze his brain, finally opened his eyes tiredly.

As soon as the dark red eyes opened, he saw the handsome face of the elf king like a god.

The deep emerald green eyes were falling on his face intently at the moment, and the long silver silky hair fell down from the side of the elf king's face, trapping himself between the silver waterfall and his chest, the warmth from the elf king's chest, and the increasingly familiar laurel fragrance on his body, made Fei Yaran's weak and fluttering nerves fall to the ground in a flicker, holding the elf king's long hair, and screamed, "...... Mr. Anse. ”

The Elven King replied lightly, and reached out to free the hair from the elf's hand. Seeing the elf's hand open and shake, the elf king's movements paused slightly, and then he reached out and wrapped the little hand that was still a little low in temperature in his hand.

The elf let out a satisfied sigh in the arms of the elf king.

The elf king chose a comfortable position in the couch, and then raised his head and looked at the high priest Bai who knelt down on one knee to ask for sin when he saw that the elf was safe and sound.

Bai soon reported Lance's attack on the elves on the Tree of Life to the Elven King without any subjectivity.

The little elf Al stood on the elf's shoulder, his fingers touched the elf's long silver hair, which was as soft as moonlight, and after hearing that the elf was injured by Elder Lance, his face was full of disbelief and indignation, but he didn't dare to say anything in front of the elf king, so he had to hold the elf's gradually recovering bloody cheeks and rub it gently.

After listening to Bai's statement, the Elf King looked at the elf in his arms who had obviously woken up, but his face was expressionless and silent, and then he pronounced the sentence to Bai in a flat tone, "Permanently deprive Lance of the status of the Elf Clan Elder, and all relevant privileges will be withdrawn, and from today onwards, he will be stationed in the Misty Forest, and he will not be allowed to enter Azeroth for half a step without being summoned." ”

Bai Wenyan couldn't help but be shocked.

At the moment when Lance shot at Little Jade, the result of his being deprived of his status as an elder was already a certainty, after all, in the elven clan, the crime of hurting the same clan, especially the newborn elves, was extremely serious, although the elves did not have a capital crime, but expelled Lance from Azeroth, the cradle of the elves, such a punishment was more uncomfortable than death for many elves.

After all, the elf who has grown up under his nose since birth, Bai Xinyou couldn't bear to say something for Lance, but when he raised his head, the elf in the Elf King's arms suddenly turned his head, and the dark red eyes that had been smiling since the shell was broken, and at this time, he could no longer see the slightest light like stagnant water.

As if he had been pricked by a needle, there was a sharp pain on the ground, and Bai was stunned to look at the elf's blood-stained half of his body, and his own hands that were still stained with blood, his throat seemed to be choked, and he couldn't say half a word of intercession for Lance.