Beyond the distance, Gu Yi seemed to see the smiling young man and felt the tenderness that belonged to her, although that gentleness did not belong to her.

It was their Son, and she seemed to like to do everything to her, but she could still feel the cowardice that belonged to the Son.

He was not the resolute and noble Son of the people, and the dance that night, the Son seemed to touch the memory in her heart.

There was one such person in the former elven race, and that was her lover, an elf named Shelley.

Once she also liked to look at the night sky like Zheng Ming, immersing herself in that thought.

But the man was dead, two hundred centuries ago, on the battlefield.

Before dying, he told the Ancient One.

Live gently.

But he didn't know that at the time of his death, the tenderness in Gu Yi's heart was the real moment of silence.

After the defeat, she could feel the uneasy atmosphere in the elves, and even though no one of them said anything, she could still feel that the smiles on their faces had been replaced by worry at each sacrifice.

They were originally an immortal race, but suddenly they had a lifespan limit, and their group was already very lacking in fertility, causing the people to be confused about the future.

Outsiders have no idea about the love for the sacred tree in the hearts of each clansman.

The clan was not dead, but the moment the sacred tree fell, the heavens of the clansmen fell.

Just as Shelley's departure made the sky of the ancient one also fall, not to mention the entire elven race, there are countless examples like them.

They silently licked their wounds after the defeat, no one complained, no one grieved, but this silent pain dimmed the vitality of the entire race.

Until one day, the elves had a holy son.

The appearance of the Son of God gave hope to the tribesmen, and the whole tribe was no longer like a lonely boat in the sea.

He reminded the people of those happy times with his gentleness, and he used his actions to let the people see new hope.

But because she was too close to the queen, she was more about the Holy Son, and she knew very well that the Holy Son and Shelley were the same people.

Obviously not a strong person, but for the sake of irrelevant people doing things that must make themselves strong.

And such a gentle person is facing death all the time.

Every time she went to see the Prophet with the Queen, she could feel the worry in the eyes of the Prophet, their great Prophet, I don't know how many times, the death of the Son was just to see hope.

This time, the prophet took the initiative to find the queen and handed her the box, and the ancient one also knew, although the prophet did not say it this time, but she could feel that there must be something wrong with the Holy Son.

A long sigh sounded in the forest, not the sigh of the ancient one, but the sigh of the ancient one.

When Gu Yi looked at it in confusion, he saw Bian Gu get up and walk to Gu Yi from the box in his arms.

"Can you get this to Mtrance quickly?"

Gu Yi saw a trace of worry on Bian Gu's face.

Was it? He had already noticed.

Seeing Gu Yi's hesitation, Bian Gu said, "I don't know why the queen values this box, but I know that it shouldn't be me who escorts it, but you!"

Facing Bian Gu's resolute and sincere eyes, Gu Yi didn't know what to do.

The task given to him by the queen was to protect him in secret, and it did not mean that he should be escorted, and the prophet would never make any arrangements for no reason.

But this time even they felt the uneasiness as to why the Prophet had made such a decision.

She vaguely felt that this had something to do with the big hands that held the Holy Son in the dark.

But is it really left unattended?

The ancient one thought he couldn't do it.

Then he saw the result of the ghost's death, solemnly glanced at Bian Gu, and quietly left.

Before leaving, he also said to Bian Gu, "Don't forget what the queen said, your trip is full of dangers." ”

At this moment, this independent consciousness made its own decision.

At the same time, the Prophet in the room opened his eyes, and he looked at the sky in horror, not knowing what was in his mind.

Almost half an hour after Gu Yi left, a burst of applause rang out in the forest.

"Commander Bian really understands righteousness. ”

As the words fell, the surrounding trees seemed to have shed a layer of invisible skin, and dozens of aliens appeared around them, some wearing blue armor and fish fins on their backs, and some with illusory bodies filled with light red flames.

"Phantom Array!"

When these aliens appeared, Bengu was aware of the fluctuations in the magic around them, which were very slight, and there was a connection between each fluctuation.

These alien races seem to have been ambushed here for a long time, and at the same time, they have used all of this phantom array to isolate their perceptions, and the stronger the arrayer, the more confusing it becomes.

Those clansmen who were resting also reacted immediately, forming a circle with their backs to the goods, alerting these aliens.

At this time, the alien who spoke appeared from the forest, looking to be eighteen or nineteen years old, with the same illusory figure, light red flame coat, and faintly exuding a not weak aura when he walked.

Fourth Order!

But Biangu's eyes were not looking at him, but staring at his back.

"Commander Bian's perception is really keen, fortunately, my brother and I have stepped into the formation in advance. As he spoke, the young man really patted his chest and looked happy.

Seeing that Bian Gu still ignored it, he took two steps to the left and gave way to his so-called elder brother.

Fifth Order!

The moment his brother appeared, Bian Gu put on a fighting posture, and from the momentum on his body, Bian Gu knew that this person had the same aura as him.

Fifth Order Warrior!

It's no wonder that the phantom array they have planted is capable of confusing themselves.

But why would they think they would let their people rest here?

As if thinking of something, he immediately looked at the location of the cargo, and the clansman who had fallen first was clutching his chest in pain.

"Hehe, the one who is in charge of the side is really the one who is in charge of the side, it seems that I don't need to explain too much. The young man kept an eye on Bian Gu, and naturally saw his small movements clearly, and as soon as he spoke, he came to the position of the elven clansmen.

Then a wave of magic appeared, and the people fell accordingly.

He then lifted the painful elf and raised his hand into the air.

Bengu saw that there was a small hole in the elf's hand, which he couldn't see if he didn't pay attention to it, and he quickly knew what was going on, and looked up at the spirit monkeys.

This kind of hole reminded him of a characteristic of spirit monkeys, their fur is very sharp and poisonous, and they never take the initiative to provoke enemies, but they like to catch turtles in urns.