After half a day of going to the sea, Moslian finally figured out the duration of the conch sucking, if you follow the method of Morgos three seconds and one breath, a sucking conch can be used for about two hours, and the conch sucking is more convenient to carry and easier to obtain, and you can have a lot on your body.

Despite the stinking thing, Moslian decided to use it.

In three days, Moslian became friends with Morgoth, to be precise, Morgoth became friends with him, this guy's naturally enthusiastic personality is easy to get along with people, Moslian doesn't hate such people, but such people are not suitable for surviving in this dangerous place.

Being too kind is not a good thing, this has always been a wise saying he believes.

"I didn't expect you to drink so much, no one in our clan can drink more than me, you are the first and only man who can drink to a tie with me." A slightly drunken Morges said to Moslian beside him.

He didn't include women in his words, because Cyrell was not inferior to him in drinking, after all, she was a girl who knew magic, and it was not difficult to rely on magic to resist alcohol and stay awake.

"It's okay." Moslian modestly said that tomorrow is the time to leave, and after a few days of getting along, Moslian really likes this place a little.

Compared to the warm and peaceful Elven City, Moslian prefers this free place, waking up from the hut every day to go hunting, and drinking and chatting with Morgoth at night, he has been unable to relax in the past few days.

Just as the two were chatting, a group of people from outside the tribe suddenly appeared around here, and Moslian intuitively felt that this was coming for him, and sure enough, these people were all from the Light God Clan, but he didn't expect them to send people to chase here.

"Call all your people out!" The tracer of the Light God Clan said coldly to the patriarch Cyrell.

For the people of the Light God Clan, although they were so far away, Cyrel still knew some of their deeds, so she did not resist, and obediently called out all the clansmen except Moslian who was a guest.

Under the panic of hundreds of people in the Chaohai clan, the leading tracer coldly took out a drawing, which was engraved with Moslian's truest face, after coming to this place, Moslian carefully changed his appearance, but some physical signs still could not be changed, as long as you looked closely, you could find that the person on the drawing was him.

However, Cyruel shook her head without hesitation and said that she had not seen it, and the rest of the clansmen also said that they had not seen it.

"Looks like it's been another trip for nothing." The deputy team behind him sighed at the captain and said.

This is already the last territory that the Light God Clan can be involved in, Rao is still attacked during the operation, resulting in a team of hundreds of people, and now only half of it is left.

If you continue to go out into this area, the rest of the place is either a race that is opposed to the Lightgod Clan, or a race that doesn't know how to bird them at all, so this is almost the last place where Moslian can be found.

"Wait." Suddenly, Machar Lindes, as the captain, looked at the little girl in the crowd, and as he walked up to her, he asked softly, "Little sister, have you ever seen this uncle?" If you answer the truth, your uncle will give you delicious sweets. ”

As she spoke, Machar Lindes took out a handful of brightly colored candies, which looked delicious, and the little girl was indeed moved, but she still shook her head, because she had never seen the person in the portrait at all.

Moslian, who was observing all this from a distance, put away the Xuanyou Sword, his caution was right, he didn't expect the Light God Clan to really find this place, so the reason for his persistence is likely not to be hatred, but that he has something that the Light God Clan wants, such as a part of the body of the Child of Light.

I don't know what a child of light with this body structure would look like if he lost a part of his body.

This tense atmosphere fell, and Machar Lindes didn't want to continue to entangle, it seemed that the little girl didn't lie, put the candy in her hand, and Machar Lindes turned around and left with the team.

He has always believed that children do not lie, so he often carries a handful of candy with him, just to ask children to use it at such times.

It was only after a long time that the people of the Light God Clan had left that Moslian came out of the corner, and at the same time, Cyryl's cold face looked at him, and the disgust was very obvious.

Moslian was not angry, if he were to change himself, he would do the same, and it was even possible to confess him, this was for the sake of the clan, otherwise the people of the Light God Clan would find out that the fugitive was secretly hiding and would harm the whole clan.

However, at this time, she still chose to defend him, and this kindness had to be repaid no matter what.

When this happened, the tribesmen were no longer in the mood to gather that night, and the tribesmen's eyes changed when they looked at him, with a slight hostility and wariness in their eyes.

In desperation, Moss came and you could only leave that night, on the way Morgos still came to see him off, looking at the person in front of him who had only been with him for three days, Mogos gave him a hug.

"Come back when you have the chance, and I'll invite you to drink again."

"No problem." As he spoke, Moslian took out a few things, gently put them in Morgoth's hand, and explained to him the effect of the medicine and the use of the thing, and disappeared into the night under Morgoth's reluctant gaze.

Looking at the things in his hand, Morgoth thanked Moslian in a loud voice, and he understood that this time it was not they who gave Moslian grace, but they inherited Moslian's favor.

If it weren't for this opportunity, the Asahi clan would have perished sooner or later, just like the many intelligent races that appeared under the nourishment of magic, but eventually disappeared for various reasons.

Moslian didn't have much left behind at this time, a total of three potions and two books, plus three yellow drawings, and finally a prismatic hedron with dangerous fluctuations emitted in it, even Morgoth, a person who didn't understand magic, knew how dangerous this thing was.

Looking at Moslian, who was out of sight, Morgoth put the hedron and potion in his pocket, and walked back to the tribe with two books and drawings.

Bestal City.

The Child of Light fell into a deep sleep after losing a piece of his body, although he recovered most of his body, but it didn't help without a complete body drive, the original plan was still a year away from success, but he didn't expect such a thing to happen, which made the managers of the Deguang God Clan furious, and even more than 100,000 magic envoys with combat power went to find Moslian.