Zheng Ming didn't know that he was far away in another world, and his friends who had been in brief contact with him were looking for him. It is also not known that the undercurrent caused by its appearance is surging.

At this time, it looked at the pale green figure that suddenly appeared in the sky above the battlefield, and muttered to itself: "It is not handsome like a human, with a tall and thin body, and pointed ears looming between its hair. This is...... Genie? ”

Obviously, the people who were hiding with Zheng Ming also realized this. So it heard the word "elf" constantly sounding around it, and under the deliberately low voice, their surprised voices were slightly distorted and deformed like a faint layer of fear.

Suddenly encountering unexpected changes, and seeing that the original plan was developing in an unpredictable direction, Lancelot finally lost his former calm.

"Are those rumors true? No! Wrong. It just happens to be similar to the story. ”

Sometimes that's it. No matter how categorical others say, no matter how detailed and credible they are. As long as it is not the knowledge of the majority, as long as the people who tell these things are still a minority, as long as they don't want to believe it! People will suspect that what the other person says is a fabrication with ulterior motives, thus denying the facts. Until you see it with your own eyes!

Just when everyone was in chaos because of the conflict between their vision and their own perceptions, something even worse happened!

I saw the figure who came from afar, and after reaching the top of the battlefield, he glanced around at the tragic battlefield, and finally locked his eyes firmly on the direction of Zheng Ming and the others.

"First meeting. My name is Fenway. He is a member of the elven race. Can friends who are hiding on the sidelines come out and talk? ”

Elegant, decent, and with a natural sense of closeness between gestures. However! Although the other party said that he was a friend, Zheng Ming clearly felt the other party's hidden arrogance and superiority.

This feeling is like the dog demon to Zheng Ming in the Forest of Calamity, the humans in Tongming Village to the orcs, and Mu Li to the rest of the people at the rest stop. It's so accustomed and natural that it gives people the illusion that it should be so.

Just as Zheng Ming was still pondering the elven Fenwei's imperceptible attitude, the scarred and exhausted old wizard of the Dornite on the other side glanced at the bald man. The two looked at each other, nodded lightly in imperceptible amplitude, and slowly stepped back.

On the other side, Lancelot and Arthur were the first to discover each other's intentions. Seeing the frequent unplanned accidents, Lancelot gritted his teeth and jumped out after yelling "plan as usual".

So according to the plan, Zheng Ming, Arthur, Lancelot and others appeared behind the two Dornes respectively, and the elf Fenway happened to surround the two in the center.

"There is a treasure in the valley behind this elf. As long as we are let go, we will not interfere. ”

Of course, everyone present could not understand what the old wizard of Dornish was saying. And judging from the reaction of the other party not looking at Lancelot and Arthur, but turning his head to face everyone, it is obvious that the other party has no eyesight.

The elf Fenwei on the side glanced at the people and the two Dornite powerhouses with an inexplicable face, and raised his eyebrows, revealing a look of interest.

"They say that good dogs don't get in the way, otherwise even if the fish dies and the net breaks, most of you will be killed."

Hearing the translation of the elf Fenwei, everyone present showed a sudden expression, no wonder the old wizard looked at himself and the others, it turned out that he was threatening himself. After figuring this out, they quickly changed their solemn expressions and blocked the escape routes of the two one after another.

Lancelot: "Why rush to leave now that the situation is unclear?" We just want to talk, and if the conditions are right, we don't have to kill you. Even if it is a real battle, we are not afraid! ”

Elf Fenway seemed very satisfied with the way everyone expressed their determination with their actions. He let out a pleasant chuckle and then said to the Dornites again: "They say, 'Leave your heads for our military merits today.'" ”

The Dorne language spoken by the elf Fenway, as a Celtic people, naturally did not understand. Otherwise, they will immediately find out the behavior of the other party.

And the two Dornites who heard the elf Fenway's "translation" quickly decided to break through after exchanging opinions with their eyes with tacit understanding.

It's not that they're really that stupid and 100% believe what Elf Fenway says. But the current situation does not allow them to leave anything to chance. If they are really surrounded by both sides, with the two of them in a sleepy state at this time, they may even lose the last hope of escaping.

"He's stirring up a wedge between us. We just wanted to talk to you about the conditions. How sure are you of your current state that you will escape? I'll tell you. If you really fight, none of you can escape! ”

Just as the two Dorns were about to make a move, Pu Zheng, who was wearing a mask in the crowd, stood up.

The elf Fenwei, who was still holding his arms and looking at the people on both sides with interest, suddenly changed color after seeing Pu Zheng.

"Is that you? Oh, I didn't expect you guys to be quite capable. It can silently invade the world of the Dragon clan. Ming, it's really a good means and bold. ”

This time, the elf Fenway came out of his mouth, and the words were round. Among the people present, except for Pu Zheng, who looked inexplicable, only Zheng Ming understood the other party's language.

Seeing that Pu Zheng didn't know how to give the slightest response, a look of regret flashed on Elf Fenwei's face. He left Park Zheng and looked at everyone, and said loudly in the voice of his heart that everyone could understand when he first appeared.

"Haha, don't you want to talk? Now that there's another person who can understand all languages, let's have a good talk. ”

Lancelot didn't dig into the other party's previous intention to provoke a war, and saw that the other party had the intention of talking, and hurriedly asked the doubts in his heart.

"Are you really an elf? The kind of legendary creatures that appear in heroic epics? ”

"That's right. It's quite possible that the elves in those stories are still me. ”

"It can't be. It was all hundreds of thousands of years ago. ”

"I am under no obligation or interest in answering you about my origin and past. If you're talking about these irrelevant things, then I don't think there's any need to talk about them. ”

This was the first time Zheng Ming had seen the other party show impatience and irritability. It seems that the origin and past events have touched the sensitive line in the heart of the elf Fenwei, so it silently kept these in the bottom of its heart.

Zheng Ming: "Then let's talk about things related to us." The cause of this incident. In other words, the treasure that was erected on top of the white stone on the top of the mountain. Is it the legendary golden scabbard? ”

Zheng Ming's question attracted the attention of Elf Fenway. I saw that his eyes suddenly lit up after seeing Zheng Ming, and he immediately looked Zheng Ming up and down carefully.

"Huh? There are traces of Longwei. He also has the breath of the Dragon clan on his body. But why are you human? Could it be that the Dragons have now abandoned the advantages of the dragon body and learned from those demon clans? Stupidity! No, the aura on your body is mixed, and the blood aura of Dragon is weak. Is it the Dragonborn? But the breath is wrong. What the hell are you? Is it the little one who has been summoned? ”

Elf Fenwei didn't hide it too much, so everyone present understood each other's words.

"What? It turned out to be Dragon? ”

"It's not a monster?"

"Isn't Arthur, who stays with it all day, ......."

"True Dragon Knight! The real dragon knight has appeared? ”

"Did they show up too? It seems that after hundreds of years, ...... is finally starting again. ”

The screams around Zheng Ming were commonplace, but what really caught its attention was the last sigh of the old wizard of the Dorn.

"Little one, what kind of clan are you from?"

Facing Fenway's question, Zheng Ming glanced at the other party lightly, and said calmly: "I have no obligation or interest in answering you about my origin and past. You should answer my question. ”

Hearing Zheng Ming reply to himself with his previous words, the corners of Elf Fenwei's mouth twitched a few times. Under the forced pressure of the corners of his eyes that were beating wildly, Elf Fenwei took a deep breath and said, "It is indeed a golden scabbard. ”

"Oh? So it looks like the golden scabbard belongs to you? As he spoke, Zheng Ming also looked at the corpses scattered all over the ground not far away.

"It's not. The white rocks below it are my shelter. For some reason the golden scabbard was stuck in my white stone, but I couldn't pick it up ...... because I couldn't get its recognition. ”

Hearing this, the strong man of the Dorn people on the side finally couldn't help but shoot the case, and roared angrily: "Then why are you stopping us? Do you know how many of our fighters lost their lives? ”

The crowd, who were already on guard against each other, jumped up one after another because of the bald man's actions, narrowing the distance.

“chua~chua~chua~。”

The sound of drawing swords sounded one after another, and everyone looked at each other with wary expressions. The Dornes and Celts, who were watching from afar from afar, saw their leaders fighting each other, and they also took up arms and confronted each other.

For a while, because of a word and a move, the scene suddenly became solemn and solemn, and there was a faint sign of losing control.