It is really worthy of the forest elf, look at the skillful running posture, through the vines and overgrown ground that have not been taken care of for a long time, skillfully stepping over the branches, and silently disappearing into the woods with countless afterimages.

Transformed into a flying eagle, Yevre was not easy to use, and his feathers were covered with all kinds of fluffy plant fruits, and he barely followed behind, and went straight for more than 5,000 miles before he stopped in front of a high mountain.

O Brizia carefully covered up the traces of this journey, and then took out a lilac wooden token and shook it towards the hidden vine not far away.

Under Jevre's curious gaze, a black cave suddenly appeared in front of the smooth cliff face, which had been unremarkable and hidden by lush trees.

The entrance to the cave was not very large, only sixty feet high and eighty feet wide.

Compared to the gates of Halls City, it is simply not an order of magnitude.

After following for a long time, from the conversation with a forest elf, Yevre also saw that these guys were also living a very hard life, and they were not as tall as they had imagined before.

Jevre hurried into the cave with Brizia, and then a clear green light flashed.

It was supposed to be some kind of probing spell, and in light of this, Yevre didn't dare to continue to activate the full range of psychic perception, but instead narrowed it down to within three hundred feet.

Through the small stone cave more than ten feet thick, Yevre "saw" more than thirty elven mages with cautious faces, but with a hint of excitement.

After sensing it, it was just the initial realm of the ground level, and there was nothing to fear.

With a casual greeting, he and his apparently active companions walked through a cave nearly a mile deep and appeared in a canyon filled with the scent of birds.

The canyon is surrounded by towering mountains, and the sky is like a ray of sky overhead, revealing less than a mile of the sky, but the interior space is actually quite large.

After a cursory look, Yevre saw that the canyon was more than twenty miles wide, and as for its length, there was no end in sight.

A small, crystal clear tree, just ten miles away, shimmered with a faint light.

In front of the quaint tree, more than a dozen fully armed and solemn forest elves were firmly guarding the side, like rigid sculptures, motionless.

Many exquisite treehouses, with vine slides, spread all the way to the depths of the canyon, and one hundred and ten elves, who are underage at first glance, are tirelessly training martial arts under the leadership of instructors.

The concise and clear scimitar technique, the incomparably accurate archery that can point directly into the eyes of the demon bull from three miles away, and the agility to climb around, all made Yevre feel deeply.

It seems that the pressure to survive is a bit high, and even the little guy who is less than five feet old is sweating and training hard.

With the entry of the flying object of the Vigret Flying Eagle, hundreds of pairs of inquiring eyes fell on Yevre, and then as soon as the whisper came into his ears.

"That's the prey, too, why are you still alive?"

"It's only in the Xuan Rank Upper Realm, and it's so small, I don't know why I'm catching it? ”

"It doesn't have to be for food, but it may be for the little ones to practice their hands. ”

........

"Hey, everyone! I'm the Eagle and I'm glad to see you. ”

Seeing that Yigan's words were becoming more and more unspeakable, Yevre hurriedly took the initiative to smile and greet a group of melon-eating people.

It's just that the bird's head full of fluff is so funny how it looks.

"Yo! The monster that can still talk, it doesn't seem to be easy. ”

"Ahem..... Hello!"

As soon as Yevre's words fell, as soon as the people who ate melons were dry, they looked at each other, stopped their mouths with embarrassed faces, and then responded to Yevre.

"Okay, everyone is busy going their own way, and I will take the Vilu Flying Eagle to the Great Elder. ”

Ou Brizia smiled and waved away the crowd of melon eaters who came up, and then ordered the rest of the elves to deal with the Red Flame Demon Cow, and then took the natural-looking Yevre and walked towards a large tree house not far from the quaint little tree.

I don't know what kind of spell these forest elves used, but they actually grew a gourd-shaped thick tree no more than sixty feet tall into a tree house.

"Come in!"

As soon as the two of them arrived at the door of the treehouse, the dark green wooden door quietly opened under the traction of dozens of green vines.

Yevre glanced back and forth curiously before walking into the treehouse.

Judging from the perception just now, this elven elder who has not yet met has a strong spiritual power like the sea, and he may be a few points stronger than himself.

Of course, this is in terms of quality, and as for the specific quantity, it is so easy to perceive there.

"You're the outside creature that got caught up in the cracks in space?"

As soon as he entered, an old forest elf with gray hair, a tired look, not tall, but his eyes were bright, holding a green staff the thickness of a goose egg, looked Yevre up and down with curiosity.

"Hello Great Elder! ”

Seeing that O Brizia quietly retreated, Yevre respectfully elaborated on the set of half-truths and half-truths that had been compiled.

Fortunately, he got some internal information from the dark elf ruins, and Lias blew some cowhides, so Yevre was able to confuse some details of the dark elves.

That's right, the lost elven companion that Yevre made up was a dark elf assassin who was good at raiding, and the kind that was not good at spells.

During the conversation, Yevre vaguely sensed the reconnaissance of the spell, pretending not to care, and with the help of a hundredfold increase in spiritual power, he still mixed up.

As for whether the Great Elder really believed it, it is unknown.

At least on the surface, the gray-haired Great Elder did not have anything abnormal.

"I see! I guess it's because your mental strength is relatively strong, so you didn't get lost in the gap in space. ”

While asking, the Elven Grand Elder also confirmed Yevre's identity as a spirit-type demonic beast.

There's no way, Yevre, who can't properly restrain his spilled spiritual power, even O Brizia can sense it, let alone the elven Grand Elder who is a nature mage.

is only at the upper level of the Xuan Realm, and it is not surprising that you can speak.

"Xiao Lei, I'm afraid it's not easy to find your companion. The boundary here is not small, the Little Emerald Forest alone occupies a radius of more than two million miles, and there are the other five major realms, so it is impossible to determine where he has gone. ”

The Elven Grand Elder comforted the depressed Yevre before continuing to introduce the situation in this secret realm.

"Don't talk about other places, the Little Jade Forest alone is full of high-level demonic beasts, not to mention the heaven-level demonic beasts, there are more than a dozen demonic beasts in the mortal stage alone. ”

"If we hadn't been jointly attacked by more than a dozen Mortal Stage Demonic Beasts, we wouldn't have been defeated and hid in this small canyon to survive. ”

Seeing that Grand Elder Jiulin was full of loneliness, Yevre didn't dare to ask more, and then under the leadership of the Elven Great Elder, he came to an uninhabited wooden house a mile away.

"Xiao Lei, you will live here for the time being, and we will talk about other things later. The outside world is dangerous, you should familiarize yourself with it before thinking about others. ”

Maybe it was the identity of the spiritual demonic beast, or maybe it was the elf who didn't know where to go, the elf elder was obviously a little more enthusiastic.

Whether it is a dark elf or a forest elf, they are all part of the elven family. Especially for hundreds of thousands of years, the Little Emerald Forest has never had the rest of the outside elves come in.

Jevre pushed open the wooden door and looked at the room, which consisted only of a table, chairs, benches, and a wooden bed, and was quite satisfied.

Although there is not much furniture, the shapes are all beautiful, and it is simply a work of art.

"Let's go, I'll introduce you to the other clansmen, and get to know each other too. ”

The elven elder looked at Yevre and nodded with satisfaction, and then came to the training ground not far away, and greeted the more than two thousand forest elves who had been summoned by Ou Brizia.

"Silence! Let me introduce you, this is Xiao Lei, a companion of a dark elf, who came here because he strayed into a gap in space. Don't underestimate Xiao Lei, his mental power is extremely majestic, not much inferior to me. ”

The Elven Grand Elder is also an old man, and he directly named Yevre's true strength, so as not to kill some of the clansmen.

However, his words were really short, not at all like a high-ranking leader, and there was no long and tirade of words.

"Okay, let's get along well, and tell Xiao Lei about the dangers around you, and I won't say more, lest you don't even have a bad talk. ”

As soon as the words fell, the Elven Grand Elder took the staff in his hand and slowly left, leaving Yevre in place.

"Xiao Lei, tell us about the outside world, we have never seen it, and even a little legend is about to be cut off. ”

The Elven Grand Elder had just left, and Yevre was surrounded by a group of adult elves with curious eyes.

"Okay, let's talk to each other together, and I'm also very curious about the Little Emerald Forest. ”

Dodging the groping hands of several imps, Yevre cleared his throat and, with the consent of O Brizia, began his solo show.

"The place I came from is a territory of dark elves, called Chatafo, the territory area is not large, and I am currently at war with the demon clan, although my strength is not very good, but I still killed two mid-level sword demons on the battlefield, and dozens of first-level sword demons ......"

Yevre stammered in an elven language that he was not proficient in, and packaged himself as a fearless hero who dared to face the devil and dare to fight bloodily.

Under the suspicious gaze of a group of adult elves, a group of underage children kept exclaiming and shouting.

From time to time, there will be cheers for some wonderful battle sequences, and occasionally weeping for the tragic death of a compatriot.

That's right, in order to cover up the lie, Yevre said that he was surrounded by the enemy's army, and finally broke out with nine deaths, and took his seriously injured elven companions, but unfortunately scattered in the spatial teleportation.

It turned out that his companion had been seriously injured, so it was unfortunate to be eaten by a powerful demonic beast, and it was also logical.

I'm a clever ghost.

Although some details are still worth scrutinizing, in the end, Yevre still mixes in and truly blends into the forest spirits.

Talk about yourself from time to time, and get information about the surroundings from time to time.

The Elven Elven Elder's introduction was too simple, and it was only at this moment that Yevre realized how lucky he was.

Within a radius of 500,000 miles, there were two Mortal Stage Demonic Beasts, which were in the Ninefold Realm of the Mortal Stage.

In addition to this, there are more than a hundred heaven-level creatures, earth-level demonic beasts that cannot be calculated.

My luck is really good, it's just a coincidence that I met a one-step flying beast.

It was also a coincidence that Yevre actually found out about the forest where he had first arrived.

It was actually the forbidden place of the Little Emerald Forest, and it is said that only a great Mortal Stage Elf entered it, and then never came out.

The rest of the elves who tried to go in to find their clansmen never broke into the thick white fog again, and could only wander outside.

According to an elven instructor, their ancestors were also wide.

At its peak, there were seven powerhouses in the tribe, but unfortunately under the siege of more than ten demonic beasts in the Mortal Stage, it declined little by little.

It wasn't until three hundred years ago that the last Mortal Stage Clansman fell, and a large number of Heaven-level Elves were killed, that they narrowly escaped death, divided into more than ten small teams, scattered and stealing their lives.

Even the patriarch of the Peak Realm of the Earth Rank was unfortunately severely injured by a Heaven Rank Demonic Beast when he was hunting three years ago, and until now he is still in a coma, relying on the Great Elder who is also the peak realm of the Earth Rank to support him alone.