"Is that you?" The woman asked with a surprised expression. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Is that you?" I also asked rhetorically with a surprised face.

"Why are you chasing me?"

"And what are you running for?"

"Of course you'll run away after me."

"Of course I'll chase you if you run."

Then, the two of them froze. The eyes were relatively silent for a long time. At this moment, several sharp arrows suddenly shot at the two of them from the side. The two quickly dodged, and then hid in the same bush.

Then, suddenly, more than fifty Night Elves rushed out from behind the trees around them, including archers, mages, and elven warriors. That battle, and we were surrounded by cannibal tribes.

"Shogunate Yaka pressure, wow?" A Night Elf, almost like a leader, yelled at us.

But where do I understand this, and the system doesn't translate it for me. I was so anxious that my neat and handsome flat head wanted to sweat again.

Just when I was at a loss, the female mage who had despised me and disliked me shouted to the other side, "I don't understand, do any of you know the words of heaven?" Is it okay to come out and communicate? ”

I'll go, old driver! It's all right, you know.

Sure enough, within a moment, a Night Elf came from afar. This is an elf who is a little old and knowledgeable at first glance, and he is holding a green skeletal staff, which makes people look indescribably weird. Then he slowly walked up to us and asked, "Where are you from, and what are you doing in our forest?" ”

I was about to say that I had come to the forest to look for Zifu, but as soon as my mouth opened, I was trampled by the fierce female mage. It's not that painful, but I'm familiar with you, why are you stepping on me? Besides, you and I are not all the way, why should I listen to you? Before I could get out of these messy thoughts.

The fierce female mage spoke. "Elder, we are herb pickers in the forest, and we accidentally got lost, please let us go. We promise that today's events will not be taken out and talked about. ”

I went, I can't see it, this chick is still a fortune teller, how does she know that I am here to collect medicine.

The Night Elf was silent for a moment and said, "Since the two of you came into the forest to collect medicine, don't dare to say anything else, our tribe still has a little bit of medicinal herbs, can you please move?" After speaking, without waiting for us to refute, he made a gesture of invitation to us.

Seeing this, the night elf over there bent his bow and arrow, the mage took out his staff, and the warrior drew his sword.

In desperation, the fierce female mage had no choice but to say, "The elder kindly invited us, so naturally we can't refuse, thank you for the elder's hospitality first." ”

We were then escorted back to their camp by more than 50 Night Elves. Even when it was almost there, we were masked and felt like an underground al-Qaeda joint.

During this frightened journey, I finally learned that this fierce mage is called Yao Yao, and I will call her three pieces of soil in the future. I dare to swear with my handsome hairstyle, she must be short of soil in the five elements, otherwise there would not be so much soil. But then again, don't look at her name so earthy, in fact, she is still good-looking. How to describe it? It's almost like a soft hand, a skin like clotted fat, a collar like a grub, a tooth like a rhinoceros, and a moth's eyebrows. Don't ask me how a martial arts veteran knows, that's what she forced me to remember after knowing Santu for a long time, saying that only such adjectives can barely describe her beauty.

Walking time is always boring, especially when people are escorted. So I couldn't help it, so I found three pieces of dirt to talk to.

"Three pieces of soil, what are you doing in the forest?" I asked casually.

"I was hunted down by a guild and fled to the forest." She replied in passing.

"Then you're not very awesome, you're all mixed up to the point where you dare not fight back when you are hunted down." I teased her.

"You cow, you go up. One of their guilds dispatched more than 30 people of various professions to kill me, it would be good if I could run away, and I would kill back? Do you think I'm a black widow? "The three pieces of soil are obviously a little unhappy.

"And said that I, when I saw you for the first time, you couldn't even kill a wild wolf, and you were embarrassed to laugh at me, weak chicken man." The three pieces of earth obviously knew my weakness and said sarcastically to me.

"That's because I wasn't familiar with the game at the time. And at that time, I was still doing other tasks and delayed the upgrade, you let me kill the wolf now, I promise not to lose a drop of blood. I hurriedly argued.

"Yes, weak man. A level 14 swordsman goes to kill a level 4 wolf, and of course not a drop of blood is lost. If you have the ability, you won't lose a drop of blood if you go to level 40 now. The three pieces of soil continued to sarcastically say to me.

"I, I ....." I found that the ancients said that only villains and women are difficult to raise, which is really true. Especially this kind of little woman who you helped her and she still dislikes your weak. But it's not small, huh? Haha, I only dare to be weak in my heart, and use the spiritual victory method to comfort myself.

"Weak chicken man, what about you? What are you doing in the forest? "The three pieces of soil seem to have branded me as a weak chicken man in my heart.

"I'm here to find a medicinal herb, Zifu. By the way, have you seen that? I replied.

"Zifu, I haven't seen it. But then again, what is the matter with you looking for medicinal materials, is it because your body is too weak and needs to be replenished. Hey! After saying that, the three pieces of soil looked at me with disdain.

"I'll go, where do you want to go. It's my pet who died, and I need this herb for resurrection. Not me! Not me! I quickly explained.

"Oh, pets. You actually have pets, it's not too weak, right? However, you can't even protect your pets, and sure enough, a weak chicken man is a weak chicken man, and you can't change it. She shook her head as she spoke.

I'll go, I swear. I ignored her anymore, and I was so. Why doesn't it make sense?

At this time, we also arrived. I saw that the house of the Night Elves was not built of trees, but of living trees. A pale white staircase spirals up to the top floor, edged with the same puffy cloud ornament as on the roof. Under the thick shade, the purple cornices are full of classical charm. A few small low trees had sparse branches and were entwined with silver-blue balls. It's just a beautiful explosion.

However, the Night Elves didn't let us see more, so they escorted us forward and locked us up in a secluded treehouse. There were also two elven warriors watching outside the door. And the elder who started talking to us was thinking about the largest treehouse in the center, probably asking their team leader to go.

"Weak chicken man, what do you think these Night Elves will do with us?" Because I was too bored and couldn't run, the three pieces of soil came to me to chat and relieve my boredom.

"How do I know, but it's nothing more than what was caught and killed or locked in that cell as a coolie, and the worst thing is to throw it directly into the oil pan and fry it, and then eat the pot wrapped in meat. You can't expect the Night Elves to offer you like an ancestor, can you? "I guessed what happened after I was caught by the cannibal tribe.