"I don't know how long I'll have to wait."

On the way back, little Harry sighed.

"How long to wait? No kidding, they don't mean to follow you at all. Yang Cheng shook his head and smiled bitterly, this could not be more obvious.

The Wind Elf Clan has been developing on its own for countless years, and has also formed an independent class system, and as the king of this clan, how could he give up the power in his hands so lightly, thus condescending to others? Of course, these are NPCs, and theoretically they shouldn't be linked to normal people's thought patterns, but NPCs' IQ is also getting higher and higher, and they have their own thoughts, and they are about to catch up with players.

They also have desires and ambitions, which surprised Yang Chengting.

So what if Harry the Younger is a prince or an elven king? Even if the patriarch knew about it, he would have suppressed the matter, and he chose the latter compared to the power.

"Huh? So what do we do? ”

Little Harry looked quite helpless, although he has now won the inheritance, he still does not look like a king. No way, he has lived in the market since he was a child, and he may have some cleverness, but there are some things he can't handle.

"It's okay, next time we come back, we must make them surrender." A cold light flashed in Yang Cheng's eyes.

He still doesn't believe it, the elf king is here, and you still want to break away from a scattered tribe? There are no doors. No matter what the patriarch means, it doesn't matter, in the face of faith and righteousness, no matter how much you suppress it, you can't suppress it.

Obviously, the reason why the patriarch secretly met with them alone was because he didn't want the people to know that the Elven King had appeared, so as not to cause unnecessary disturbances and affect his rule. And Yang Chengda can start from this aspect, and there is a great hope of success.

Thinking of that patriarch's attitude, Yang Cheng couldn't help but grit his teeth, isn't the wind elf patriarch amazing? When the time comes, you will surrender and bow to the ground obediently.

After going back, Yang Cheng asked Xu Shang and the others to monitor the Wind Elf Clan's every move with Xiao Harry, he couldn't think of a good way now, so he had to find an opportunity first.

And two days later, Xu Shang finally sent a useful message, saying that the Wind Elf clan would hold a sacrifice every year, and this year's sacrifice would be tomorrow.

"Yay!"

Yang Cheng is overjoyed, this is an opportunity, if little Harry can appear at the place of their sacrifice and reveal his identity, I believe that the people will follow. Of course, Yang Cheng's grasp is not very large, after all, the leadership position of the patriarch in the clan is deeply rooted and difficult to shake, and it is likely to be a hindrance.

"It seems that you have to be fully prepared."

Yang Cheng thought about it for a while, and went to Fengjiang City that afternoon, and then entered the slave market, which can be regarded as a revisit.

No one has taken Fengjiang City yet, but Shunjiang doesn't need to think about it, the distance is too far for the whip to reach. And the value of this city is immeasurable, presumably several major guilds around it are fighting its ideas, and it is still quite difficult to take it under each other's control.

Yang Cheng found the slave shop he had entered at that time and met the owner, Wiblen.

"Boss, remember me?" Yang Cheng smiled at him.

"Yo, the distinguished guest is here again, how can the villain not remember?" Vebron was smiling.

The last time Yang Cheng came, because the level was too low and the equipment was too poor, Veblen's attitude was not very good. But now it's different, Yang Cheng is a real high-ranking person in the game, how dare Veblen slack off? Even if he doesn't remember Yang Cheng, he has to say that he does.

"Hehe, I came this time to send you a deal." Yang Chengdao.

"What kind of deal?"

"There are elven slaves for sale in your shop, presumably there is a professional team to capture them, and I am here to provide clues about the elves this time."

Veblen was looking forward to it before, but when he heard Yang Cheng say this, the light in his eyes immediately dimmed.

"Honorable guest, don't you know, elves are not so easy to catch, they rarely come out, they all stay in the clan, even if there are clues, they can't catch it. Besides, this clue is useless, we also know the territory of several elves, but what can we? ”

"Of course I know this, but the clues I provided are not ordinary, that tribe is quite small, and it is an extinct wind elf."

"Wind Elf?!"

Veblen jumped up in shock, grabbed Yang Cheng and said, "What you said is true?" ”

"Of course."

"Where?"

Yang Cheng's smile was quite meaningful, of course he couldn't say it directly, he had to collect some benefits.

Wiblen said: "After the matter is completed, a hundred slave senior craftsmen, what do you think?" ”

"After that? That's not going to work. Yang Cheng shook his head and said, "God knows if your people have the ability to catch it, if you can't catch it, won't I have nothing to gain?" ”

"What do you mean......"

"As long as the information is correct, a hundred slave craftsmen will be mine."

"This ......"

Veblen was a little hesitant and wanted to bargain, but Yang Cheng's attitude was very resolute and left no room for Ben, and finally he agreed. Originally, the wind elves generally believed that they were all extinct, and if they could be caught, the value would be immeasurable, and a hundred slave craftsmen would be considered a fart.

"If the information is false, the gold must be returned."

"Don't worry."

These slave craftsmen, Yang Cheng, must have taken it for nothing, and he was very happy at the moment, and then explained to them the location and the size of the tribe.

As for how to break through the formation and infiltrate, it was none of Yang Cheng's business, he believed that these professionals would definitely have a way.

"By the way, it's best to choose to do it tomorrow, they will have a sacrifice tomorrow, the defense will be relaxed, and it will be more convenient for you to act."

"Thank you, if you succeed, there will be a generous gift afterwards." Veblen was very happy and was very polite to Yang Chengna.

Yang Cheng smiled secretly, success? Don't think about it, those are all his combat power, how can he let you be captured as slaves?

Leaving Fengjiang City, Yang Cheng found Murong Mu again, and asked them to secretly bring someone to pick it up tomorrow, if the slave market is strong, it may get out of control at that time. At least you have to be prepared first, just in case.

After doing this, Yang Cheng thought that it should be foolproof, and sat back and waited for tomorrow to visit the Wind Elf Clan.

The next day, Harry and Yang Cheng visited again, but this time it was impossible to be more open-minded, but sneaked in and followed the two elves into the place where they were holding their sacrifice.

Yang Cheng didn't lie to Veblen yesterday, the day of the Wind Elf Sacrifice was indeed weak, because they were all involved, so naturally there were no guards. And Yang Cheng and the two of them mixed in very easily, hiding on the valley, looking down on the elves.

The tribe numbered about a hundred, as little Harry had said, and they were now bowing down to an altar. And the style of that altar Yang Cheng is also familiar with, it is derived from the Fengshen lineage.

"If the faith is still there, then it will be easy to do." Yang Cheng pouted and smiled, even if the patriarch Ren had all kinds of means today, I believe that he would not be able to return to the sky.

"Do you remember what I said to you yesterday?" Yang Cheng asked Little Harry.

Harry Jr. nodded.

"Go ahead, it's your turn."

At this time, the wind elves were praying for the blessing of the wind god, and at this moment, little Harry stretched out his wings, flew into the sky, and then slowly descended to the very center of the altar.

The voices of the wind elves stopped abruptly, and they were all stupid, staring at little Harry blankly, this situation surprised them so much, there was actually a kindred they didn't know from the sky.

"Golden Wing?!"

"Royalty!"

The gazes of all the elves froze instantly.

The Golden Wing Wind Elf, this is definitely the royal bloodline, and it is the logo of Little Harry's evolution. When the patriarch received little Harry before, the reason why he was sure that he was His Royal Highness the prince was precisely because of this pair of golden wings, which was innate.

And at this time, little Harry spread his golden wings and appeared in front of this group of wind elf people, how could they not be surprised and shocked.

The patriarch was also here, and he stayed too, he never expected little Harry to appear here. And he was a little flustered, after all, he had never wanted to tell the people about the identity of Harry Jr., but what could he do now?

"Is it His Royal Highness the Prince?"

"It's really His Royal Highness the Prince!"

The wind elves are crazy, although they have been away from the clan for many years, but this is a kind of awe for the royal bloodline, everyone seems very excited, how can they care about the sacrifice.

Little Harry was also quite touched to see so many of his kindred, and he was about to explain his identity, but suddenly heard the patriarch speak first.

"Don't be fooled, everyone! This guy's wings are fake, he's just a dark clan! ”

The patriarch shouted, pointing at the little Harry in the sky and reprimanding: "Damn dark clan, I couldn't deceive me last time, and now I dare to appear, what a big boldness!" ”

"What, the fallen Darkling?"

"It's actually the Dark Clan, it's so shameless, why are you pretending to be us?"

The patriarch's prestige was unquestionable, and immediately convinced all the wind elves of Little Harry's dark elf identity, and their eyes also changed, from their previous excitement to resentment.

For the elves, the dark elves are dirty, they are the shame of the elves, and it can be said that everyone shouts and beats. And there is a dark elf in front of them, and he wants to deceive them, how can he bear it?

Little Harry looked at the patriarch below in disbelief, he didn't expect the patriarch to reverse black and white and label him as a dark elf.

"The master really guessed right, this patriarch is too hateful."

Yang Cheng had told Little Harry before that things might not go so smoothly, and the patriarch should jump out and interfere. Sure enough, Yang Cheng's words came true.

"I'm not a Dark Clan, you're mistaken, I'm the Prince of the Wind Clan, and I've also obtained the ancestral inheritance!" Harry Jr. shouted.

It's a pity that the patriarch didn't give him a chance to explain, and sneered: "Do you still want to deceive us, you are too naïve, our clansmen are not fools, His Royal Highness the Prince has already died back then, I saw it with my own eyes!" Besides, how could the ancestral inheritance be left to a dark clan? I've given you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it, so don't think about leaving today. ”

As he spoke, the patriarch waved his hand and gave the command to attack.