Sanke's consciousness gradually retracted, and his light golden eyelashes trembled slightly, slowly revealing those beautiful golden eyes.

He rolled his eyes, and his eyes were so dark that he couldn't see his fingers.

"Ahem......"

Sanke suddenly coughed violently.

His coughing stopped, but the coughing around him didn't.

Hearing the echo, Sanke's face was a little bad.

What the hell is this place?

What about Liao Yu?

Why wasn't you with him?

"Hee-hee~"

A strange laugh suddenly sounded in the darkness, Sang Ke's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he clenched the small stone that Qi Zhuxue handed him.

"You smell so good, much more fragrant than that stupid witch."

The shrill voice drew closer, and Sanke felt that the strange thing was about to stick to his face.

He pursed his lips, a black mist swirling in his pale golden eyes.

"Hee-hee, it's more fragrant now."

A cool little hand was on Sanke's white face, and the sound of deep breathing sounded in his ears.

Sanke: "......"

This thing is disgusting!

Sanke quickly struck, pinching the little thing by feeling, and his fingers tightened little by little.

Clicks–

Sanke felt his fingertips twitch slightly, the little thing's neck should be broken.

Sanke threw away the things in his hand as if he were throwing garbage, groping his way to the wall behind him and standing up, moving slowly.

The Evil Elf had its throat choked and was thrown to the ground like a rag, lying quietly for a while.

Suddenly, she writhed a few times, got up from the ground, grinned, and grinned strangely as she approached Sanke, who was groping her way forward.

Sanke felt a chill behind him, his eyelashes trembled, his dry lips pursed, and a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes.

He touched the warm little stone in his arms, and calmed down a little apprehensively.

He has to go back, Xiaoxue is still waiting for him.

The evil elf crossed his calves and landed comfortably on Sanke's soft golden hair.

Sanke's eyelids drooped slightly, pursed his lips, paused in his footsteps, and continued to grope forward.

Click-

Boom Boom –

A dull sound sounded not far away, a little light leaked out from outside, and a graceful figure stood with the light on its back.

Sanke narrowed his eyes slightly, adjusting to the light for a moment, and saw the person standing in the doorway clearly.

"Long time no see."

Zi Jing stood at the door, reluctant to get close to Sang Ke, his gaze swept over his head, and his eyebrows instantly furrowed slightly.

The Elves of Evil?

How did it end up here?

Zi Jing subconsciously wanted to go to the jewelry box to see if the evil spirit was still there, but when she saw the familiar weird smile, she was sure.

This is that stupid elf!

"Hee-hee~ Let's break the contract, I've found a better contractor."

The little hand of the evil elf touched Sanke's soft blonde hair, and said to Zijing with a grin.

Zijing: "......"

What the heck?

Sure enough, the evil spirits have no loyalty, and will only choose more evil creatures as contractors.

Sanke indifferently pinched the evil spirit above his head and threw it away.

This kind of thing, he doesn't like.

The Evil Elf didn't mind in the slightest, and it could be said that the more rough its contractor was with it, the more it liked it.

All in all, it's a cheap bone.

Knock –

Sanke's footsteps turned, far away from where the sound had come from.

After being angry for a while, Zi Jing smiled cruelly, took out a small bottle, opened the lid, and poured it into the secret room.

The red mist quickly spread from the doorway to the secret room, and a disgusting fishy smell spread with it.

Sanke's face changed, and he just wanted to cover his mouth and nose, when the small stone in his arms emitted a white light mixed with light green.

The light shrouded Sanke, keeping the red mist out.

"Oh, what is this!"

Sen Yu hammered open the wall, just in front of the red mist, and sneezed several times in succession.

Liao Yu saw Sang Ke who was shrouded in white light, and wanted to run over, but was stopped by Sen Yu.

"What are you running? Do you think you're dying slowly? ”

Sen Yu identified the ingredients in the red mist, his face changed, and he pulled Liao Yu back quickly.

The wand waved, and transparent bubbles wrapped around the two of them.

The red mist sticks to the bubbles and makes a stinging sound.

Zi Jing stared at the unscathed Sanke, his eyes were cold, he clenched his teeth, and took out his wand.

"Die."

Purple Spirit waved her wand, trying to destroy the white light that enveloped Sanke.

The white light directly bounced off Zijing's magic, brushed her face, and hit the vase behind her.

The vase made a crisp sound, quickly shattered and melted, gurgling and bubbling with eeriely colored bubbles.

Sanke's pale golden eyelashes drooped, his eyes focused on the small stone in his hand, and his eyes softened a little.

His little witch is really powerful and cute.

Sen Yu pulled Liao Yu closer to Sang Ke, his little face was serious, and he skillfully used his magic, wanting to kill Zi Jing.

Zi Jing nodded at the evil elf, and the evil spirit flew to Zi Jing's side with a swoop, and the black fluorescence fell on Zi Jing's body.

After a few minutes, Senyu covered his chest with a pale face and coughed a few times.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? You okay? ”

Liao Yuxin tightened, stretched out his hand to help Sen Yu, and asked lightly.

"It's okay, that elf is too strong."

Sen Yu's gaze fell on the black elf above Zijing's head, and his little face was tense.

What is the origin of this elf?

Why has she never seen it!

Senyu is a forest witch who has always liked elves, but this elf shows that he hates her very much, and even wants to let her blood splash on the spot.

The evil spirit maliciously stared at the witch who exuded vitality and grinded his teeth.

Kill her! Eat her!

It conveyed such thoughts to Zijing.

Zi Jing curled the corners of her mouth slightly and agreed.

"Okay."