Then he took the spear in his right hand, carried it behind his back, and quietly walked in with bated breath.

As he took the first step, a ruby stud earring on the man's left ear flickered.

Inside is an open flat land that is not too big, but not too big.

Surrounded on all sides by mountains and surrounded by trees and tall bushes, a trickle of water slides down the slopes and falls into a small lake.

And in that lake, is the back of a young girl.

The girl had long blond hair, which was now half soaked by the lake and draped over her bare white back.

The man walked in slowly, and when he saw the girl's pointed ears, he was stunned, this is an elf?

Didn't the elves be wiped out by the monsters a few years ago? Because the place where the elves live is in this Warcraft Forest, and the Warcraft Forest is the first place where Warcraft appears, and it is also the place where Warcraft gathers in large numbers.

Besides, the back and hair color of this elf are somewhat familiar to him...

Getting closer and closer, getting closer and closer, the elf seemed to be aware of his presence when he was only a few steps away.

A second before the elf girl was about to turn around, he stretched out his right hand, and the cold and hard head of the spear was against the girl's white back.

"Don't move."

The man spoke up.

The elf girl stopped turning around immediately, just clasped her hands and slowly turned her head to look at it with a red face.

He breathed sluggishly, not only because of the appearance of the elf girl in front of him, but also because of the ruby stud earring on her right ear.

On his left ear, there is also this one that is identical, and at a glance you know that it was originally a pair.

He put down the spear in his hand, and said with some surprise and uncertainty: "... Eleven? ”

Only then did the elf girl turn around, still clasping her hands and holding them tightly to prevent the man in front of her from seeing.

However, under the long golden hair, the palm-sized face, delicate facial features, beautiful collarbones, fair skin, and the places she covered can be seen at a glance.

Especially this kind of scene where the pipa is half-covered, it is extremely tempting, no matter how much you cover it, it is useless.

"Turn around! Let me put my clothes on first! ”

The blonde elf spoke, with a hint of familiarity with the man in front of her in her tone.

“... Good. The man turned around and took a few steps outside.

After seeing him turn around, she cautiously walked out of the lake, stood on the shore, picked up the clothes that were placed on the shore and hastily put them on her body, and then walked towards him.

Hearing footsteps approaching, the man in black slowly turned around.

"..."It's not so much a dress as underwear, but in fact, she doesn't wear a few more pieces of cloth than underwear.

A white bandeau dress was worn over her body.

It's all the parts that are not allowed to be described, and there's nothing to see anyway.

The outside is covered with a white light veil, full of fairy spirit.

Beneath the slender and slender legs are unshoed feet.

Returning her gaze to the elf's face in front of her, her facial features had grown, and she was more beautiful and refined than she had been five years ago.

A pleasant voice sounded.

The blonde elf girl said coquettishly: "I'm not called Eleven, I have a name!" ”

The man in black raised his eyebrows slightly, very handsome: "At that time, you didn't speak, so I called you eleven." ”

"My names are Rong, Zhi, and Wei," the elf girl said word by word, and then added: "What about you?" ”

He smiled: "Rong Zhiwei, is it, my name is Eleven, well, Eleven." ”

He is Su Eleven, an S-class mercenary leader with iron blood, but he named her when he was a child: "Eleven." ”

From Rong Zhiwei's mouth, he learned that this was the last place of the elf race. Not only can't the monsters enter, but also the humans can't enter, and there is an enchantment that has been protected by the patriarchs of the elf clan for generations.

And the reason why he was able to come in was because he wore the ruby stud earring on his left ear, which had the air of an elf that she had left behind.

Because it is the elves who have always lived in this forest, when the demonic beasts appear in this forest, the elves are the first to know.

The elves also tried to kill these ferocious and brutal beasts, or drive them out of the forest.

However, they underestimated the number and strength of the demonic beasts, so the casualties were extremely heavy.

Five years ago, Rong Zhiwei left Su Eleven, also because of this incident.

In the end, there were only two people left in the elven clan, one was her, and the other was the previous patriarch of the elven clan.

And the patriarch also died a year ago, so she is the only one left in the elf clan.

This is simply a story of sadness for the hearer and tears for the listener.

After being silent for two seconds, Su Eleven asked, "Then, do you want to come with me?" ”

The man's deep and beautiful voice, and the outside world, are simply a great temptation for her.

Her eyes seemed to light up, but they quickly darkened, and she lowered her eyelids and bit her lower lip, as if trying to think of something.

Without saying anything, he reached out and grabbed her wrist: "Let's go, don't hesitate, what's good about staying alone in this broken forest." ”

Then, from the storage ring in his hand, he took out a long white cape with a hood and draped it over her body, putting it on, covering her head to her feet.

Rong Zhiwei suddenly said loudly: "Can you carry me away?" ”

Because the wound on his body had not healed, he wanted to refuse, but when his eyes touched her bare feet and blue eyes, he couldn't refuse.

Yiyan carried her out of the forest and returned to the mercenary group base.

Rong Zhiwei lay on Su Eleven's back, and for the first time after she was the only one left in the elf clan, she felt a little relieved.

But after a while, she smelled a faint smell of blood on him, and thought that there must be an unhealed wound on his body.

It was true, because he carried her, although she was not considered heavy, but an unhealed wound on his waist was torn and bleeding again, and the pain was unbearable, but he still carried her back to the base.

Entering his room, when the door was closed, the beads of sweat on his forehead were already rolling down in large pieces, and before she could figure out where to place her, she jumped off his back by herself, and then reached out and tore off his black coat, unbuttoned the three buttons of his white shirt under his stunned gaze, and then ripped off the shirt.

It could be seen that the bandage wrapped around his waist had been stained with a large amount of blood, Rong Zhiwei raised her head and winked at him, stretched out her right index finger and made a "shhh" gesture on her lips, and then stretched her right hand to his waist.

After removing the bandage, there was a faint green glow on her fingertips, and then her hand pressed against the wound on his waist, a slight coolness, but in an instant, he was no longer in pain.

Then she let go and ran her fingertips lightly across the wound, and the wound healed at a visible rate, leaving no scar.