Chapter 697: Cooperate with Elves

The elven clan has eight shrines, and the lord of the temple is the god monarch period, with a preacher and countless families below. The strength of the elves among the ten thousand races is also medium, but the character, specialties and beauty of the elves have made the elves fall into great passivity. Too many people, too many races to capture the elves and turn them into slaves, the elves have to fight, and they have to enter the war zone to find opportunities and improve the strength of the race.

Lingling has a noble surname and noble bloodline, and the ancestor of the family is one of the masters of the temple.

The current situation of the elves has made them miserable, but it has also caused their news to be widespread. Every big man has some elven slaves under his hands, and the elves can deliver messages through plants.

Decades ago, the little white tiger was promoted to the true monarch, and the white tiger clan intended to let him come to the battlefield of all races to experience, and at that time, there was a white tiger who proposed that the white tiger of the Divine Monarch fall here in the Mingzang War Zone, and wanted the little white tiger to give priority to this place to experience and seize the property of the Tibetan Divine Monarch. Of course, this is just a casual proposal of a white tiger.

After the elven clan learned the news, they passed the information to the god monarch who was on the battlefield of all races, that is, the ancestor of the Lingling family. The Lingling family immediately sent an elven prince to the Mingzang War Zone with all the news about the Tibetan Temple, intending to befriend the little white tiger. With the character of the little white tiger and his status in the white tiger clan, as well as his future potential, it is indeed quite worthwhile for the elf clan to do this.

Although Ling Ling is a family bloodline, she is not a descendant, and her whimsical ideas all day long are also deviant and disliked by everyone in the family, so she came to the war zone with the elf prince in a fit of anger.

The elven prince was also smart, and first secretly released a series of news to stir up the Tibetan Temple, making many people believe that the chances of the Tibetan Temple being opened increased, and then attracting the little white tiger to come. Then he really released something, and then lured, and Ran Rong and Qinghong were the pawns used by the elf prince.

Originally, everything was arranged very well, and it was necessary to continue to advance, and then the elf prince would help the little white tiger win the opportunity of the Tibetan Temple and become good friends. Although the elven prince has several True Monarch guards, he is still in the late stage of the True Monarch, and he also has the life-saving things given by the ancestors, but he was still shot by a group of Cyclops, and thus the Cyclops also got the remaining opening method of the Tibetan Temple and the blood of the white tiger bloodline, so that a series of things happened in the Tibetan Temple.

When the cyclops wanted to shoot Ling Ling and other elves, because the huge fluctuations in the battle attracted the human race, a celestial elf didn't care much, so he fled, and Ling Ling was then captured by the human race and became a slave.

There is no difference between whimsical and whimsical thinking just one thing per se, only whether the result is good or bad.

At the beginning, Chu Zheng wanted the magic weapon style of the elf clan, and Ling Ling contributed to the inheritance of the elf clan on a whim, on the condition that Chu Zheng acquired a large number of elf slaves, after all, she also knew that Chu Zheng was really good to slaves, the difference was only the status of slaves, there was no difference between daily life and normal people, and they lived better in an environment like Xiaoqiankun bag.

Later, under Chu Zheng's suspicion and self-psychological pressure, he once again had a whim and chose to cooperate with Chu Zheng. To be honest, this is Chu Zheng, the slaves under the hands of ordinary people want to cooperate with him? That's a joke.

Two days later, a crescent-shaped boat flew rapidly and stopped a hundred feet in front of Chu Zheng, and then more than a dozen elves flew down. Lingling, an old man with a pestle and a cane

The elves, and the ten elves with long bows and swords hanging from their waists, except for Ling Ling, are all true monarch cultivators.

"You said that you have already rescued thousands of elven slaves, and you want to rescue tens of thousands?" A male elf in the late stage of the True Monarch looked at Chu Zheng with slender eyes slightly squinted.

Chu Zheng laughed and ignored him, which immediately made him angry.

The old elf with a pestle and a cane waved his hand: "Fellow Daoist, I wonder if it is true that you promised to rescue 10,000 elves and give them a safe and free living environment?"

"I did what I promised. But my conditions also need to be complied with. ”

"Impossible!" the slender-eyed elf roared, "It is your glory to save my elven slaves and get the friendship of my elves!"

Chu Zheng's face sank, and his eyes looked at this elf coldly.

"Sir, he was angry. Ling Ling's face changed, and she took a few steps forward to make a stand behind Chu Zheng, and hurriedly explained, "Alvado doesn't know how thick the sky is, and I don't want to bring him over, so please calm your anger." ”

Stand in a position to take a stand, and the words explain that it is not your fault that the other person must follow. She didn't think that since Chu Zheng dared to come, he didn't have hole cards, and she didn't want to anger Chu Zheng to let herself die or be worse than dead.

"Since I don't know the height of the sky, I'll let him know!"

With a bang, Chu Zheng rushed towards the elf with one kick, and blasted out a punch and went straight to the opposite door.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

The elf leader snorted, and the thin sword in his hand stabbed at Chu Zheng abruptly, and the wooden spikes in front of the thin sword emitted a faint cold light.

But at this moment, another Chu Zheng suddenly rushed out of Chu Zheng's body, and Chu Zheng stretched out his hand a little forward, and the purple light suddenly appeared, and the elf in the late stage of the True Monarch instantly withdrew his long sword and stood motionless in the air, opening his mouth to say something, but it was too late.

Bang!

With a punch, the elf flew upside down.

"Find ......"

The elf drew his long sword again and stabbed at Chu Zheng, but the next moment that Chu Zheng reappeared, and with another point, the elf long sword retracted and stood up to meet Chu Zheng's fist.

"Stop!" The old elf shouted, and the elves around him who had bent their bows and arrows immediately put down their longbows, but how could Chu Zheng listen to her orders.

Bang bang dragon groans are endless, a hundred punches in a row, a kick sweeps, bang the elf flew down to the top of the mountain, blood sprayed wildly.

With a thud, he stomped the elf under his feet. Chu Zheng glanced at the elven clan with a gloomy face with an indifferent expression, and said in a light tone: "In front of me, the elven clan is not worthy of arrogance. ”

The elf clan's anger rose, and the old elf stared at Chu Zheng with an extremely solemn expression. After a moment, he smiled and bowed slightly: "Please also ask the strong man of the human race to calm his anger." ”

waved his hand to the elf behind him: "In front of the time supernatural power, you can't keep the strong of the human race." The broken peak can forcibly kill the true monarch in the later stage, the strength of the human race, and the number of geniuses of the human race, make my elf race embarrassed. On his behalf, on behalf of his arrogant attitude, I apologize to you. ”

"No need. for he will be my slave for the rest of his life!"

"You ......" the elves were furious.

"Seniors, don't forget what Mr. Chu promised. Ling Ling took a step forward and stood in front of Chu Zheng and the elves opposite, "Don't forget the original intention of my elf clan to participate in the battlefield, let alone everyone."

Situation. Prince Bedo has fallen, and although the temple will not be angry, there are elves in the temple who will be concerned about it, especially the prince's mother. ”

The elf's anger froze, and it gradually subsided.

"Good!good!good!" the old elf nodded vigorously and gritted his teeth, "Please swear Mr. Chu Zheng." ”

Chu Zheng snorted, and his right palm covered his heart: "I swear in my own name that all the elven clans, except for the necessary five hundred, will regain their free bodies after a thousand years, and in the future, I will rule the territory for me and leave the seeds of hope for the elven clan." ”

Ling Ling looked around the elves, and immediately swore with her hands over her heart: "I swear in the name of the World Tree in my heart, and Mr. Chu's oath in his own name is his heaviest oath. ”

"In your own name?" The old elf looked startled, looked at Chu Zheng in surprise, and faced Chu Zheng with an indifferent expression, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, "Ancient body cultivation!"

"I see. The rest of the elves knew it. The ancient body cultivation regarded the self as the heaven and earth, and vowed to use only oneself as the object.

"I swear in the name of the World Tree in my heart that I am willing to be driven by Mr. Chu Zheng for a thousand years. "The elves bowed.

Chu Zheng nodded, and his mind moved, Kunlun Chu Zheng appeared. Stretch out your finger and point into the foreheads of the elves, leaving the soul seed.

"Please also ask Mr. Chu to wait for two days, and we will bring personnel according to Mr. Chu's request. The old elf straightened up, marched to Chu Zheng again, and then returned the same way with the nine elves.

Chu Zheng lifted the elf that collapsed to the ground, poured him some demon beast origin, and threw it into the small Qiankun bag casually, only then nodded approvingly: "I didn't expect you to really succeed." ”

Ling Ling bowed slightly: "Because they have no choice, and compared to the price of losing a thousand years of freedom, the opportunity and hope in exchange are worth it." The elves are not a warlike race, the reason why they participate in the war zone is for the survival of the elves, we have a lot of pressure to survive, if some elves can be sheltered, everyone will be more sure. For the sake of hope, it is worth losing a thousand years of freedom for the elves. Hope is ethereal and uncertain, but it's better than continuing to struggle. ”

"Looks like you know a lot of my secrets. Chu Zheng looked at Ling Ling with a smile.

Ling Ling trembled, and immediately said in fear: "Ling Ling's background has decided to know some things, and Mr. did not deliberately hide it. Please rest assured, even if Lingling is captured alive by others in the future, she will not be able to search my soul to know Mr.'s secret. ”

Chu Zheng nodded slightly: "It doesn't have to be like this, I'm not so terrible." ”

Lingling...... Lingling ......" Lingling breathed a little shortly, "I am willing to serve Mr. around." ”

Chu Zheng glanced at it and shook his head slightly: "Forget it, you can do things with peace of mind." ”

Pretty is really beautiful, and it also has a temperament. But it was too small and almost nonexistent, and it looked like a quail, so Chu Zheng really didn't have much interest.

Two days later, several crescent moon boats and hundreds of huge leaves flew in the distance. It turned out that several elven true monarchs had returned, and they had brought a thousand broken elves and thirty elves who could refine weapons.

After Kunlun Chu Zheng left the soul seed, Chu Zheng put all the elves into the small Qiankun bag. Looking at the beautiful and spiritually abundant environment, and then looking at the elven slaves who welcomed them with joy and enthusiasm, and listening to their stories about their life here, the hearts of the new elves finally relaxed.

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