"Winlesa, quick! Give me that black scale, and I'm going to destroy the demon's soul with it! ”

Luo Ning's eyes lit up when he looked at the black scales on Wen Leisa's chest, and that look was like the last straw that a drowning person saw beside him.

Although he didn't know if the scales of Deathwing could destroy the Demon Soul, it was obviously more reliable than the methods he had used before, after all, this was the power of the original owner, and the dragon scales themselves were also very strong weapons!

The little mage couldn't even wait for Wen Lesa to hand over the scales, so he ran over directly with the demon soul in three steps and two steps, dancing and drawing on the ground, with an anxious expression.

However, Wen Lesa smiled bitterly, instead took a few steps back, opened the distance, and said, "I'm sorry, Ronin, I can't give it to you!" ”

Luo Ning was stunned for a moment, and then he didn't know what to think, and said impatiently: "Wen Lesa, I'm just borrowing it, and I'll return it to you later, now we have to destroy the demon's soul first, Alexstasa They won't last long!" But he thought that Winlessa was reluctant to give up the spoils on his chest.

Unexpectedly, listening to Luo Ning's words, the bitterness on Wen Leisa's face was even stronger, and she held the scales of the Death Wing in her hand, but she retreated further.

"I'm sorry, Ronin, I really can't give it to you!"

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn, except for the roars and fighting sounds of the dragons below, the bridge deck was quiet for a while.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Ning solemnly looked at the female elf and asked, "Wen Leisa, why is this?" "He's not a fool either. At this time, he can't see that the other party has a problem, and he is not worthy of being a mage.

Wen Lisa bowed her head. There was silence, but another voice rang out around the two of them.

"Because our Royal Highness the Prince also wants the Demon's Soul. And how could we possibly let you sabotage it? ”

A white light flashed, and in a blink of an eye, three figures wearing cloaks appeared beside Wen Lesa and Luo Ning, enclosing the two in a triangle, and then one of them lifted his cloak, smiled at Luo Ning, and spread his small hand under the cloak.

"Now, little mage, hand over the demonic souls now! For the sake of Wen Leisa's sake, we may consider not killing you! ”

Look at the other party's pointed ears under their thick long hair. Luo Ning's heart sank, and then he whispered, "You high elves also want demon souls?" What are you going to do with it, to control the dragon like an orc? ”

Facing Luo Ning's questioning, the silver-haired elf led by him smiled, "I don't know about this, the order was given by His Royal Highness the Prince, and what to do with the Demon Soul is also something His Royal Highness the Prince needs to worry about!" ”

"His Highness Kael'thas ?" Hearing this name again, Luo Ning's heart couldn't help but sink to the bottom, and he found that this time the action seemed to be more than just the black dragon and the red dragon pushing behind it. Even the high elves also intervened, and the three elves in front of him, no matter which one of them was stronger than him, it can be seen that the elf clan has a deep layout. And think of what might happen to these powerful elves after they obtained the Demon Souls. Luo Ning's heart was cold again, when the orcs were about to be completely defeated, why did the elves of Quel'Salas still chase power frantically. Or even offend the dragon clan again for this? Are elves really as kind as humans know?

Barely holding his composure, Ronin clenched the hand holding the demon's soul hard. Then he looked slightly under the bridge and said casually, "It's not impossible to hand over the Demon Soul to you. But are you sure you'll be able to escape Deathwing? In my opinion, it's better to ruin it altogether! ”

Under the bridge, the situation of the four dragon kings is becoming more and more dangerous, and it is estimated that it will not be long before they will be completely defeated by the hands of Deathwing, and whoever holds the demon soul will definitely be hunted down by the Black Dragon King.

But in the face of Luo Ningdi's persuasion, the silver-haired elf shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and said casually: "You don't have to worry about it, we naturally have a way to deal with it!" ”

"Enough! Lannather, why bother talking so much nonsense with this human, just kill him and snatch the demon soul over! ”

Seeing that his companion was about to say something, one of the three elves was holding a purple long sword, but with a wave of his weapon, he looked at Luo Ning with a trace of killing intent in his eyes, and he looked extremely impatient.

The silver-haired elf didn't care, glanced back at Wen Leisa, who was silent, and then said slowly: "Solan Lian, haven't you noticed that you have become more and more violent recently? The person in front of him is also a good friend of Wen Leisa, so just spare his life! ”

But Solan Lian glanced at Wen Leisa, and then sneered, "I don't care whose friend he is, as long as he dares to stand in the way of the prince, he will be killed!" No one can disobey the Prince's orders, not even our companions! ”

As a great star sorcerer of Quel'Salas, Solan Lian is one of the few mages who can foresee the future fragments, although after Mo Wen's arrival, her ability has been greatly weakened, but the information she got before will not disappear, so she clearly knows what a sad fate it will be to meet the High Elves if she does not appear unheardly, - the country is ruined, corpses are everywhere, countless elves have died, that kind of terrifying scene, although Solan Lian once foresaw it, but she was completely powerless to change, Therefore, I can only wander alone in anguish and pain. And then one day when Mo Wen came, the future that Solan Lian saw began to become blurred and even distorted, which undoubtedly made the great star magician who had been sinking in the darkness see a glimmer of light, so from that moment on, she vowed to follow His Royal Highness the prince for the rest of her life and remove a qiē obstacle for him.

So among the four female elves present, Solan Lian was the most radical, and for the sake of Quel'Salas in the future, she could not even hesitate to do it to her own compatriots, let alone kill a human!

Looking at the elf's undisguised murderous intent, Luo Ning felt a chill in his heart, holding the demon soul in one hand, but quietly raising his staff in the other hand, and on the other side, Wen Lesa looked at this scene with a trace of unbearability in her eyes, and opened her mouth slightly, wanting to say something.

But the silver-haired elf took a step ahead of her, as if she didn't want to let her companions have another quarrel, she waved her hand at Solan Lian, and said: "Forget it, Your Majesty the Great Star Sorcerer, our mission this time is not here to kill people, I will see how to deal with him and leave it to His Highness, come, let's complete our mission first!" ”

Solan Lian pursed her lips, glanced at Wen Lessa, but didn't say much, and then saw the three elves take out a few water bottles from their arms at the same time, look around the surroundings, estimate, and begin to arrange them on the bridge. They opened the water bottle and placed it in different positions on the bridge, as if they were arranging some kind of magic array.

didn't speak, didn't make a move, Luo Ning just held the demon soul tightly, and then let the three of them move, he could feel that even if they were arranging some kind of unknown magic circle, these three people still had a part of their minds on him, as long as he dared to move, it would definitely be a thunderous blow, no, maybe these three were still expecting him to move!

Because there was no interference, the three powerful elves quickly completed their task, only to see Lannacel take out the last bottle of liquid, shake it twice, and then look at the scene of several dragon kings fighting under the bridge is a sigh.

"This is the last bottle of water from the Sun Well, and the stock that has been saved for hundreds of years has been used up! These dragon kings are really a waste, and when they were guided to Deathwing before, the three of them didn't leave each other, so they still want us to make a move! ”

Nagging to herself, Lannacel didn't hesitate, opened the water bottle in her hand, but fell to the last direction.

"Then our task is completed, and the rest will depend on His Royal Highness the Prince!" (To be continued......)