Sivir stood at the front of the crowd with a solemn face. She said to the other elf, "Matt." Go get the Freezing Potion. Then, while calmly organizing the other elves, she sent the injured elves to be treated first, while evacuating the crowd. Faced with the failure of this concoction and the danger of the elixir, the elves have always used freezing potions to freeze them and then transport them outside the forest to dispose of them.

Just as Sivir was running the wood all over his body, and then carefully approached the pot of the ominous potion with the frozen potion he had sent. Suddenly, Louis's voice sounded at the door of the pharmacy: "Don't move, Sivir!" Sivir paused, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the door. At this moment, Matt, who had helped Sivir bring the potion, looked fierce for a moment, and actually pounced directly on Sivir, slapping the bottle of "frozen potion" in her hand at the pot of failed potion.

Sivir had been wary of Louis for a long time, and when Matt slapped the cryogenic potion in her hand, she bent her elbow backwards, and the blow that was already covered in wood energy directly knocked Matt to the ground.

Matt still wanted to get up, but his neck was cold, and Louis had flashed to his side at some point, and the long sword in his hand flashed cold light on his neck.

He still wanted to quibble, but Louis didn't give him a chance at all, and the two guard elves quickly tied up Matt and took him down.

Sivir carefully opened the bottle of "Frozen Elixir" and sniffed it to find something wrong. "There are ingredients added to it to enhance the efficacy of the medicine, but the smell of the main medicine of the frozen potion, Cold Ice Grass, is very thin, and it is just used to hide people's ears and eyes. With that, she swept her gaze to the pot of failed potions, "Although the Swift Potion is complicated, I would never have made such a big mistake, and I wonder what Matt added to it to make it like this." ”

"Anyway, be careful with yourself. Louis stood aside and said coldly. "You have a special identity, and you only have a fourth-order, the blood elves definitely want to break through from you. ”

Sivir nodded, in fact, when there was a problem with this pot of potion, she sensed that something was wrong, so she kept a high level of vigilance. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been safe and sound.

"Sivir, don't you think this pot of potions resembles the legendary plague potion?" After knowing that something had happened, the elf in charge of the apothecary room hurried over. He was Sivir's potion mentor Mandor, who was only a little younger than the Great Elder Kuli, and was also over a thousand years old, and he had seen countless potions, but he was not completely sure what kind of potion was in front of him.

"Failed potions usually explode, but this potion is boiling and splashing, but it has always been in a stable state...... How did Matt do it, changing the Swift Elixir to a completely different potion, even a Grandmaster couldn't do it easily!" Mando felt more and more incredulous the more he thought about it.

"Not good!" Sivir suddenly thought of the two elves who were covered in pustules after being splashed with the potion. "Those two elves just now, Louis, go and seal the healing hall, don't let anyone in or out, I'll go find my mother!"

Louis also realized the seriousness of the matter, and without saying a word, he immediately rushed to the healing hall with the patrol guards.

"Mentor Mandor, please be sure to keep an eye on this potion and don't let people touch it by mistake!" said Sivir, turning to her potion mentor again.

"Don't worry, Sivir, I'll dismiss all the elves in the apothecary. Mando replied.

After Sivir arranged everything, he was about to go to the Great Elder, and before he could take a step, he saw a female elf with green hair and silver eyes and a cold expression walking in, and it was the Great Elder Kuli!

"Mother. "Great Elder. The elves in the apothecary saluted.

The Great Elder glanced around and found that things were fairly well controlled, so his expression was a little pale. When Zhao Yuan suddenly broke into the prayer room to find her just now, she had already prepared for the worst, but she didn't expect that Xiwei was now much more mature and didn't cause a big disaster.

But this was not the time to relax, and soon, the Great Elder and Sivir arrived at the Healing Hall. The healing hall was shrouded in a tense atmosphere at this time, and outside the main hall, more than a dozen guard elves were strictly stationed, and no one was allowed to enter or leave the main hall, until the slender and tall figure of the great elder appeared, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The Lambert family has produced seven Great Elders so far, all of which are consistent power policies, but no elves are unconvinced, because as long as they are there, everyone has a backbone, and they can survive in peace even in the storm.

"Is the elf inside infected?" the Grand Elder asked.

"Not yet, but the symptoms of the two injured elves are still getting worse. Louis's eyes darkened as he said this. "If more elves are infected, the healing power of the fortress's reserves will soon be insufficient. At that time, if you are seriously injured, you may die immediately. ”

When the Great Elder heard this, an imperceptible hint of sarcasm flashed in his ice eyes.

"Louis, continue to lock down the healing hall, and I will pray to the elders for a cure. The Great Elder ordered lightly.

Sivir stood behind the Great Elder, his brows furrowed. Obviously, this attack was aimed at Lord Zhao Yuan, she thought. Now Lord Zhao Yuan is seriously injured, relying on the power of healing to recover his injuries, if the power of healing is separated by the elves infected with the plague, he will be very dangerous. Even if Zhao Yuan has a great healing technique, it is not as good as using the healing power to recover after all, because the healing technique will damage the lifespan.

Fortunately, this time the situation was not serious, and Sivir thought slightly that he still had to be strong in order not to cause trouble to Lord Zhao Yuan......

On the other side, Zhao Yuan also saw the situation through the Eye of Enlightenment, and unlike those elves outside, he was afraid of being infected with the plague and could not enter the Healing Hall, through the Eye of Enlightenment, he could easily see the situation of the Healing Hall.

The two wounded elves looked miserable now. The originally fair and smooth skin was covered with pustules, some of which had ruptured and leaked thick yellow juice, which was very disgusting to watch. And the two elves seem to have been drugged unconscious by their tribesmen to avoid this suffering.

Although the elves in the healing hall were isolated, they did not panic, but administered medicine to the two elves in an orderly manner, and then placed them on the jade slab full of healing power, and then rested away from them, chatting, and preventing infection as much as possible.

At this time, the Great Elder also returned. As soon as she entered, she walked straight to the prayer room without saying a word. Zhao Yuan looked at her back, and he was a little helpless in his heart. He originally planned to be injured and seduce the blood elves to make a move, but he succeeded, but when he encountered a problem, he couldn't come forward to solve it.

Fortunately, there are still elders, Zhao Yuan thought happily. However, in the evening, he saw the tired figure of the Great Elder coming out of the prayer room: "The elder will not take action in this matter, and we have to find a way to solve it ourselves." The Great Elder said in a deep voice.

Zhao Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that although this incident was inexplicably weird, it still belonged to the contradiction between the blood elves and the elf clan, and it was normal for the elders not to make a move.

"Your Excellency Zhao Yuan, it's up to you. The Great Elder glanced at Zhao Yuan deeply.

Zhao Yuan immediately understood and replied, "Then I'll take a look tomorrow, trouble the Great Elder to arrange a lot." ”

The Great Elder nodded in satisfaction and was about to leave the council hall.

"Huh......" Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of some papers on the table, and with a turn of footsteps, she walked over and picked up a piece of paper.

"Well, I write and draw when I'm bored. Zhao Yuan said with some embarrassment, his words have always been ugly.

"What kind of text did Your Excellency Zhao Yuan write, why have I never seen it?" the Great Elder said curiously.

"Well, that's the lingua franca. Zhao Yuan hesitated, isn't his words too ugly for the Great Elder to recognize?

But seeing that the Great Elder looked at him strangely, he said categorically: "No, you are not a lingua franca, nor are you a text of the Beast Clan, the Human Clan, the Wing Clan, and the Shark Clan, if it is inconvenient, you don't have to answer." ”

"Won't you...... Great Elder, take a look again, is it too ugly for me to write......" Zhao Yuan was embarrassed, and his words were a little knotted.

The Great Elder directly picked up the ivory pen and wrote the word "Zhao Yuan" with the pen.

"You see—that's the universal language. She said as she handed the pen to Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan was stunned for a long time before he reacted, and he also picked up a pen and wrote the word "Zhao Yuan" on the paper, and this time, the difference came out. Zhao Yuan looked at the four characters on the paper in disbelief, obviously looking at them separately, they were all Chinese characters "Zhao Yuan", but when they were compared, they found that the writing of these two "Zhao Yuan" was completely different!

The Great Elder looked at Zhao Yuan pinching the paper in a daze, with a puzzled look on his face, as if he really didn't know what was going on.

"Alright, it's not too early, let's rest early. She finally spoke, but Zhao Yuan was still stunned and didn't reply to her, so the Great Elder left the council hall directly.

Hearing the sound of the door of the council hall slamming shut, Zhao Yuancai came back to his senses in a trance. This time he couldn't help but doubt that he was in the game, how could there be such a bug, it was completely illogical.

Thinking about it and thinking about it, he couldn't think of a result, Zhao Yuan simply went to bed - let's sleep, sleep to relieve a thousand sorrows, it's better to pick up a foreign language in vain than to be illiterate, he thought with a wry smile.