The old pope was shocked according to the report of his illegitimate son and the four elders. What would be the identity of such a young super strong magic archer? This person is not only excellent in archery, but also has many peerless famous arrows, such as the purple "Breaking Defense Arrow" (the constantly rotating arrow has a strong defense-breaking effect, if the opponent's defense is very strong, then the purple arrow will also release a lot of manic energy to invade the defense shield, and then as long as a little fire, the entire defense shield will become the most violent explosive. When Piaowu was competing with Candace, he had suffered a big loss from this purple arrow. If it were a different person, I am afraid that it would have been blown up long ago. ), the red "Flame Burst Arrow". Cultivation may also rely on extraordinary talent and acquired hard work, but these peerless arrows, if you don't have a deep family background, then it is absolutely difficult to obtain. The "Flame Burst Arrow" is the unique weapon of our Church of Light, but the young man arrogantly said that it is not only our Church of Light. What does this mean? Could it be that he is an elven who has not been born for a long time? Only the elves have such superb manufacturing skills, and our "Flame Burst Arrow" technique was also taught by the elves when he was Charlemagne. However, recently, in the Western Earth Continent, I have not heard of the whereabouts of the elves? If it is really from the elves, and it is also mixed with the Clarence Academy, then the situation is very unfavorable to our Church of Light! From then on, the old pope became even more worried.

After the solemn farewell ceremony, he finally got out of the sea of suffering. Together with Candace, he continued to the southwest on the fine horses sent by the Barthenon family. Within a few days, he was out of the kingdom of Bicester. Ahead lies an unattended, pristine territory.

The rolling mountains, the pristine forests, were no longer suitable for horseback riding, so untie the reins and let the horses return to nature. Luckily, both are good archers, and their prey is readily available. Drifting without a trace, there is a great experience of a trip to the magic forest, and he has practiced a good craft. The authentic game roasted is full of flavor and praise from Candace. In fact, the elves are a race with a very strong ability to survive in the wild, but Candace, as a prince, how could he have the opportunity to get something to eat by himself? If outsiders knew that the elves were not as good as an ordinary human who could barbecue, then the face of the entire elven race would be completely lost because of Candace alone.

Candace seems to enjoy the rough sleeper. Through a few days of leisurely and leisurely life in the wilderness, the relationship between the two has deepened. On this day, as soon as I came to the bottom of a small hill, I found a group of people rushing down from the mountain. When I got closer, I found that it was actually a completely naked aboriginal painted all over the body. It seemed very exciting to see them. I gurgled in my mouth, and I didn't know what to say. But the group didn't seem to care whether they understood their intentions or not, and after a word, they began to sing and dance around them.

The majestic dance posture and powerful movements reveal the beauty of primitive wildness everywhere. How similar is this to the idea of returning to nature as recorded in his own world! Drifting away, he turned his head to find Candace with his eyes closed. I took the exam, they are all big men, what is there to be shy about. A handful grabbed Candace by the collar. "Let's indulge and get back to nature!" said that, just as he tried to rip off Candace's shirt.

"Smack" a crisp and loud slap. "Hooligans!" Candace roared angrily.

The beaten hand floated away without a trace, and the outstretched hand remained in mid-air. But he was soon thrown away by the mad Candace.

What kind of style is this? It's all men, how can I become a hooligan? I'm embarrassed to go back to nature, just say it, do I need to make such a big fire? Drifting away and depressed.

"Hmph, that is, you don't understand. Getting back to nature is good for your physical and mental health. Drifting said dissatisfiedly. Then prepare your own clothes and untie them and join the indigenous freewheeling dance.

A pair of white and slender hands decisively stopped his actions. "I won't let you do that. Candace yelled very domineeringly. Then he pulled up and floated away, rushed out of the dance circle of the natives, and ran forward quickly.

The natives immediately stopped dancing, looking very anxious to explain something. Drifting and Candace didn't understand a word. Seeing that the two had no intention of stopping, the group of natives ran wildly and chased after them. While running, his mouth was still loudly chirping.

Not to mention, these natives can really run! Driftless and Candace have tried their best to increase their speed, but the distance between them and the natives is getting closer and closer. Candace didn't want to entangle with the natives any longer, so he recited a spell. Drifting away knew his thoughts, so he had to follow along. Otherwise, the two of them will be in lockstep.

The natives who were chasing suddenly saw the two of them flying into the air. At first, he was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he fell to his knees and worshiped very sincerely. I guess I think they are gods.

Unable to see their figures, the two fell to the ground again and continued to walk forward. Coincidentally, they were going in the same direction that the natives had come from. Not long after descending the hill, they saw a simple village in front of them. A tall wooden fence with thatched huts inside.

Seeing someone approaching, a few people came out from behind the fence. There are a few leaves on the important parts of the body. Although it is almost **, I don't know how much stronger it is compared to the group I saw just now that there is not even a minimum fig leaf. Therefore, Candace can still reluctantly accept it. The two were warmly invited into the village by several people. The natives chattered as they walked, as if asking something. It's a pity that neither of the two can understand, and of course they can't answer.

Walking into the fence, I finally saw the woman. My good man, too, is just a few leaves. The spring is infinite! I can see that there is no trace and the blood is gushing. "Oops......" Drift Grumbled, clutching his ass and grumbling, "Candace, why are you kicking me?" Candace didn't answer, but puffed up and pushed him to the nearest thatched hut. That damn thatch immediately blocked someone's greedy gaze.

The person who led them followed, and they chattered again, and the two of them didn't understand a word, just nodded casually. When the natives saw this, they were very happy, and their words became more and more excited. The two of them nodded anyway. Suddenly, the natives fell prostrate to the ground and bowed down to them with great respect. Then, retreated.

It wasn't long before a plump, voluptuous, almost naked indigenous girl appeared at the door with a wooden basin carrying a wide variety of fruits. Floating without a trace, I suddenly felt a piece of white flowers, and I just wanted to take a closer look. "Whoosh", a very unknown person blocked his view. I just wanted to tilt my head and glance at the remnants of spring. But someone's movements were so swift that he had already taken the tub and pushed the native girl out of the door. Drifting without a trace, his body was crooked, but his eyes were empty.

Candace put down the tub and said angrily, "Floating without a trace, what are you looking at?"

Of course, this was a little embarrassing, and then he tilted to the other side, and his hands rose hard. "I didn't see anything, I was just tired of walking, and I just moved my muscles and bones. Although he was already blushing, he still pretended to be calm and pretended to be indifferent.

"Who believes?" Candace despised in his heart.

"How can someone be clever! Come over in time and see everything? Poor me, I don't see anything. Drifting without a trace was dissatisfied, and muttered quietly.

The two were so close that Candace could hear every word. "Hooligans!" scolded in his mouth, but he felt happy in his heart. Fortunately, he didn't let him see it.

Seeing Candace's happy appearance, I felt even more unhappy when I was gone. Who is a hooligan? Like a pervert reincarnated, he immediately came up to me, feasted his eyes, and was embarrassed to scold me, a strange man who "sits like a mountain" and "does not sit still," as a hooligan? What kind of world is this? Compared with someone, the more I think about it, the more I feel that I am amazing. So I was very upset with my heart.

The two of them were tasting pure green mountain fruits when they suddenly heard a commotion outside. The two of them walked to the door and saw that the people who had been dancing around them had also arrived. They were very familiar with the people in the village. You can see that both sides are happy. The group then returned to the thatched hut and came out with the same paint as the people in the village—leaves.