When night fell into the sky again, Isitab, who was lying in his daughter's arms, began to walk towards the final countdown of his life.

Isitab was originally an old elf in the twilight, and even if he was saved by the unequaled Raga just before the tornado hit him, his body was still inevitably damaged by the powerful air currents emitted by the tornado.

This kind of injury is not something that the frail old elf can heal by himself, and the old elf understands his current situation very well, so he can't wait to leave Zheng Zhan by the side of the three elf boys.

At this time, several people had already returned to their temporary residence by the sea, but Zheng Zhan did not come back with them, and the Warcraft boy was unwilling to leave the place where his loved one died, and he could not fully believe Isitab's account of him.

Zheng Zhan finally said: "If my father will really come to me, then let him tell me everything himself." ”

Hatred gradually rose in the eyes of the stubborn young man, Isitab knew that this was hatred for the killer, but also for the incomprehension and hatred of his father, Zheng Zhan had always loved his father so much, so longing for the so-called adventure on the sea, but now that everything was not like that, how could he not be bitter and resentful?

If Zheng Zhan's father is really a nobleman from the royal capital, if Zheng Zhan's father really loves his mother as Isitab thinks, then he will definitely come back, but not to take Zheng Zhan back to the royal capital, but to take Zheng Zhan to another strange place, a place that he arranged to keep Zheng Zhan away from this place and the royal capital, and from now on, Zheng Zhan's life experience will be hidden forever.

Perhaps, the people here are so repulsive to strangers who may take Zheng Zhan away, this is the real reason.

Isittab knew that persuasion alone was useless, so they had no choice but to leave first.

Lying in the simple shack, Isitab gently stroked the soft vermilion hair of the baby in his arms, and his eyes were full of tenderness and care.

After a long time, he handed the child back into the hands of Isimia, and instructed: "Take care of her, my daughter, this child may be the future of the Cloud Dragon Clan, when he grows up, you must pay attention to the shape of the holy seal on his forehead, if it is a complete coiling dragon, it means that he must be a descendant of the great race standing on the top of the sun, and being able to protect him will become your pride and honor, even if you have to face death, you must not retreat, you know?"

Seeing her father's weak appearance, Isimakia had long since stopped crying, she lowered her head, and there was no way to answer her father's words, so the old elf turned her eyes to the two young elves behind her daughter, hoping to see their determination.

Although Yata and Bo Yituo's eyes were also full of imitation and sadness, they still nodded firmly, as if they had grown up a lot overnight, after all, in the future, everything will depend on themselves, and they must be strong.

After receiving the reply, Isittab turned his face, and he reached out his right hand to stroke his daughter's long gray hair, smoothing out her long, messy and knotted curls little by little.

Feeling her father's gentle touch, Esimarka raised her head, and the big tears in her eyes kept rolling down, and the sobbing could not be stopped.

Su Anni was tightly held in the arms of the girl, as if she also felt the change, crying. But in Isitab's eyes, Su Anni seems to be particularly sensitive to painful parting, perhaps because of what he has experienced. Isittab was genuinely pitiful and distressed by this child.

"Maya, don't forget what I said, don't be too sad, I'm already old, my life is short, you know, without this incident, I will have to leave you sooner or later. Cheer up, remember what I said, and protect Su Anni well. ”

"Well, Abba, I will, I will definitely raise Su Anni to be an adult and make him the pride of this country. ”

"You are all my pride, children, and the future is up to you. With that, Isitab leaned close to her daughter's ear and described to her in detail the appearance of the secret temple that the Winged Spirit King Peerless Raka had let him see.

When he was able to distance himself again, Isittab was so weak that he barely had the strength to speak again, barely holding on to his last breath, and Isittab asked his daughter, "Are you ...... Remember?"

"Hmm!!" With tears and determination, Isima nodded heavily, and this nod became the last image Isitab saw, and he closed his eyes forever with a smile of anticipation and kindness. In an instant, the heart-rending cries of the three teenagers and Su Anni came from the shack, and they were transmitted into the dark night sky and the cold sea breeze, and spread far and wide......

The peerless Rakga, who was waiting for them in the corner of the sea, also sensed this cry, and he silently drew a small but beautiful magic prayer talisman for the old elf, and the magic prayer talisman soon transformed into a small gray and white seabird, flying in the direction of the dead elf.

Wushuang Luojia looked at the direction in which the seabird flew and whispered, "O good elf, may you rest in peace in heaven......