Zhandui's nose sniffed hard, the hair on his body exploded, and his mouth roared, as if he was looking for an unknown enemy. But it was clear that these miserable white elves were not his enemies. So what is he looking for?

Zhangxiong Gyatso tried to appease Zhandui, but to no avail, the golden hair, like a steel needle upside down, looked like a person to devour.

"What's the matter with your pet beast, please reassure him, we don't have any ill will,...... Hehe, even if there is malice, with the way we look, what can we do?" said Patriarch Kromie, looking bleak.

Zhangxiong Gyatso couldn't appease Zhandui, Zhandui was almost crazy, he had no choice but to ignore him and let him vent.

Zhandui raised his head violently and roared, his hind paws were forceful, he jumped up more than ten meters high, climbed the rock wall in the canyon, and vented his anger wantonly, and the hard rock of the rock wall, like tofu, was crushed by him one after another, and smashed down. Fortunately, the white elves all dodged and were not hurt.

Zhandui was looking for an unknown enemy, but in the end he found nothing, and after some venting, he jumped off the rock wall and shrank behind Zhangxiong Gyatso, looking sluggish, with tears in his eyes. It's like a motherless child helplessly looking for his mother.

That's right, Mom!" Zhangxiong Gyatso moved suddenly, feeling as if he had caught something, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

In the end, he had no choice but to press it and ask the Chromie Patriarch: "Patriarch Chromie, can you tell me what is going on in your clan?"

It seemed that it took a lot of strength to stand, and the Patriarch of Kromie had to sit on a stone, facing the question of Xiong Gyatso, but he did not hide anything, and laughed miserably: "It's a curse, the rumors on the continent are true, our White Elf clan has been cursed by the enemy, and we will have to suffer that vicious torture for generations." ”

"But as far as I know, although the White Elves have been adrift on the continent for hundreds of years, they have never been so dangerous as they are now?" Elephant Gyatso pointed to the weak White Elves, as if they would die in the next moment.

"Yes, although we are cursed, when we were expelled by other races, we still carried the [sapling of the tree of life] belonging to our white elves. With the protection of the Tree of Life, we will still suffer the curse, but we will be able to sustain it. Until a few months ago, the sapling of our tree of life withered. Without its protection, the curse immediately blessed us several times over, so that the entire race was on the verge of extinction. ”

"But why doesn't Corolla seem to be affected by the curse?" asked Zhangxiong Gyatso, puzzled, looking at the only healthy female elf.

The female elf Carola snorted and turned around, seeming a little displeased. Patriarch Kromie smiled and said, "Because the curse of our enemies is only applied to us White Elves, and Carola is a half-elf, and her father is a Terran, so she is not a pure White Elf, so she is not affected by the curse. ”

Oh, no wonder these white elves in front of them are both male and female, and they are all weak. And Corolla has the beauty of an elf, but has a fiery body, and it turns out that she has Terran blood.

Zhangxiong Gyatso asked the most crucial thing: "Patriarch Kromie, if I invite you to my tribe, will your curse implicate the barbarians?"

"Hehe, that's just a rumor, back then the flame dragon Ratnaru cursed only our white elf clan, how could it implicate other people? It's just that other people didn't dare to offend Ratnaru, so they deliberately used the excuse to expel us. Chromie laughed miserably, as if he was out of breath with his words.

When Zhangzhung Gyatso heard the name of the flame dragon, Ratnaru, his eyes lit up and he felt like he had grasped the point. Hurriedly asked, "Patriarch Kromie, your White Elf clan was cursed by the Flame Dragon Ratnaru, so who else is known to be a Flame Dragon on the continent?"

"Dragons are god-like beings, each dragon has its own name, how can there be more? As far as the continent is concerned, there is only one known flame dragon, Ratnaru, as for the legendary overseas dragon island, how many flame dragons there are, it is unknown. Chromie shook her head and sighed.

Clear, everything clear. Zhangxiong Gyatso finally knew why Zhandui looked like a great enemy. There was no doubt that the flame dragon that killed his mother was Ratnaru. And Ratnaru's curse is applied to the White Elves, inevitably with the breath of a dragon, and is detected by the sensitive Zhanhei, so it looks like he chooses people to devour.

It seems that they are all sympathetic, and Zhangxiong Gyatso took in Zhandui, who was killed by the flame dragon, and he didn't care about taking in more of the white elves. Besides, the White Elves might be able to help him a lot.

Of course, first of all, he needs to confirm whether his idea can be realized, otherwise he will not be able to help with a bunch of sick seedlings.

"Patriarch Kromie, can you show me your withered tree of life?" asked Zhangzhung Gyatso.

Chromie didn't seem to be so happy talking to someone for a long time, and when he heard this, he nodded and gave an order to a few people around him. Soon, four or five male elves carried a basin made of crystal, and in it, a small sapling, which had withered and yellowed, shrunk into it. I don't see the slightest hint of the Tree of Life.

"Maybe I can help you save this tree of life, but I can't guarantee that it will happen, and I need you to promise me to do it. "Zhangxiong Gyatso didn't know if his immortal spring could save this sapling, so he had to explain it first.

"The Tree of Life is dead, we can't revive it by all means, if you have any means, you can use it, it's just a dead branch anyway. Chromie seemed desperate and smiled faintly.

Zhangzhung Gyatso took out his animal skin water bag, which contained fairy spring water, and he gently poured the water into the crystal basin until the fairy spring water soaked the rhizome of the sapling.

A scene that shocked everyone happened, the already dead sapling, suddenly trembled, and then began to turn green visibly to the naked eye, stretching out its branches, and the withered leaves began to grow, and soon they were flourishing. In the crystal basin, a miniature tree of life began to glow faintly green. As if they were sensitive, those white elves who were still haggard and weak just now looked at their hands in horror, and they found that they had strength in them.

Patriarch Kromie's pale face was already flushed with a hint of redness, but his lips trembled, and he looked at Zhangxiong Gyatso as if he were looking at a god. The female elf Carola looked at Zhangxiong Gyatso like a monster, and felt extremely incredible.

"You...... Zhangzhung Gyatso...... How did you do that?" The entire White Elf clan was boiling, and the completely dead sapling of the Tree of Life was actually saved, which meant that the White Elf clan was saved.

Faced with the fiery eyes of the White Elves, Zhangxiong Gyatso had to assert his identity again: "I am the Khan of the Barbarians! I am blessed by the Immortal Heavenly Spirits, who have given me divine water to save all things. ”

If in the past, the White Elves would have scoffed when they heard the words of the Elephant Gyatso Divine Stick. But there was a miracle in front of them, and they couldn't believe it.

"Zhangzhung Khan, are you really willing to accept us White Elves without fear of the curse we carry?" Patriarch Kromie, who had fully recovered his spirits, began to seriously consider the topic.

He took in the cubs of the Beamon Giant Beast who were killed by the Flame Dragon, and he was not inferior to the White Elves who were cursed by the Flame Dragon. Zhangxiong Gyatso had a hunch that he and this flame dragon would definitely have an intersection.

"Of course, if you are willing to come to our barbarians, I am always welcome. ”