Zhangxiong Gyatso saved the Tree of Life of the White Elves, albeit only a small sapling. However, the influence it exerts also negates the curse of the dragon Ratnaru. Hardly anything was needed, and the clansmen began to regain their spirits.

The happiest person is still Corolla, she just can't stand the people waiting for death, and wants to ask for help from Zhangxiong Gyatso, even if it is to give the white elf a little food. But unexpectedly, Zhangxiong Gyatso miraculously saved the Tree of Life, and by the way, restored the energy of the entire race.

Although half of Corolla's blood is Terran, she grew up in the White Elf clan and has long regarded this place as her home. What could be happier than seeing a family smile again?

The Chromie patriarch began to discuss things with his people in earnest, the elves are a race that does not make promises easily, and once they do, they will do their best to fulfill their promises. There is no free lunch in the world, and Zhangxiong Gyatso has saved the entire White Elf Clan, although he has not made any demands now, but the Patriarch of Kromi also knows that his clan will definitely have to pay the price.

Knowing that the white elves had something to discuss, Zhangxiong Gyatso took the opportunity to take Zhandui out of the valley and wait in the forest.

As soon as he left the White Elf Clan, Zhandui quickly stopped, but his spirit was a little sluggish, and he seemed to be very unhappy. Zhangxiong Gyatso didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only brush his hair, one man and one beast, climbed to a high ground, and watched the sunset in the distance.

"Zhangxiong Gyatso, you pet beast is very strange, can you tell me where you caught it?" suddenly came the voice of the half-elf Carola behind him.

Before Zhangxiong Gyatso could speak, he was not satisfied with the pile, and turned around and grinned, startling Corolla.

"Haha, don't say bad things in front of my Zhandui, he can understand!" After calming Zhandui, Zhangxiong Gyatso smiled and said, "My Zhandui is more like my brother than a pet beast." Have you ever heard of the Beamon Behemoth? ”

Corolla had jumped to Zhangxiong Gyatso's side, and was just about to sit down, when she suddenly heard his words, she was startled, and showed an incredible look: "This is the Beamon Beast?

"Don't make a fuss, although Zhan Tuo is still a cub, it is really a Beamon beast. "Zhangxiong Gyatso is very proud, after all, he is probably the only one who can have Beamon as a pet beast in the entire continent.

"How could Beamon let you capture his cubs? Legend has it that Beamon's giant beast is so powerful that it dares to fight with dragons, even if you take thousands of barbarians with you, I'm afraid it will be difficult to defeat an adult Beamon, right?"

"Hehe, speaking of which Zhandui is just as sick as you white elves, his mother was also killed by the Flame Dragon, and when I found Zhandui, he was already dying, and finally saved him, so he followed me. ”

So that's the case, Corolla suddenly couldn't help but envy Zhangxiong Gyatso's good luck, why couldn't she meet such a good thing?

"By the way, how did you White Elves offend the Flame Dragon and be cursed by it? And after all these years, haven't you thought about breaking the curse of the Flame Dragon Ratnaru?"

Zhangxiong Gyatso asked curiously.

"Hmph, to god-like dragons, any race on the continent is an ant. Back then, when our White Elf clan was still very prosperous, we once found a flawless orb in the mountain forest mine. It was this orb that attracted the covetousness of the dragon Ratnaru. The dragon has a natural penchant for shiny things, so he flew to the forest of our White Elves and asked for the orb. The patriarch of the white elves back then was also dizzy, and he was reluctant to hand over the orb, but used a fake bead to fool around. ”

"Later, the flame dragon Ratnaru soon found out that he had been deceived, and in a fit of rage, he burned our forest with dragon flames, burning our tree of life to death, and the people only had time to save a sapling of the tree of life, and then fell into a centuries-long migration. The dragon Ratnarugu did not give up, and even if he finally got the orb, he viciously cursed our race, damning us all to die of weakness. It was also with the only sapling of the Tree of Life that we could barely resist the erosion of the curse, but because of this, we became public enemies, and no elven race was willing to accept us. Even if the faint patriarch had already died under the dragon flames, no one was willing to accept a white elf clan who had disregarded the safety of the entire clan for the sake of the orb. ”

It's all the fault of greed, Zhangxiong Gyatso sighed, the husband is not guilty, and it is a common truth in any world.

The two of them were suddenly silent, and after a long time, Zhangxiong Gyatso asked, "If someone can lift your curse, will the flame dragon find out?"

"Hehe, of course, for god-like dragons, once their curse is lifted, it will naturally be noticed quickly. This is also the reason why, for so many years, we have called on many Terran archmagicians, but no one dares to lift the curse for us, because they dare not offend the flame dragon Ratnaru. ”

Hearing this, Zhangxiong Gyatso's careful thoughts were immediately extinguished. Originally, ———— he also wanted to try to see if he could let the white elves enter the immortal land space, maybe with the help of the power of the fairy land space, he could eliminate the curse power of the dragon. Now that he knew that it would actually alarm that terrifying flame dragon, he wouldn't joke with the entire barbarian.

Anyway, the white elf clan in front of him has the blessing of the tree of life and has gradually recovered their health, so let's do it for the time being. Unless Zhangzhung Gyatso had the means to fight the Flame Dragon in the future, he would not lift the curse.

Patriarch Kromie seemed to have reached an agreement with his people, and he walked out of the valley and found Zhangxiong Gyatso, his expression surprisingly serious: "Khan of Zhangxiong Gyatso, you saved our White Elf clan, so we are willing to join your command." We White Elves can fight for you, but only if we don't damage the foundations of our race. If, one day, because of the dragon's curse, you are to banish us, we will not blame you, and we will repay you for your kindness. ”

Zhangxiong Gyatso also said solemnly: "Welcome to the White Elf Clan to our Tulun Wasteland, believe me, what I will give you will far exceed your hopes!"

It can be regarded as an agreement, but the migration of the entire white elf clan will not be completed in a while, Zhangxiong Gyatso has made an appointment with them, and he will leave with Zhandui first. After a few days, the White Elf clan will be attached to the clan.

Having found the natural marksman, Zhangxiong Gyatso was still very satisfied, and as soon as he returned to the Gujit Gorge Plain, Jialae Zhendechen Ngawang hurriedly ran over, sweating profusely: "Khan, it's not good, go back to the Khan's court, the Brown Horse Yang True Banner Lord has sent a message, the beast clan has gathered an army and is ready to attack us!"

Zhangxiong Gyatso was stunned for a moment and smiled bitterly............ Is this the bad luck brought by the White Elves?