The sunwell is just ahead. There were two dark shadows in the middle of the moonlight reflected by the well water, and Asa knew that they were the leaves of the World Tree.

The divine power of the sunwell can shock any living being, causing them to have the fear and fear of their souls outside the forest, and even if someone enters the forest under such pressure, the hundreds of deadwood guards on the outskirts of the forest will attack mercilessly, so the elves are not on guard. What's more, in their great culture, the Sun Well and the Leaf of the World Tree were originally inseparable, and they never thought of taking the Leaf of the World Tree out of it.

Asa cares about another role of the sunwell. Under its influence, no one's magic can be used in the forest except for the elves. That's why the red-robed people only dare to enter the forest during the solar eclipse. The knife had fallen on the grass outside the forest, and now it could not even use magic, which was equivalent to being completely barehanded.

But he must not wait for that golden ring eclipse, I heard that the next time will be a hundred and thirty years later. In any way, today's chances are quite good, at least the more than 100 deadwood guards that the red-robed people have cleared have not been replenished.

The surrounding area, which had been scorched earth, had grown small trees more than a man tall, and grass had grown on the ground. A few days ago, Asa watched as Elder Crane sprinkled the water from the Well of the Sun with two World Tree leaves, and new buds and grass scrambled out of the scorched earth. According to Lua, the burned area and the deadwood guards can be fully restored in just one month.

By the clear moonlight, Asa could see that many of the saplings were withered and planted in the ground, and that the thin, crooked branches did not have a page of leaves on them, as if they were malnourished. But in a month they'll be the kind of behemoths that are five or six people tall enough to crush people into patties like rats.

Approaching the sunwell, he realized that it was almost entirely surrounded by saplings guarded by dead wood. Thinking of the scene before this place was burned down, I couldn't help but shudder, and suddenly felt that the red-robed man was very respectable and admirable. If it weren't for his fire, he would have snuck through like this in the middle of the night, and probably would have turned into a lump of meatloaf or a pile of minced meat.

Asa picked up a leaf from the well. He knew it was a treasure, but he only needed one, and if he didn't need to carry it with him, he would undoubtedly be causing trouble for himself.

The moonlight does not reveal the original thrilling color of the leaves, but you can feel a kind of green just by feeling it, and it seems that a breath of life is emanating from above. Asa could see that it was probably not a leaf, that there was no vein on it, and that the entire leaf and the petiole below were all one. Holding this thing that was said to be a divine object, he felt some unknown excitement in his heart, and his fingers were actually trembling slightly.

"What are you doing?" a voice as bright and light as moonlight sounded behind him.

Asa spun around like a leopard whose butt had been suddenly pierced into an icicle, and before he had time to react, he fell to the ground and clamped down on his throat.

A head of silver hair spread out on the ground, reflecting the moonlight in the sky, and even more set off her Qingyue beauty without the slightest fireworks, it was the elf girl Lua.

Kill her.

This was the first thought that came to Asa's mind. The tense atmosphere filled his thoughts with the smell of blood.

Her white neck was clenched under her grasp. The touch is delicate, delicate and soft, as if it can be easily folded into two sections with a single effort.

Her treehouse was just where Asa had just passed, and she had probably noticed Asa's noise and followed her. The sheer simplicity made her unsuspecting and didn't even bother to inform the other elves, while Asa was so caught by the leaves of the World Tree that she didn't notice her approach.

In any case, the other elves must not be let know. Elder Crane had said that their noble elves despised violence and would not use it unless absolutely necessary. But this situation is no longer a last resort, but a last resort. These two leaves of the World Tree are their only remaining gods, and they still have their Sunwell power in their bodies.

Asa had seen the elves practice their bows and arrows. Whichever elf is the one can skewer two apples with an arrow from a longbow from a distance of a hundred meters. If you alarm other elves, even if you are the most agile of wild leopards, you will become a hedgehog before you run out of the forest.

She should indeed be killed.

Assa's other hand held her slender hands together and pressed them to the ground, and her feet pressed against her feet, and her body pressed against her body. She struggled hard, and though her strength was not commensurate with her slender limbs, she couldn't move at all.

Her face gradually began to take on a bleak expression of pain in the moonlight, and this pain and anger blended together to give her face, which was not a cannibalistic face, to evolve into a vivid showiness.

The bodies of the two were so tight that they could even feel their body temperature.

The hand on her throat could feel like she was exhaling desperately, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break through the pressure on her throat. The muscles in her chest could sense her heart beating faster and faster even through her chest, and Asa knew that if she was any faster, a few convulsions, it would stop forever.

Her beautiful face began to distort, and her heart was beating to the limit. Asa suddenly felt a strong urge to let go.

Can't let go! With her exhalation, it was definitely a shout that could summon all the elves.

Her slender body suddenly twitched violently, almost breaking free from Assa's suppression, and then collapsed in an instant. Like an overly moving contraption suddenly snapping the most important string in it.

Asa jumped out of her like an electric shock.

She had completely stopped moving, and the expression of struggle that had been alive just now had vanished from her face, and the moonlight showed a dead white on her already fair skin.

Asa suddenly wanted to throw up.

No. She shouldn't be dead, maybe just shock. Asa exhaled and froze.

To be on the safe side, you should go over and continue to ..... her very surely

Asa shook his head vigorously. It shouldn't be necessary, it may take time to wake up after such a shock, looking at her slender body, her physique won't be very good, not to mention that she may have really ......

Asa picked up the leaves of the World Tree on the ground and ran towards the outskirts of the forest.

But he had just run out of the clearing. I heard Lua's voice in the distance. "Come out, everyone, that human stole the leaves of the World Tree. "Her physique is obviously much better than Asa thought.

Asa cursed fiercely in a complicated mood and sped up.

The neighing of unicorns was already heard in the depths of the forest, and the elven quarters were beginning to be noisy. In the silence of the woods, all the sounds could be heard far away, including his running footsteps.

The muscles in both legs have reached their limits, so fast that even their balance seems to be lost at any moment. Asa ran desperately through the forest, he had already entered the outskirts of the forest, and he only needed to be more than two miles away to escape.

A deadwood guard was already seen in front of him, and he raised his huge foot and stepped on it as he rushed all the way. Asa didn't get around, didn't stop, didn't even change a single movement of his own, still lunging forward with his head down, rushing towards the huge branch that was pressing down and about to turn him into a puddle of flesh. He didn't dare to stop, he could already hear the sound of horses' hooves behind him.

'Long'. His back could clearly feel the wind pressure from the Deadwood Guard's pedals, and a few splashes of mud hit his back. He was a little faster than the knots of wood could react, just enough to rush before they hit him.

But Asa was not happy in the slightest. The moonlight was bright, and he could see clearly that there was already a row of dead wood guards standing in front of him. The sound of horses' hooves behind him became clearer and clearer, no matter how fast he was, his legs were no faster than four feet.

One of the deadwood guards in front of him slowly raised the branch's hand, bent over, and slapped it down on him.

Golden opportunity. Asa got down on his knees and rolled with his hands on the ground, stopping his forward rush just when the huge slap came down. The slap slapped in front of Asa, and a few of the most twigs brushed his face with burning pain.

The sound of horses' hooves was almost behind them. Not daring to look back, Asa lunged forward and grabbed the palm of the Deadwood Guard. The Deadwood Guard raised his hand again and took Asa with him. Several deadwood guards next to him had already gathered around, and they all stretched out their huge palms to hit Asa in mid-air.

Asa used both hands and feet, and in a few strokes he sprang onto the deadwood guard's shoulder. With a few muffled sounds, the deadwood guard's hand was shattered by the other deadwood guards, and broken branches flew everywhere.

Before he could take a breath, a few more giant palms of the branches slapped down left and right. Asa didn't even have time to think about it this time, and jumped behind the deadwood guard. There was a ping-pong bang, and the deadwood guard's head was torn apart by his companions.

After the deathwood guards fell to the ground, several unicorns had already circled in front of him in just this delay. The animals were quite spiritual and knew that he was going to escape, so they went around to the front to intercept him.

It would have been even more difficult for the elves to come up after a little delay, and Asa continued to charge forward against the unicorn. The unicorns lowered their heads and charged at him with the sharp horns on their heads.

Unable to retreat and dodge, Asa's spirit was all concentrated, the clarity of meditation appeared, and the state of each of his muscles could be felt and grasped, and even the unicorn in front seemed to be clearly visible.

He continued to rush forward, and at the moment he was about to make contact with the unicorn, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on the unicorn's forehead, and at the same time jumped upwards with all his might, and his waist was closed, and his body did a big front flip with the unicorn's momentum.

Just when his body was just in the air, and his face was only half a meter away from the unicorn, the unicorn's horn suddenly burst out with a burst of violent white light.

Asa let out a scream, and he still got past the unicorns in the air, only to hit the ground hard as he landed. After a blinding white, his eyes went completely black.

He couldn't see anything, but he got up and immediately rushed forward again. Unfortunately, after only a few steps, I felt like I was stuck in a cage with a pile of wood, and then I was lifted up by volley.

Elder Crane and the elves had followed. From afar, he saw Asa rush like a headless fly into the palm of a deadwood guard waiting for him on the ground, and was lifted. The Deadwood Guard's other hand immediately folded, and he was about to be crumpled into a pile of pulp.

Elder Crane ran forward with all his might. This human still has the power of the sunwell in his body that has not been taken out, and he can't let him die here. And these deadwood guards have no sense, they are purely attacking foreign objects that have invaded the forest, and they must be rescued as soon as possible.

Asa resisted with all his might the tremendous force that was pressing down on both sides towards the middle. The muscles in his shoulders and chest were so congested that they looked like they were about to explode, and the skin of his thighs was stretched to the limit by the strength of the bulge below. Luckily, though, the dead wood's hands guarding the stakes were gradually being stretched apart.

Suddenly, the pressure around him skyrocketed, and the overwhelming force suddenly exceeded the limit of what his muscles could bear. The arms and thighs that were still holding on were squeezed back suddenly, and the branches stuck to various parts of the body and squeezed inside, and even the air in the lungs was squeezed out of the body at once, and even the sound could not be made at all.

Elder Crane watched as several deadwood guards in front of him were already gathered together, like a few children vying to touch a novel toy, and pressed their hands on the object in the middle hand and squeezed them vigorously.