Chapter 239: A New "Promise" Under the World Tree

Chatting all the way back to the World Tree. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The distance of this road is not long, and without the threat of the enemy, Luo He and the old ghost chatted about some things all the way, and walked a little slowly, but there was only one Duo Duoli next to him, so it was not a big deal.

It's just that the two of them chatted all over the world, and they didn't notice that Duo Duoli was a little weird under this rain.

It's not that the blood disease has recurred, but it is an alternative state, so stable and calm, that neither of them notices anything, only Duo Duoli herself feels a little unaccustomed, it is a change......

When he walked back to the World Tree in a casual manner, it was a little awkward for Verrell to meet the old ghost......

Or maybe Verrell was a little embarrassed on her face, her meeting with the old ghost was a little too thin-skinned to accept, but the old ghost didn't have such a thing.

He just has a straight face, a face that is eternally indifferent, without sorrow or joy.

I don't know what I'm thinking about in my heart.

Lan hugged Duo Duoli with a happy face, gave Luo He a defiant look, and then whispered to Duo Duo Li, probably bragging about how he won the previous battle and protected the World Tree, the last line of defense.

It's normal, it's normal for children to like to show off and get praise for their achievements.

Luo He, the smug little look, naturally saw it, and knew very well what she was trying to express.

I don't care if what she said before was right, the old ghost and Dodoli had something to leave, not to run away.

Girl, this world is far more complicated than you think, not what you think or what you think is the truth, it is right.

Luo He didn't pay attention to this, he looked at Verell, observing her expression.

The old ghost's expression didn't need to be seen to know that it was indifferent, and there was no shame at all, even if the decision on this matter was in Verrell's hands.

He had a little intention of letting go before, if it weren't for Duo Duoli's coercion, it was a question whether he would give in to Luohe, and facing Verrell at this time, he naturally wouldn't have any guilt.

After all, in the final analysis, he doesn't owe anything to the Moon Elf, the source of everything is from Luo He, if he gives up that mercenary contract, then even Luo He is just a passerby.

The old ghost divides these very clearly, so he has the upper hand in the game of the heart.

Verrell's face was a little complicated, and it could be seen that she should have listened to other people's opinions before, rested for a while, and now her face was no longer abnormal, but there were still a few indelible fatigues in the corners of her eyes, which were the traces left by the long night battle.

She looked at Luo He, and saw Luo He's helplessness with his hands outstretched, and she was puzzled.

She really didn't expect to see the old ghost again! Just like everyone else thought, the old ghost's escape behavior has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and Lan, who can't see the situation clearly, still insists on her way.

It's embarrassing......

"Mr. Old Ghost......" she looked up and down, "I didn't expect you to come back." ā€

Verrell was amazed, the expression on her face was extremely strange, and yes, a little girl like Verrell could not have such a thick face without decades of tempering.

Of course, with Verrell's temperament, it is estimated that the greatest possibility is to keep it like this.

At most, become colder, or the Great Purge wouldn't have killed so many people. However, her original intention has never changed, which Luohe can be sure.

Luo He secretly guessed in his heart, because there was no doubt about it. Verrell's current plans and future goals are simple: for the sake of her people.

This is the responsibility she has taken on as a patriarch, and it is also the goal she has been striving for all along. As for the belief in the ancient gods, it has been integrated into life, whether they still believe in it or not, and believe in it sincerely, to be honest, they don't know anymore.

The moon elves have lived like this for tens of thousands of years, and may have formed a habit.

The old ghost didn't feel the slightest embarrassment, he calmed down a little, and looked at Verrell: "I just went to the shelter, how can it be like leaving for a few days?"

A puzzled expression appeared on his face: "The people of the slave group who were arrested in the shelter found out, fortunately I arrived in time, otherwise the consequences would have ......"

"What? the Vault has been discovered!" Verrell was startled, looking a little flustered.

The air flow is circling all over the body, and it seems that if you don't agree with each other, you have to do it, of course, you don't do it here, and it is possible to directly break into the headquarters of the slave hunting group.

"Don't worry, I've already dealt with it, and I stopped those guys from trying to pass on information," the old ghost didn't hesitate to take the greed of the members of the slave catcher group as his credit, and looked at Luohe: "After that, I waited there, in case I was discovered, and I didn't know what happened here until Locke came over, so I came back." ā€

Even Verrell wouldn't believe such a mistake, but when he learned that the old ghost was likely to save an entire shelter, even if Verrell knew in his heart that it might just be a coincidence, he couldn't help but look at the old ghost's eyes much softer.

She looked at Luo He, and after getting a definite nod in reply, she knew that it was true, and she was a little more happy.

"That's good. That's good. Verrell said two words in a row, showing her mood at this time.

"In that case...... "When Verrell came back to his senses, his gaze at the old ghost had changed greatly, and he muttered slightly, "Then Mr. Old Ghost, you will stay here with Mr. Locke and wait for this rain to stop." ā€

"Hmm. ā€

Luo He and the old ghost replied softly.

Luo He turned around and looked at the rain, his eyes were a little complicated, because just now he found that it seemed that the strange elements in the rain had accumulated excessively, causing the drastic changes in the magic plants.

Just a moment ago, that is, when Verrell and the old ghost were chatting, all the warning plants he had planted withered!

Except for a few that survived in a very coincidental remote corner, all of them died. That is to say, at this moment, those inconspicuous little eyes that Luo He relied on before have almost all disappeared......

The situation is getting worse and worse......

Thinking that after the "slave hunting group" retreated quickly when the situation was not good, it soon rained very targetedly, and then the death of those plants, everything was connected in series, Luohe already had some guesses.

When the rain stops, perhaps not stopping, and the slave catcher group thinks that the time is right to come again, it will be a general attack......

Before, it might have really been just a plate of appetizers.

Verrell didn't know what Luo He was thinking, but she could feel the heaviness of Luo He's mood, not even Luo He, the others, Sertyusha, the old ghost, and those ordinary moon elves were all preoccupied, maybe only Lan was in a little light.

She had not yet detached herself from the joy of seeing Dodorier.

Still, Verrell didn't have the same heavy heart as the others.

"There is nothing wrong with the people in the shelter, and we are still there, so there is hope, my lord bless ......"

Not only did Verrell not feel the pressure, but she even raised the motivation for it, which is a very magical state of mind.

"Praise be to my lord......" she prayed in a low voice, and the remaining sorrow in her heart was swept away.

Luo He, who was watching from the side, frowned when he saw this, he felt that this was not like a prayer, but more like a sense of immediacy to relax and relax when he was in a bad mood, but he didn't dare to say that.

"Praise my lord......" Soon, the prayers of the ancient gods were sung by the other moon elves, and the sound gradually became louder, drowning out the ticking of the rain.

Wonderful tones swirl in the ears.

Luo He looked back and even found that the branches and leaves of the World Tree were swaying a little, as if they were swaying with prayer.

Such a strange posture made Luo He's brows furrow even more......