It's late at night. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The environment in the South Hammer Heights is not bad, but it is definitely not that good, so other places usually have an active period for some nocturnal critters at this time.

It is also the best time for nocturnal hunters to hunt and eat, and their prey, not those nocturnal skins, will not be soft even if they do.

They're more on the lookout for mobile carnivorous ones who have been working all day during the day......

However, these do not exist in the South Hammer Heights, where at night there are not even a few insects.

The camp where the slave catchers were stationed was also silent, completely different from the noise of the day.

This sleepy camp made Luo He frown deeply.

It was the middle of the night, a crescent moon was high in the sky, and half of the night had passed, but the group of miscellaneous members of the alliance still did not move, as if the news he had heard during the day was just empty words.

Verrell was behind him, and the two of them were now in mid-air, looking down at all the things below, but they were not in the mood to watch this night scene.

There was no movement in the camp for a long time, and Luo He was already suspicious, let alone Verel.

"Could it be that you guys are doing it during the day and making them postpone?"

Verrell asked softly, her eyes fixed on the camp in the darkness of the night, and there was no movement.

Luo He shook his head: "No, the day's events are just a coincidence, they may not have recognized the identities of me and the old ghost until now, so the order to coordinate the overall situation cannot be delayed because of a little accident, just wait." ”

"Hmm. Verrell replied softly.

Under the lonely night sky, the two of them threw some cover spells on themselves, and then stayed again, but the slave hunting camp was really not enough.

As if they had really forgotten what had happened tonight, there was no movement, and the whole camp fell into a deep sleep.

"Something is wrong...... Luo He frowned, feeling that this thing was very wrong.

"Verrell, you go back first, I'll watch the same here. He told Verrell that he was going to let her go back first, but the Moon Elves still needed someone to guard them to feel at ease.

"But, Mr. Locke, your spell-casting ability ......" Verrell's face showed some embarrassment, she was saying that Luo He did not have the ability to move in the sky, and even now, it was Verrell who assisted him in being able to walk freely in the sky.

It's just Luo He himself, so let's go with a turtle.

"Don't worry about me," Luo He was slightly speechless in his heart.

He doesn't live by spells......

"I can transform into a wild one, don't worry about me, Verrell, you go back first, this camp is quiet and a little scary, and I am a little worried about the village. ”

"Okay," Verrell saw that Luo He didn't look reluctant, agreed, and flew towards the small village of the Moon Elves with his whole body floating in the air.

She doesn't need to do any spell casting to support herself right now. The caster casts spells to maximize the use of limited magic power and use spells to maximize their power.

This is also known as rational spellcasting.

But this is not true for Verreel, the Possessor directly mobilizes the magic power from the Sea of Elements to control the elements, and there is no possibility that she will lack blue at all!

What she lacks is just the ability to control the elements, which is what Luo He has always been most worried about, the elements are never gentle!

Verrell directly mobilized the wind element in the air to send her away, and Luo He turned his head to look at the silent camp.

My heart was full of doubts.

He could be sure that he hadn't revealed his identity during the day, at most a few suspicious people, and even if he knew his identity, it wouldn't have anything to do with tonight's actions.

They couldn't have changed their plans because of Luo He alone.

The forces of nature surged, and a handsome eagle appeared in the air.

As soon as Verrell left, without her assistance, Luo He didn't want to toss any aerial walks, or it was better to use the druid's own way.

The tiny Britle Eagle swooped down, aiming for the camp under the night sky.

The wind at night was a little cool, blowing on Luohe as if it was blowing on the heart. The strange turn of events made Luo He a little uneasy.

Since he left the camp during the day, he has been assisting with some chores at the Moon Elves, some of which are trivial but strictly speaking, they are all big things related to the survival of the Moon Elf race.

So after that, I didn't know what was going on in the camp, and Sean met with him, but he only said something big about it from beginning to end, and didn't mention anything specific.

The speed of the blue feather eagle is still quite fast, and it was observed two or three miles away from Verrell before, but now it is almost in front of it in the blink of an eye.

The wings curled up a lot of air, and then they were gently smoothed by the feathers, without making a sound.

In such a quiet environment, if there is a little sound, Luohe will become the most eye-catching target.

Outside the camp, Luohe landed on the ground, regained his original appearance, and touched the ground with both hands intending to observe the natural rhythm.

Before he could act, a frolicking and somewhat flattering voice had already been heard in the distance.

"Huh, aren't you the druid of the day? ”

Luo He's body straightened, and he got up slowly, two drops of cold sweat flowing from his forehead.

Before this voice spoke, he didn't even notice it at all!

Guarded in his heart, Luo He looked at the figure walking in the distance, and took a few steps closer before he realized that this was a night elf.

I breathed a sigh of relief. Night elves are born with many bonuses at night, and if such a night owl has similar strength to himself, it is normal for him to stay away and not find out.

Seeing that it was not the strong enemy he thought before, Luo He's face was obviously much more relaxed.

And waved his hand!

"It's a coincidence. Luo Hebian said, put down his hand and looked at it carefully.

However, even if there was a little moonlight, Luo He couldn't tell it too clearly.

Of course, this is not due to the dark skin, it is the racial talent of the Night Elves, the hazy effect that is automatically obtained in the night. It's not clear.

Moxilina looked at Luo He with interest, her eyes were a little curious: "Why, you have the same habit of waking up automatically in the middle of the night as I do?"

"It's not true," Luo He's heart moved, a little tentative, "It's just that some can't sleep, and they come out to move." ”

"Oh~" Moxilina replied in a long voice, remembering the events of the day, and the topic was a little unavoidable of the old ghost: "What about your stalker friend? How is it now, that goblin old woman didn't lie, can she really heal automatically?"

By the way, I asked about the black mist effect of the screws.

It seems that the tragic situation of the old ghost during the day has given many people a clear example, even if Moxilina is not directly hit, they are a little curious.

This is how to deal with the goblin if you turn your face with the goblin after the defense!

But in Luo He's heart, it means something else.