The elf girl's face was white and a little transparent, and the green silk skirt revealed a dreamy color, her eyes kept looking at the water bladder in Zhuo Bufan's hand, but her body was motionless: "Hey, what are you thinking, so engrossed, are you going to die of thirst for me?"

Coming back to his senses, he walked over to Celia and took out the water bladder and handed it to the girl's mouth. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The elf girl gently opened her mouth and slowly sucked on the water bladder.

Seeing that the girl drank two sips, Zhuo Bufan put the kettle back, stuffed it and said lightly: "Okay, let's continue on our way." ”

At this moment, several elves formed a triangular formation, gathering and coming forward from three directions. They had bows and arrows in their hands, and they were all aimed at him, approaching little by little.

Celia's face was not excited by the presence of her companion, but was very calm: "You can't escape, I said it." ”

"As I said, it's okay to have you there. The figure flashed, and Zhuo Bufan suddenly appeared in front of Celia, and one hand vigorously grabbed her neck, lifting her whole person in the air.

Her face took on a pained expression from the lack of oxygen, and this pain softened with the beauty of her body that did not eat people, producing a thrilling beauty. But now is not the time to appreciate beauty, his five fingers are slowly tightening, and the fragile bones in his neck are pinched and deformed, making a clicking sound.

"Don't move. Zhuo Bufan didn't care whether the three elves could understand what he said, but sometimes the silent means were a kind of verbal expression, and the three elves who were about to shoot arrows were indeed stagnant, and slowly put down the bow and arrow in their hands to indicate that they could negotiate.

Zhuo Bufan's cold eyes stared at the three elves, and the elves who were held up by him had a very distorted face, and his heart beat quickly to the limit.

In a trance, he saw Celia as Ruoshui again.

Just like that day, the elf girl at this moment was like the lord of Ruoshui who was pinched in the palm of his hand by a werewolf demon beast, and he suddenly had a strong urge to let go.

Can't let go.

He had seen the elven archery technique, and with their strength beyond the strength of the true spiritual cultivator, once he let go of the elf girl in his hand, three sharp arrows would hit his body at the same moment. While it's certain that they won't kill themselves, it's not hard to bring their control back.

It is true that the three elves in pursuit do not understand human language, but after a moment of stalemate between the two sides, one of the elves gestures and they retreat some distance.

Zhuo Bufan disappeared on the spot like an electric shock, and fled with the elf girl, and the three elves did not pursue.

After a while, the two of them were obscured by overlapping trees, and the three elves stared intently at the place where they had fled, and did not make any move.

After running a certain distance, Zhuo Bufan threw the elf girl to the ground and injected true qi into her body at the same time.

The body was suddenly able to move.

Her slender body twitched violently suddenly, her face was full of pain from lack of oxygen, and there was a dying expression, and her fair skin was a little dead white.

Soon, Celia came to her senses, and there was no resentment in her eyes, but she looked at Zhuo Bufan and laughed: "You can't escape." ”

Gradually, the sound of galloping horses and neighing unicorns came from the depths of the forest, and Zhuo Bufan's body was shocked, and without saying a word, he began to run wildly carrying the elf girl.

After a while, the trees around them suddenly came to life, and the thicker trees on their bodies turned into human hands and feet, and the thick trunks slowly changed their facial features, and they raised their huge soles and stepped on them, leaving a huge pit in the ground with each blow.

Zhuo Bufan's feet were full of wind, his footwork unfolded, and he swam like a fish in water in the attack of the tree man, he narrowly and dangerously bypassed the soles of his feet that were about to fall on his body, and slapped with his big hands, or the vines were entangled, and the air was full of his figure, and the tree people also wondered, not knowing why the enemy had become so many at once.

Zhuo Bufan is not only a swordsman, but also a natural way to escape, he did not stop or change any of his movements, just lowered his head and rushed forward, no matter how fierce and dense the attack of the tree man was, he could turn evil into good fortune and turn danger into disaster.

A row of treemen guards suddenly appeared in front of them, as if someone was secretly controlling them, and they stood densely together, like an impregnable fortress of walls.

Deep in the forest, the sound of the unicorn's rapid movement was close.

A tree man slowly lifted the branch and slapped it down at him, and Zhuo Bufan, who was moving quickly, bent his legs slightly, lowered his body, and suddenly bounced up and landed on the tree man's hand.

The sound of the unicorn's hooves was almost behind him, and he didn't dare to look back, but instead jumped to his feet, trying to leap over the heads of the row of tree guards in front of him with the force of the treantman's hand.

The tree people raised their hands one after another, trying to pull down Zhuo Bufan in mid-air, but their hands seemed to be shorter, and the vines on their bodies stretched out at once.

The next moment.

Qinghong sword unsheathed.

The fan-shaped sword aura swept away.

Puff puff!

The vines were all cut off, and a fragmented, green liquid flowed down the stream.

After crossing this row of tree people, Zhuo Bufan saw a clearing not far ahead, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "It's the exit." ”

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The air was distorted by something pulling at it.

Zhuo Bufan's hairs rose suddenly, and his insight was stimulated a hundred times more sensitive under the strong danger, and his spiritual power suddenly extended and expanded, and the surrounding things appeared clearly and abnormally in the spiritual world, without any occurrence.

The elves caught up at some point, and one of them shot a sharp arrow at him, which pulled the air around him with a pull, and the arrow rubbed against the air, and the space faintly showed signs of distortion.

Zhuo Bufan turned around and slashed down with a sword.

The arrow split in two from the middle, and shot forward unabated, passing through more than thirty trees in the blink of an eye, and only then did the terrifying power given by the arrow be reduced.

Puff puff!

The big tree that had been pierced by the sharp arrow exploded in an instant, and the sawdust flew everywhere, which was terrible to see.

Zhuo Bufan left the elf girl, flew forward, and when he came to the meadow, his face suddenly sank.

"Fooled!"

He didn't leave the forest, the clearing was created by the elves to turn the trees into treants and move them away, in order to get Zhuo Bufan to lay down the hostages.

"Bastard. ”

The surrounding trees moved slowly, slowly blocking the view, and Zhuo Bufan watched as the three elf men rescued the elf girl.

It's strange that the elves could take him back without much trouble if they wanted to.

But they didn't.