Amm seemed very happy that Chris was stumped, and there was a secret smile in his eyes, but Farna quietly tugged at Silanga's arm and circled the field: "You don't need to care about this, Pandis, let's go, let's go back together, and Lord Dovian." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Hmm. The six of them walked inside together.

Tall and dense green shrubs form the two walls of this trail, and the soft grass is invigorated by the fresh air.

"Chris!"

"Huh?" Chriss, turning his head to look at Dovian.

"Don't go back to the human realm. Dovian said seriously.

Chris shook his head: "You know it's impossible, I still have my father, mother and sister at home. ”

"Then stay a little longer—there's the Temple of Light..."

"Well, I thought so too. ”

The three girls chatted in front of them, and Amm walked safely aside, looking like he was supposed to be Farna's lover.

Through the green path, there is a very wide meadow, the grass and shrubs are the same color, the thin and low thorn pine sometimes shows the top of the tree and the smooth trunk, and there are many small animals like squirrels and rabbits poking their heads out, curiously and boldly looking at a few people, a large amount of green looks very pleasant, some small yellow flowers grow on the side of the road, they have bowl-sized flowers, there are many people standing in front of the small flowers with delicate wooden barrels, carefully collecting the nectar in the flowers.

Chris noticed their ears, which were similar to those of humans, but had pointed tails, and some of their bodies were thicker, not as slender and feminine as most elves.

Dovian whispered, "They are also members of the elven clan, half-elves. ”

Chris nodded.

The three girls were about to greet them, when a group of people hurriedly walked out in the distance.

Oh no, it was a group of people who flew in, obviously powerhouses above level nine, and others followed the ground and hurried together.

"Oh, Patriarch Ibella and the rest of the elders are here. Silanka exclaimed.

"Welcome!" Ammu.

The three of them hurriedly stood on both sides of the road, bowing their heads and waiting.

Pandis looked up, a happy smile on her face, tears rolling in her eyes, and she choked up and cried out, "Mother!"

A few people in flight fell to the ground one by one, and the surrounding elves and half-elves all stood with their heads bowed and solemnly beside them, except for the occasional birdsong, the scene was silent.

The leader is tall, wearing a wide green robe, with long soft yellow hair neatly and delicately on both shoulders, long eyebrows, delicate nose bridge, and plump lips. The most attractive of the facial features are the characteristic light blue eyes, and when he saw these eyes, Chris immediately determined that she was Pandis's mother, the patriarch of the elven clan - Ibela.

Because the eyes of the two men are so similar, the blue pupils occupy most of the eyeballs, and they appear very deep and attractive, with the slight difference that these eyes are more majestic, intelligent and perceptive than Pandis.

It's just that she looks like she's just a woman in her early thirties.

She gently hugged the joyful Pandis in her arms and comforted her softly, and when Pandis's crying gradually stopped, she held her face with both hands, looked carefully at her long-lost daughter, gently wiped away her tears, and said sadly and comfortingly: "It's good to come back," she nodded to Dovian, and gently patted Pandis's shoulder, "Come, quickly introduce to everyone." ”

Chris stepped forward and said, "Greetings to Chris Lorraine, from the Luo Lan Empire. ”

Dozens of pairs of eyes were focused on Chris.

Pandis took his mother's hand, blushed and whispered, "Mother, he is..."

With a slight lift of his hand, Ibella stopped Pandis's words, and slowly walked up to Chris, her eyes were neither happy nor sad, no curiosity or hatred, and her voice was gentle and quiet: "Chris, I've heard your name." ”

This mother-in-law doesn't seem to like me very well, but fortunately she has broken the soul link with Pandis!

Chris muttered secretly, a humble smile on his face.

"Dovian has told me what happened, you have done the elves a great favor, and you are the benefactor of our elves. With that, everyone around her, including the old elves behind her and Dovian, bowed their heads respectfully and saluted to Chriss.

This similar act of running made Chris frown slightly, and when he caught a glimpse of Pandis with some pleading eyes, Chris replied, "Don't dare to bow in public, it's just a matter of convenience." ”

Ibella raised her head and said softly: "Your Excellency is just a hand, but in the elven clan, it is a reinvention of Entong." ”

This is not an exaggeration, but this tone makes Chris a little uncomfortable.

Just as he was about to speak, he felt a momentum coming towards him.

It was like a mountain falling in his face, and the air around him seemed to be pumped into a vacuum, and the countless pressures squeezed Cris's body so hard that he could barely breathe.

This is coercion from the Holy One.

Chris frowned in surprise.

What is this?

Dismounted?

Spiritual power out of the body, for a magician is not a new thing, many magic also need the magician's mental power after casting, such as Chris's double lightning balls, if there is no mental power to contain, the two lightning balls will quickly collide together, or the arc between the two balls will be broken. Or condense the elemental sphere into a villain, make it change or move around, and carry objects, which also requires the fine manipulation of mental power.

But the separation of spiritual power from the body to form a substance to oppress the other party, this, Chris has not yet tried.

Chris's face turned red for a moment, then turned white again, and he took two steps back uncontrollably, then stood still, looking at Ibela with a look that slowly turned cold.

Pandis and Duowei Anxin knew the difference, and said urgently:

"Mother!"

"Patriarch!"

Ibella raised her hand slightly and said softly, "Quiet, I'm just trying him." ”

Dovian looked at Chris worriedly, not moving.

Pandis bit her lower lip, and her eyes turned red again.

Chris frowned tightly, his eyebrows raised, his thin lips gradually pursed white, his eyes became more and more aggressive, fine beads of sweat slowly appeared on his forehead, and his breathing became thicker, but his feet did not take a step back.

A hint of surprise flashed in Ibela's eyes, and she pressed a mental power again.

I'm going to see how long you can last!

The battle of spiritual power is like the battle of internal force in the novel of the previous life, it may not be visible to the naked eye, but the surrounding air pressure is changing sharply, and the air is squeezed aside by the two of them, and slowly, the wind comes, like a small hand gently caressing. However, the gentleness was only temporary, the wind was strong, blowing the corners of people's clothes and long hair, and then down, there was a "whine" sound, people's clothes hunting, long hair flying, and the surrounding grass and trees were constantly swaying, as if dancing.

The people around him involuntarily stepped back, and Pandis was also pulled back a few steps by Dovian, and the elf, who was farther away, now knew what the two were doing without talking to each other.

Ibera's eyes were not only surprised, but also curious.

The other party's mental power is not oppressive, but it is like a ball of cotton, making him feel as if he still has spare strength.

Wacky boy!

Seventh!

Chriss, however, suddenly laughed. (To be continued.) )