Deep in the desert, there are countless quicksand traps in the area known as the "Life Forbidden Zone".

For the weaker elves, these quicksand traps are terrifying like black holes, and if you step into the area around them, they will be drawn into them with a strong pull and then engulfed.

Under this piece of yellow sand, I don't know how many white bones are buried.

However, these white bones by no means include elves above the elite level, after all, as long as the escape speed is fast enough, even the gravity of the earth itself cannot be restrained, let alone just a quicksand vortex.

At this moment, the elves ridden by the elven poachers who were chasing the charcoal servants in the sandstorm of the "Life Forbidden Zone" had obviously reached this limit.

Although their movements in the sand cannot be said to be like walking on the ground, every time their legs sink into the mire, their feet will instantly burst out of fierce energy, helping them to get out of the quicksand.

It was with the obstruction of these quicksand whirlpools that they would let the charcoal squire escape for so long, but as time passed, the distance between the two became closer and closer, and it was only a matter of time before the charcoal squire fell into their hands.

"I didn't expect to come to hunt that iron rut trace, and there can be an unexpected harvest, to run for so long, this charcoal waiter's qualifications should be very high."

Perhaps it was because he was sure that he could get the charcoal boy in his pocket, and an elven poacher riding a thunderbolt zebra had the leisure to chat with the people next to him.

"It's okay, although the charcoal servant is relatively rare, it is still not as good as the quasi-god of Liang Crest Dragon, no matter how good the qualifications are, it will be sold for millions at most, hurry up and get it and then find the iron rut trace!"

The bearded man riding the red-faced dragon said with fanaticism in his tone, "Of all the paradoxical elves, this one only inhabits a fixed place, as long as this operation is successful, we can become the first hunting team to catch the paradoxical elves!" ”

Man always likes to glorify himself, and in his mouth, elven poaching becomes hunting.

The two wanted to talk about something again, but a stern voice suddenly came from the body of a desert dragonfly in front of them.

"Shut up and talk about it later!"

The two of them were immediately silent.

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Sandstorms can obscure the naked eye, but they can't obscure perception.

The fierce aura behind him, which was far stronger than himself, was getting closer and closer, and the heart of the charcoal servant was getting heavier and heavier.

At this point, if you don't want to fall into their hands, you can only do that...

Looking at the faintly flowing sand in front of him, the charcoal servant secretly made up his mind and jumped forward.

Rather for the jade crushed.

His pride made him rather die than be picked and sold like a slave.

The terrifying suction force pulled the charcoal servant into the pit the moment his feet came into contact with the quicksand, and his body slowly sank, and his breathing became more and more difficult because his body was wrapped in fine sand.

He heard the exclamations of the elven poachers that followed, followed by shouting.

One of the poachers also seems to want an elf to save him.

There was no trace of turmoil in the charcoal waiter's heart, because he knew that they were not out of kindness, but they just didn't want to be swallowed up by quicksand, which was already in their eyes.

However, the elves could help them escape from the whirlpool of quicksand, but they could not save the charcoal servants, who had already devoured most of their bodies.

Seeing that he couldn't be saved, an indifferent voice sounded mercilessly, "Stop, desert dragonfly, don't waste time." ”

As soon as the words fell, the hands that were holding his body let go without hesitation, and then several other voices with different emotions came.

"Is this charcoal boy so stubborn..."

"MD, it's really bad luck, I don't know what to do!"

"! Eight million are gone! ”

“......”

Oh, sure enough, those selfish and greedy human beings only care about whether their own interests are harmed.

Tan Xiaoshou was not surprised in his heart, and he was even more glad of his choice.

Well, so be it...

If there is an afterlife, I must be the existence that all people, all elves must look up to!

Breathing harder, the charcoal attendant made a great wish in his heart, allowing the quicksand to swallow the last part of his body.

And just as its consciousness gradually became cloudy and was about to fall into a coma, a voice appeared like a divine soldier descending from the sky.

"So Leton, you go and save that little guy out, and I and Shanaiduo and they will stop these elven poachers!"

Is it a hero who has come... But I can't save it at all...

The charcoal attendant's entire body was completely swept under the ground by quicksand, and then he completely lost consciousness.

…………

"That's why Leton! Boss, we're going to get rich this time! ”

A guy who didn't know what was going on screamed in confusion, and was glared at by a gloomy man riding a desert dragonfly.

"Retreat!"

As the leader of the team, this gloomy man undoubtedly has brains, so Letton is in Xia Chen's hands, which is something that the whole world knows.

And a boy who is very close to the Alliance, only eighteen years old, has stumbled into an elven poaching incident, and there is no need to say what he will do.

If you can live a few more seconds, Xia Chen is a chatterbox.

Now, he prioritized letting Gu Leton save the charcoal waiter, if he didn't run now, when would he wait?

Even when he shouted the words to retreat, the desert dragonfly had already flown out ten meters away.

When you are chased by a ghost, you don't need to run faster than the ghost, you just need to run faster than the person.

He proved the accuracy of this truth with practice.

However, the gloomy man who has exhausted the calculations doesn't understand at all that when the gap in strength reaches a certain level, it doesn't make a difference whether he runs faster than his teammates -

Because of this, Loton completed the rescue of the unconscious charcoal attendant from the quicksand in three seconds, and the elves who were stunned behind one after another.

Then, it looked indifferently at the desert dragonfly, and looked at the gloomy man who couldn't help but turn his head to observe the movement.

A red lightning bolt swept through the sandstorm, and the Celestial Dragon Elf Poaching Troupe, which had poached countless people across the world, was wiped out.

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"It's your journey..."

A familiar voice whispered in the ears of the charcoal attendant, and at the same time, the warm enveloping sensation woke the charcoal attendant from a deep sleep or a coma, and it felt a wonderful and comfortable experience that it had never felt before.

Like... The feeling of not hatching in an elf egg, but there is a big difference.

He couldn't open his eyes, and he could only move in small increments, which was just as much as he remembered when he was in the elven egg.

So... Did you get your wish before you died?

Is there really an afterlife?

So what kind of elf will he be in this life?

There were countless doubts in the heart of the charcoal attendant, but there was one thing that he did not have any doubts.

In this life, no matter what kind of elf he is, even if he is just a green caterpillar, he must grow into the most powerful Ba Da Butterfly in the world!

Thinking so, the charcoal waiter sucked and absorbed all the nutrients around him, waiting for the day when he was born.

In this place that looked like an elven egg, there was no concept of time, and he felt that a long, long time had passed, and finally, he opened his eyes.

"Wow-wow-"

The instinctive sound of the body made the charcoal waiter a little confused, why should I cry?

Before he could figure out the problem, then he saw that maybe it was his own parents... Mankind?

My charcoal waiter... Reincarnated as a human?

This... Even if it's a green caterpillar, I can improve myself by training hard, but human, it's something that is almost insulated from energy!

This was the first consciousness of the charcoal servant, but in the next second, he reacted to one thing-

Now that I've become a human, shouldn't I be able to become a trainer?

I can't change my birth, so let's change my goal, in this life, I want to meet elves like me in my previous life, and then, become the strongest trainer in the world!

Of course, if he could, he still wanted to find the human who wanted to be himself in the end.

He also has the clue, which is the elf name in his sentence, so Leton.

So, move towards a new goal!

…………

When the charcoal waiter, who was crying uncontrollably, was setting a new goal in his heart, the person holding him in his arms was also talking.

"Madame, bring a handle! It's the young master! ”

The human conversation made the charcoal servant a little confused, he could understand the words, and he couldn't understand what was going on when he connected them.

At this moment, Tan Xiaoshou seems to have returned to the state of real ignorance when he was born more than a year ago.

Outside, however, the conversation continues.

The little waiter could feel that he was being carried out of the room by the person he had just opened his eyes to see, and then the sound of good news.

"Master, Madame gave birth to a young master! Mother and child are safe! ”

A neutral voice laughed, "Okay! I have another good son in the medicine clan... Since it is a boy, then he will be named Yaochen according to the agreement he had previously discussed with his wife. ”

Medicine dust... Is this my human name?

Tan Xiaoshou was inexplicably a little moved in his heart, and he was inexplicably very satisfied with this name.

So, let this name become the champion that everyone will admire in the future!

However, the operation of the world does not always depend on the will of the individual, and soon, the charcoal servant will be able to understand this from this magical world.

Time passed day by day, and the little charcoal attendant gradually adapted to become a human baby in the life of feeding, sleeping, and crying day after day.

Although his body is much more fragile than when he was an elf at the same time, and he doesn't even know how to walk, the warmth in swaddling clothes can be regarded as a different experience.

The only thing that made the charcoal waiter strange was that he had been in this world for nearly a year, but he had never seen an elf.

Could it be that this family is too poor to even support elves?

However, when he learned to walk and was finally able to see the world from his own perspective, he suddenly discovered that the world... There are no elves.

Yes, it's just the fighting spirit that has been reproduced to the peak!

…………

After coming to this world for nearly two years, no matter how surprised he was, Tan Xiaoshou could only reluctantly accept this reality.

Otherwise, what else can I do, I can't conjure elves out of thin air, right?

With that ability, he is Arceus.

After deeply understanding this, Tan Xiaoshou quickly accepted his identity in this world, an ordinary child of the side branch of the medicine clan, Yaochen.

It is not accurate to say that it is mediocre, maybe it is his former identity as a fire elf, he has a perfect fire attribute physique and strong soul power.

These are the two most important qualities for the Medicine Clan's most important Peerless Alchemy.

Tan Xiaoshi cherished his talent very much, and since he entered the clan at the age of six, he began to cultivate wildly, not only cultivating Dou Qi, but also cultivating his own alchemy.

Time flies, autumn goes to winter.

A few years have passed, and the thirteen-year-old Tan Xiaoshou has become a six-star fighter, and in terms of alchemy, he has also become famous in the clan science, and he is a little famous.

The charcoal attendant has almost completely integrated into this world, and he has also fallen in love with everything he has, love his parents, his fighting spirit and alchemy.

However, the world is impermanent, and his father met a man in the Soul Hall on the way to a mission, and died.

Since then, he has started a life of ups and downs, but also extremely exciting.

Expelled by the medicine clan, he met his confidant, entered the Danta to study, won the cold fire of the bone spirit, won the championship of the Dan Society, became the master of the Star Falling Pavilion, became famous in the mainland, and accepted the beloved apprentice Han Feng......

It's been a long time, but it's worth the wait.

In just over 60 years, the charcoal servant... No, Yaochen has already become the best alchemist in this continent, as well as the strongest Douzun under the Dou Sheng.

Yao Yao recalled the experience of being an elf charcoal attendant in just two years in his previous life, and he was a little emotional, because that memory was as unreal as a dream.

If it weren't for the growing strength of his soul that allowed him to distinguish between illusions and real memories, Yaochen would have almost thought that this was a seed planted in his mind by the Soul Palace.

Even so, he still remembered the voice that was almost imprinted in the depths of his soul.

"So Ledon, go save that little guy!"

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"Heh, if I can become the Dou Emperor, I will definitely break the void and go to that world to meet you and see who is that little guy..."

Whenever he recalled this memory, Yaochen would always smile and slowly shake his head, muttering this sentence to himself.

"Master, you're talking about this again, who is the person who saved you in the first place?"

The voice of his beloved disciple Han Feng came from behind him, and Yaochen smiled without saying a word.

The handsome but somewhat gloomy young man didn't care, but just said flatteringly: "Master, you can teach me the burning technique, I will definitely be able to use this to achieve the Dou Emperor and fulfill your wishes." ”

Yaochen sighed lightly and replied: "The evolution of the burning technique requires different fires, and the burning recipe that cannot find a variety of different fires is just a low-level exercise of the yellow rank, which is completely inferior to other high-level exercises, and the different fire is a thing created by heaven and earth, which is unattainable, Feng'er, don't be obsessed with this." ”

Under Yaochen's persuasion, Han Feng had no choice but to retreat.

It's just that what he didn't find was that Han Feng, the most trusted disciple he had cultivated for thirteen years, flashed a vicious cold light in his eyes before leaving.

Seven days later, somewhere in the middle of an unknown forest.

After winning the duel with his old enemy Mu Gu, Yao Chen fell under Han Feng's sword.

The sharp pain that swallowed the heart and bones behind him was no match for the slightest heartache of Yao Chen, and he felt the violent toxins flowing into his body on the sword that ran through his body, and Yao Chen, who was the strongest alchemist in the continent, knew that he would definitely not survive this time.

For the person he raised and trusted the most in his life, how could he be wary?

"Master, I don't want to do this either, but why don't you just give me the burning recipe?"

Although Han Feng's voice sounded helpless, his hypocritical appearance was extremely cold.

"Heh... That's for this... More than ten years of friendship..."

Encountering the betrayal of those closest to him, Yaochen's heart is like ashes.

"However, you can't even think of any of the Burning Recipe and the Cold Fire of the Bone Spirit!"

After Yaochen laughed desolate and tragically, he used the last trace of strength in his body to control the operating energy, and set himself on fire with the cold fire of the bone spirit.

Consciousness gradually blurred, and memories of the past circulated in his mind like a marquee.

He seemed to be back in that warm and small space.

"It's your journey..."

The long-standing memories that had been sealed in the depths of the soul gradually revived.

In the end, the memory is frozen in the scene at the beginning of the story, and the calm but warm voice.

"So Leton, go save that little guy, Shanaido and I will stop these elven poachers!"

As if he was there, as the sound entered his ears, Yao Chen felt the powerlessness of being tightly wrapped in quicksand and unable to breathe.

No... Judging from the perception of his body, he is no longer the Medicine Venerable who dominates the Douqi Continent, but...

Charcoal Waiter!