"Miss Wind Spirit, what's wrong?"

At the other end of the hallway, the voice of the human woman was heard. Xiulin smiled and looked at Freya's dress, and nodded appreciatively.

"You're in good shape. She teased, walking down the hallway toward Freya with her usual leisurely steps.

Freya turned around. Almost at the same time, Xiulin's eyes widened suddenly, and a shadow in a black cloak flew past the end of the corridor like a ghost, as if it really flew past!

Seeing what the black shadow was holding in his hand, Xiulin's smile instantly froze on her face. The cold light suddenly pierced the air, and Xiulin stepped forward and slammed into Freya fiercely.

Freya tilted to the side and fell to the ground with a thud, a cool breeze ruffled her forehead, and Xiulin's light red ponytail flew apart, but she didn't fall with Freya. She kicked the ground, her only left hand gripping the front of Freya's beautiful dress, spun around, and then slipped a step, half-kneeling at the foot of the wall. As she tugged, Freya involuntarily fell to the wall, just in time to avoid another bolt that was fired at her.

"Carlo!" said Xiulin, who raised her head, still holding Freya with one hand, and got up and kicked the wooden door of the room where Freya had just changed. Freya didn't react at all, she didn't even know that Xiulin's strength was so great, dragging her was like dragging a pocket for something. Xiulin pushed Freya into the room, and she was close to Freya's side, her eyes quickly swept the entire room and the colonnade like lightning, and she saw the figure in the black cloak hiding behind a white pillar, as if unwilling to give up. and did not dare to act rashly.

He seemed to move, as if he was gesturing to someone.

It was as if a block of ice had suddenly slipped through Xiulin's stomach, and her sharp instincts immediately alerted her that this was not a good sign. Before she could hide Freya, a strange scream suddenly sounded not far away, like a gust of wind rushing into a small place.

She heard a rush of footsteps, and on the other side of the colonnade, there was more than one person. Xiulin held her breath, rolled over, and pressed Freya's head. and close the door. She felt that the wind blowing from the colonnade was no longer warm in the sun. It's as cold as the middle of the night in the desert.

"Brother Carlo, wizard!"

The wind was mixed with the little girl's screams of terror, and Xiulin's mind immediately flashed to the story Freya had told not long ago—the people who had tried to kill her. The first thing that came to her mind wasn't how Freya's whereabouts had been leaked, but. Where are the two children, Ivan and Aisha, now......

"Bow!" Freya snapped out her left hand. Her silver bracelet is an item with spatial magic. Shulin turned her head sharply and saw the wooden longbow that Freya had used in the duel with Aisha appear out of thin air in her hand. Freya shoots accurately, if she can aim at the sneaking crossbowman......

"Me. I, oh no! I forgot to put the quiver in—" Freya suddenly looked desperate.

"Lend me a little bit. Xiulin snatched her longbow, "Wait, you'll follow me as soon as I open the door, remember!" Xiulin pressed against Freya's white ear feathers that stood up like small wings, and her tone was so stern that the little white feathers shook away. After Xiulin finished speaking, she took the longbow in her left hand, put it next to the crack in the door, and turned her head again to signal Freya to get ready to run, until Freya nodded vigorously in confirmation.

She pressed her knees against the door and slowly pushed it open, and when it was almost enough for one to pass through guò, she jerked up her longbow. As expected, the crossbowman hidden in the colonnade didn't leave at all, just waiting to attack them when they couldn't hold their breath and open the door. The crossbow bolt snapped into the longbow, and Xiulin suddenly kicked the door open, touching Freya with the longbow, and the two of them ran away.

"Take it!" Xiulin returned the longbow to Freya, her eyes staring at the black smear beside the pillar, the man seemed stunned for a moment, and when he raised the crossbow with the arrow again, Xiulin glanced sharply behind him.

As if an instinctive reaction to danger, the man hurriedly turned back, and then he found that he had been fooled, and Xiulin and Freya, who were running along the wall, had disappeared into the shadow of the fork in the road at the other end of the colonnade. Xiulin glanced at Freya, who was clutching her longbow, and stopped, letting Freya bump into her, and then she stood against the wall.

"Can you summon elemental spirits?"

Daphne can use the water spirit as an arrow, this feather clan has learned archery, hasn't she learned Daphne's trick? Freya gasped a few times, and when she heard Xiulin's words clearly, her expression was as if she had been punched.

"Won't?" Xiulin raised her eyebrows, not disappointed, "These people are targeting you. Keep up, Nalle and Carlo are around here-"

A shrill and piercing laugh drowned out Xiulin's voice. Freya grabbed Xiulin and held the fragile wooden longbow trembling in her left hand. Xiulin's face suddenly turned pale, and the air around her seemed to be violently vibrating, it was not the magic produced by the origin magic, it was the kind of magic similar to that of wizards and feather clans, Freya was easier to detect than her. Freya pinched the bowstring, her face as pale as white paper, and her trembling lips pronounced a Romesaan name.

"Pull, Rafa......"

"Get down!" Xiulin's shout made her shudder, her vision obscured, and Xiulin fell on top of Freya, with the wind spirit dancing above her head. With a soft dull sound, Freya was surprised to see the colorless elves screaming and surging into a better sky, dissipating in the sunlight between the pillars, and a figure in black fell to the ground.

"Sister Xiulin!

The little human girl had a short bow and arrows in her hands, and she put the arrows on the bow in a decent manner, and ran towards them as she looked around, and the rest of the arrows were in the quiver and hung on her back. Then, another man in black appeared, dressed in a black shirt and teal trousers - he was the human Freya had ever seen, named Carlo......

Carlo stepped next to Xiulin in a few steps, and as soon as those wind elves surrounded him, he knocked out the sneaking wizard in time, but those elven wind-like claws still left a few bright red wounds on Xiulin's back, which was fortunately not deep. Carlo looked at Freya with a slightly reproachful gaze, her dark cyan eyes tingling with an icy chill.

"I'm not! I, I'm kind of ...... summoning elemental spirits I'm not sure, I've always used 'Divine Wings', I, how do I know......" Freya was creepy as she stared at Carlo. Carlo quickly looked away, glanced in the direction of the hallway, took something from his pocket that looked like a powder packet and threw it to Freya, turning around and reaching out to Na'er.

"Arrows. He said briefly.

Na'er's expression seemed to be reluctant, but she still took the quiver from her back and put it in front of Freya's eyes......)

ps: p.s. has been in poor health recently, and the update is unstable, please forgive me.