Chapter 120: The Harvest

The Dry Bone Master smiled, not showing the slightest panic, but responded as a matter of course.

"To catch the infiltrator, of course."

The Yin Prince glanced at the Dry Bone Master, and there was already a coldness in his eyes.

"What about people?"

The Dry Bone Master smiled unfazedly.

"People are gone, but we still have something to gain."

"Harvest?" Prince Yin sneered, "Everyone is gone, what are you talking about?" ”

"Hasn't Your Highness been looking for the Fountain of Life?"

Hearing this, Prince Yin's figure stagnated, and the coldness in his eyes became even stronger.

"Knowingly asked."

The Dry Bone Master was not annoyed and said slowly.

"According to rumors, the Fountain of Life is condensed under the Elven Ancient Tree, and there is no Fountain of Life without the Elven Ancient Tree.

Prince Yin's heart tightened, but on the surface he still looked unbelieving, and said lightly.

"The master isn't playing tricks on me, is he? I haven't said that from you before. ”

Master Dry Bones smiled, "I forgot about this matter before, but now I just remember it, I don't know if His Highness is willing to go." ”

For a period of time, the Yin prince has been upset about finding the fountain of life, and now that there is news, he is naturally willing to go to find it, but before agreeing to the other party, the Yin prince looked at the dry bone master coldly and said.

"Master, I hope your words are true, and my patience has limits."

With that, the Yin Prince returned to the cave, and the Master of Dry Bones followed him into the cave without being angry.

At this time, the white chrysanthemum sister and brother came over, they glanced at everyone's expressions, and the sister's face showed a trace of annoyance, and then looked at the elf and shouted.

"Put on your clothes, don't be embarrassed here."

Then he ordered the soldiers present to set fire to all the corpses, and as the flames flared, those corpses turned into dust one by one, and as for the lone elf who was left behind, there was fear and fear in his eyes at the moment, but more than that, there was an uncontrollable hatred.

Seeing that the elves were all dead, Xiaoqiang did not plan to rescue the remaining elves, there was a personal grudge among them, and there was also protection for his wife Rowling, because the elf was none other than the second elder who opposed Rowling.

When Xiao Qiang returned, Rowling's face had recovered as before, and her expression immediately collapsed when she saw Xiao Qiang come back empty-handed.

"Didn't you find any of them?"

Xiao Qiang nodded, and then told Rowling what he saw, of course, he hid the matter of the second elder, and Rowling cried sadly after hearing it, Xiao Qiang couldn't bear to go up to comfort him.

"I'm sorry I couldn't save your companion."

Rowling choked and shook her head, "It's not your fault, it's all my fault, it's my fault for failing to protect them." ”

"You, don't be too sad."

At this moment, Xiaoqiang didn't know how to comfort the other party, so he had to silently pat the other party's back to appease the other party's somewhat out-of-control emotions.

At this time, the little princess came over, and she cried like Rowling, hugging each other and sobbing.

After a while, the sadness of the two gradually faded, and their eyes turned red with tears.

"Xiaoqiang, I'm leaving."

Rowling's first sentence made Xiaoqiang stunned for a moment, and then understood what the other party meant.

"Will you come back when you go back?" Xiaoqiang asked.

Rowling shook her head, "Probably not." ”

Knowing that the other party was saying goodbye to him at this time, Xiao Qiang's heart suddenly sank, he didn't know whether to try his best to keep the other party at this moment, or let him leave according to the other party's idea, Xiao Qiang was extremely reluctant in his heart, but he also understood Rowling's mission, in terms of racial righteousness, the other party could not have agreed to stay with him, so Xiao Qiang at this moment could only say.

"Well, be careful all the way."

There was also reluctance in Rowling's eyes, she didn't dare to look at Xiaoqiang again, she was afraid that she would change her mind after watching for a long time, so after putting away the sadness in her eyes, she pulled the little princess on the road to return, and never dared to look back at Xiaoqiang from beginning to end.

Maybe it's because of reluctance, maybe it's because of the cry in his heart, looking at Rowling's figure gradually moving away, Xiaoqiang suddenly shouted.

"I'll go find you."

In the distance, Rowling stopped, but in the end she did not respond to Xiaoqiang's call, and after a short pause, her figure gradually disappeared into the night.

Without Rowling, Xiaoqiang also became depressed, and instead of continuing his journey, he lay on a big rock and silently looked at the stars in the sky.

The stars in this world are incomparably bright and bright, and there will be meteors across the dark sky for a long time, but Xiaoqiang's mind is not above these, his mind is chaotic, thinking of Rowling's past with himself for a while, and thinking of the home of the former world for a while.

In this chaotic thinking, the sky gradually brightened, and Xiaoqiang, who had been silent all night, also made up his mind at this moment, after rescuing his parents, he would go to the Elven Forest as soon as possible, and bring Rowling out no matter what.

Having made up his mind in his heart, Xiao Qiang desperately wanted to go to the Divine Cult Empire immediately, but before that, he needed to meet Yan Ji and at the same time complete the agreement with the old man with dry bones.

The reason why he did this, on the one hand, was to improve his strength, and on the other hand, he became interested in the corpse of the four-winged angel, a god, and the body of a human being, there must be some kind of secret in it.

In addition, the corpse of the god is still in the palace of the Emperor Chiyan, which makes it full of all kinds of speculations and fantasies, and Xiao Qiang can't help but think that maybe this world is not what Xiao Qiang once imagined, and the god may not be a high-ranking existence.

Back at the hotel in Chiyan City, Xiaoqiang saw his pet Erha, which seemed to be fatter than when he left, and the room was filled with the smell of roast chicken.

When Erha saw Xiaoqiang coming back, he wagged his tail happily and screamed twice in his mouth, which immediately attracted the curses of the guests in the next room.