"Linum? Why did this guy get here? ”

Heine was confused.

The one who came was a Wood Elf.

At first, he came with Simon as an "assistant" to pay the ransom to Jianglu.

However, listening to Mr. Sa's description, the other party is good at healing, and he will also turn the tide in a future battle.

But as soon as the name Simon comes to mind, Heine's perception of him is inevitably affected.

"This wood elf is your friend?"

Shiara looked surprised.

"I've only met him once, and his hairstyle is pretty cool, so I remember it."

Heine explained.

However, the words still made the other Shadow Technicians, including Meno, have mixed expressions.

No, aren't you from the mountains of McKara?

The Mourning Wood Valley is separated by two forests thousands of miles away......

Why did you get involved with the Wood Elves?

Although they already knew that Heine was hiding many secrets, they could not accept it.

We're not the only ones who are complying with the Four-Power Pact like fools, right?

…

In the yard, Dylan's face was also ugly.

First the Light, then the Shadows.

Now it's elves.

When did this place become so lively???

But feeling the pressure brought by the other party's momentum and that energy, he still restrained his emotions well.

Linumu watched vigilantly as a group of people descended from the floating city.

There were so many of them that the Wood Elves hesitated for a moment.

Did you come too hastily?

When he saw the chains on the hem of Siara's skirt, his brow furrowed slightly.

Servants?

When he saw four skeletons behind Heine.

His brow furrowed even more.

There's one more?

And it's a pitch-black soul fire?

He instinctively connected everything in front of him, and a bold conjecture came to mind:

Could it be that the people of the Shadow Sanctuary have discovered this secret as well?

His gaze quickly fell on Mr. Sa, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the clean silver soul fire.

Fortunately, he was not contaminated in the slightest......

Fortunately, Mr. Sa didn't know what he was thinking, otherwise he would have to swear words.

Meno stepped forward towards Linumu and took the initiative to say:

"Wood Elf of Mourning Wood Valley, why are you here? Do you know that you have violated the Four-Power Pact! ”

Linumu didn't talk nonsense, and directly showed a badge shaped like a drop of water.

The whole body is ocean-blue and crystal clear.

It comes from an organization called the Holy Healing Society.

Heine learned about it from Naga, played by Megumi Hui.

It is similar to the World Health Organization, but it is not a government agency, but a joint initiative of a group of powerful individual therapeutic professions.

Healing people rarely participate in the war relief between nations and communities.

They are treating the world.

There are typhoons, thunderstorms, droughts, and floods on the planet, to name a few.

In this world of transcendent energy, similar disasters will be superdoubled.

Any natural disaster is accompanied by various waves of energy, and the monsters, monsters, and souls that are driven by it......

The Society aims to assist countries in dealing with these issues.

With the badge of the Holy Healing Society, Linumu can make up one at will even if he has no excuse.

Meno lost his temper suddenly.

The wood elves were not polite, and got straight to the point:

"Presumably the flood of holy light here was solved by you, right? I can tell you that there is also a Well of Light near the Whispering Crypt. ”

"Huh?"

Meno was stunned, why didn't this elf play cards according to the routine?

Although he is from the Holy Healing Society, he is also an elf!

Shouldn't the elves, known as the people of silver, wear the same pants as the people of gold?

- Actually, it was the Silver Elf of the Mercury Forest, but Meno didn't know it. Just as Europeans and Asians can't tell each other, he can't figure out the races and politics of elves.

"I have no ill will."

Linumu continued:

"I spotted you a few days ago, and I'm sure you've figured out the location of the second storage well. So I actually came here for a second purpose. ”

He looked at Heine, "I'm here to tell you that Jonlu is locked up in the Whispering Crypt, and you're going to save her." ”

All eyes converged on Heine's face at once.

But the latter did not answer immediately.

It's not because of the other party's problem.

But since he got up close and personal with Linumu, he had a peculiar feeling.

There was a clear sense of rejection on the other side.

It is not sharp, nor is it intense.

It is a slow, passive rejection.

It's as if you sit under a tree in the shade, and the sun above you doesn't move, but the tree moves its crown little by little, allowing the scorching sunlight to shine directly on you.

This speed is so slow that if you are not careful, you will miss it, but once you take a nap, you will be exposed to the sun.

It didn't whip it with its branches, nor did it pull up its roots.

It just doesn't welcome you.

But this was clearly not Linum's own emotion - he came to the door enthusiastically.

And his eyes never took his eyes off Mr. Sa.

The most important thing is that Heine obviously didn't feel these last time......

"Heine?"

Shiara touched his arm.

Heine came back to his senses and replied, "Is there a prison?" Why was she locked up? ”

Linumu: "I've visited her, and I've been charged with a lot of crimes, but the most important one is Donald, who sued Janglu.

"I have come to you because of the ancient alliance agreement, and I want you to consider this request carefully."

Linumu stretched out his hand, and a pale cyan feather floated in his palm.

Everyone present felt a light, lively wind enriching the feathers.

This spiritual energy creates a momentary illusion that places one in a grassy wilderness.

The breeze blows in your ears, accompanied by the chirping of birds and insects.

In Heine's mind, Mr. Sa seemed to have fallen into some kind of madness:

"Whispering, whispering...... Brothers, think of a way, I have to let my eldest brother know that I can't live without that thing!! ”

Wei Diankite: "Don't make any noise, just go straight forward, what are you waiting for!" ”

Mr. Sa: "Brother Yang, can I go?" ”

Catching sheep: "Be realistic, don't be too flexible." ”

Mr. Sa agreed, and then resolutely stepped forward.

Seeing him move, the anticipation in Linumu's eyes finally became the joy of fulfilling his long-cherished wish!

The Wood Elf muttered, "Sure enough, he was really touched......

"Do you know the winds of the jungle?" He asked.

"Who's that?" Heine asked knowingly.

The wind of the jungle Sabellia is a character carefully selected by Sa for himself.

It's a pity that until Linumu appeared, there was no chance for him to trigger.

As a result, Heine could not take the initiative to understand according to the clues.

Unexpectedly, this time someone came directly to the door with clues.

"Sabellia Whisper, an ancient Wood Elf Ranger, this feather comes from his hat."

After Linumu finished speaking, Meno's expression changed accordingly.

He looked at the feather, then at Mr. Sa, and finally at the Weidian kite.

Could it be that it is also ......

"Can we go and talk?" Linum almost pleaded.

"Okay."

"Can you bring Sabellia-sama with you?"

Heine joked, "You hold that feather now, and he follows him wherever he goes." ”

Seeing the two of them leave with the skeleton, Meno asked Chiara in a low voice for the first time.

"My lord, did you know about it early in the morning?"

"What did I know?"

"I know how extraordinary Mr. Heine is."

Xiala was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled: "Five days ago, he was a hillbilly in your mouth, and now he is the extraordinary Mr. Heine?" ”

Meno looked embarrassed, and this time he didn't even dare to laugh.

He stole a glance at the skeleton that had burned the stove for them for eight days.

I always feel that the soul fire in the other party's eyes is like a mocking smile.

is ridiculing his ignorance and audacity......

Wei Diankite: "?? What is he looking at me for? Why does he keep looking at me? ”

This question is difficult to answer.

…

On the other side, the two moved away from the large group.

For Heine, the faint repulsion was clearer.

He suddenly realized something, and glanced at Xiala in the crowd.

Obviously, they are all fifth-level powerhouses, but she has no similar rejection.

He remembered what the other party had said:

"You'll understand when you see it, no need to verify."

So Linum......

He's not from the Poetry Society?

The biggest change in himself is that the affinity of the Yuan Spirit has increased by one level, so his perception has become more and more acute.

Could it be that this exclusion is the key to distinguishing the members of the Poetry Society?

He hid his doubts in his heart and watched as Linumu respectfully delivered the feather to Mr. Sa.

Sa always held it like he was holding a transformed divine light stick.

And then nothing happened.

"It's over, buddy collapsed before he debuted!"

Mr. Sa said in horror.