This secret thing has passed for thousands of years, and most of the people who know about it in the older generation have already gone west, and she smells Qingwu, as the patriarch, she knows it clearly.

The reason why she Long Ling'er defected to the clan was only for one reason, and that was

Runaway!

If it was before, with Long Ling'er's strength, Wen Qingwu would naturally not dare to be an enemy with him, and the two of them would not be at the same level of strength at all.

But at the moment, the other party is just a wisp of residual thoughts.

Fearless!

What's more, today's events must not be known to outsiders, once it spreads, the consequences will be unimaginable.

This is a shame for the elven clan of Canglong Island, and it is even more of a disaster.

And at this moment,

Lonely's eyes were bloodshot, staring at the figure in front of him that haunted him.

Last time, Long Ling'er appeared, and Lonely Defeat Tian had fallen into a coma, and he had never seen it, let alone knew it.

However, this time, the mother's voice and appearance are so real in front of his eyes.

He knew that there was a rooting technique left by his mother in his body, but he never imagined that there would be a day when he would be able to see his mother.

The fountain of life can resurrect the little flower fairy, now, can the mother be resurrected?

That was the first question that came to his mind at the moment.

It's just that the spring water has been absorbed by the spiritual roots of the little flower fairy, and there is no trace of it.

Lonely Heaven suddenly got up, and his body staggered a little due to the loss of his left arm.

Rumble!

The strength condensed his right fist and slammed down the ancient tree behind him.

There was a muffled sound, and the vines exploded, but not a drop of spring water fell.

Rumble! Rumble!!

Lonely Heaven didn't say a word, and bombarded the ancient tree like crazy.

"Silly boy, the fountain of life, useless to me."

A word floated in, and Long Ling'er's figure floated in front of the lonely defeated sky.

"Mother, how can I resurrect you?"

Tears welled up in the lonely day.

He has always been calm, but at this moment, he is like a helpless child.

At this moment, he is no longer the envoy of the Eastern Territory, and he is no longer a 'cold-blooded' demon killer who terrifies foreign thieves.

He is just a young man who is a son of man.

Only in front of his mother would he cry so unscrupulously.

"She doesn't have a chance."

In the distance, Wen Qingwu stepped on the void, and a sneer hung on the corner of his slightly raised mouth.

It's just a wisp of residual thought, and if you don't even have a spiritual root, no matter how much life you have, it's useless.

Moreover, the technique of rooting should have been stored in the body of the person being used, and it was slowly absorbed over time.

If you want to be resurrected, it is not impossible.

That is, the rooting technique is completely absorbed, waiting for the person being cast to become strong enough to reach a certain level.

That realm is the supreme and pinnacle-like existence of the elf race.

The grass and creatures in heaven and earth can also be controlled freely.

Not to mention that it is impossible for this person to achieve it, even if it is achieved, Long Ling'er will undoubtedly consume his own energy in vain, and he will completely disappear, and God will not be able to save him.

This is a good thing for Wen Qingwu.

If it hadn't been discovered today, the rooting technique would be in the body of that black-clothed powerhouse, and after it was thoroughly absorbed, its strength would not be weaker than Long Ling'er's existence, far above himself.

His position as the patriarch is bound to be unsecured, and it is even more of a threat.

Although the other party is mixed with humans, there is no doubt that he has the blood of the elf race after all.

When the strength is not good, let others trample on it, but when the strength is strong, who cares about this? And who would dare to refute it?

The world is big, strength is respected, and strength is the ultimate right to speak!

now

Long Ling'er stretched out one hand and caressed the face of the lonely defeated sky, but she couldn't wipe the tears on her cheeks.

"My God, when I have grown up, is stronger than I imagined."

The words fell lightly, full of relief.

It's just that illusory figure, but it's becoming more and more ethereal.

Condensing and forming, if you stay for a second longer, you will spend a little more power of rooting techniques, which is indeed a waste of money.

But just now, she had to show up.

And now, of course, there are more tricky things to deal with.

That is Wen Qingwu, who is holding the frost sword and can hardly hide the killing intent.

"Tian'er, for the sake of the little flower fairy, you don't even care about your own life......"

The voice did not fall, but it stopped abruptly.

Long Ling'er couldn't help but smile bitterly.

She knows her son's temper very well, and it is useless to say more.

It can be seen how important his son's love for Xiaohuaxian is.

In a lifetime, it is not easy to meet a true love.

"I can't be by your side in the future."

"Promise me to leave here and live a good life with Little Flower Fairy."

When the words fell, the ethereal figure was already floating.

"Mother's ......"

Lonely Heaven couldn't help but exclaim.

What does that sentence not being able to be by your side mean, and why do you need to think about it.

Could it be that my mother is going to disappear even this remnant of thought?

Twelve years of separation, day and night, now together, but in a hurry for three minutes, just a few words.

Long Ling'er stretched out one hand, and in the distance, the remnant knife of the god slowly floated in front of him.

Smiling face, without a word.

Right now, there's no time to waste, that's a waste of power.

The ethereal figure, the faint light rising, reflected in the surroundings,

With the brilliance, the originally shattered blade was slowly growing and condensing!

"May you overcome obstacles, chase the wind and dreams, live up to time, live up to life."

"Everything that will be done in the future will be smooth."

When the loud voice fell, the dazzling brilliance was everywhere, like a clear sky and a bright sun, making it impossible to look directly.

In seconds, the light dissipated......

There is no trace of Long Ling'er's figure,

Only a sword that glowed with a faint blue light remained, slowly spinning and levitating in the air.

Then it gently falls.

Gu Yutian's right hand grasped the handle of the sword, and on the blade, the light did not dissipate, and it looked no different from the previous Divine Sword.

But the breath is completely different.

No one can understand this breath, only the lonely sky.

"Mother's ......"

Feeling the extremely familiar breath, the lonely sky murmured, and tears slipped wantonly.

At this point, Long Ling'er had no choice.

She knew very well what the war knife meant to her son.

And now, in the face of a fierce opponent, this is the only way.

In the future, the enemy that my son faces may be even stronger.

She hopes that her son will leave here, away from right and wrong, away from danger.

However, my son may not do this.

As a mother, she is willing to turn into a sharp blade to help her son be invincible and invincible!

This is the last thing she can do for her son.

"Huh!"

"The elven clan has outstanding talents, and a generation of goddesses admired by countless people can't imagine that in the end, they will be transformed into a war knife, how sad."

In the distance, Na Wen Qingwu couldn't help but sneer.

Back then, Long Ling'er's talent was indeed amazing.

It was so amazing that the people of the Divine King Palace deigned to come to Canglong Island and proposed marriage.

It's just that what was unexpected was that she, Long Ling'er, refused directly.

For this, the God King Palace was furious.

This incident caused a sensation in the entire elven clan at that time.

If it weren't for her Long Ling'er leaving, I am afraid that she would have been a hegemon-like existence today.

Who would have thought,

She Long Ling'er rejected the Divine King's Palace at that time, left without permission, and even married a lowly human and gave birth to a child.

If this matter reaches the ears of the God King Palace, one can imagine what kind of monstrous anger the elves will endure.

offended the other party, and it is not an exaggeration to exterminate the elf clan of Canglong Island.