Compared to the elves, the fight between Wuqi and Nakolulu stopped quickly, and Wuqi did not get any bargain under the repeated bombardment of Nakolulu's fireball technique. Not only was the new black robe that had just been put on yesterday burned to ashes, but there were also burnt marks in several parts of the hair. However, he managed to tell Nakorulu the whole thing he knew about it at minimal cost.

Recalling the scene when she was hit by an arrow before, Na Ke Lulu's heart was a burst of unbearable fear, the moment she was hit by the arrow just now, she suddenly had a feeling that her life was passing in an instant, she couldn't breathe at all, and suddenly fell into a darkness that she had never seen before, and her heart was immediately chaotic.

Not only were the palms and backs of her hands covered with sweat, but even her forehead and even her clothes were wet with sweat at that moment, and it was as if she had suddenly fallen into an ice cave in the bitter winter, and no one could save her, the only thing she could accept was death and the coldness that made her body cramp.

Luckily, Wuqi was able to heal her injuries in time through magical medical techniques, otherwise, Nakorulu was convinced that she would have no life just now.

She knew this feeling very well, whether it was the terrifying speed of the arrow just now, which was difficult to dodge even if it was discovered in time, or the innate sense of fear when encountering a natural enemy, or the terrible power of the arrow that hit her heart and instantly shattered her heart, it was enough to make Nakorulu afraid for a while.

Just now, she was almost so scared that she peed her pants. Nakorulu never wanted to experience this terrible feeling again, so when Wuqi told her that two feathered arrows were suddenly shot from the direction of the forest, she immediately spread the aura in her body outward, and at the same time, she looked ahead vigilantly in her heart, and her eyes shot two flames that seemed to be burning.

Without any discussion, I heard two soft sounds suddenly in the air, "Whoosh!" The two streamers, one black and one red, were like lightning, instantly breaking through the air and heading straight for the interior of the forest with no end in sight.

It didn't take long, just a few seconds or so, and the two streamers, one black and one red, suddenly dissipated, revealing a cold-eyed teenager and a fire-breathing girl, and the young man's right shoulder was also lying on a juvenile little yellow cat, which was lazily dozing off at this time.

In front of this man, a woman, and a demonic beast stood the Shushuma brothers, as well as those elven guards. The scene was a little awkward for a while, and it was even more tense, and the sudden appearance of Wuqi and Na Ke Lulu immediately made all the elf clansmen stunned.

Facing this pair of young boys and girls at such a close distance, almost in an instant, the elven guards felt two terrifying auras comparable to their patriarch Xius from each other at the same time, and even stronger than patriarch Xius.

It stands to reason that when Theseus saw Nakorulu, he should not have been so shocked, nor should he have been so stunned, but on the contrary, he should have smiled, even mocked.

After all, Nakorulu is a magician, and archers are the nemesis of magicians, and this innate feeling for magicians has become part of Xius's instinct since the first day he practiced archery, or, to be more precise, it has become a talent for him.

Facing Nako Lulu alone, a magician who was an intermediate cultivator with the same strength as himself, Xiusi only needed to look at the other party, and he was already able to determine that he could definitely kill the other party in one move. It's like the natural premonition that a cat has when it sees a mouse for the first time.

Xius felt this way, and Nakorulu naturally couldn't have been without it. It's just that the feeling she produces is completely opposite to that of Xiusi, just a glance at the other party, and the idea of running away suddenly rose in her heart, and she can't tell where this feeling comes from or what the reason is, but it is so magical, even weird.

Nakorulu couldn't tell what she was afraid of Xius, but she believed in her feelings, the other party was definitely an archer who could shoot herself to death with a single arrow, a master who really practiced archery and reached a certain level of attainment in archery, not the kind of wild path that was halfway to become a monk.

However, it was not Na Ke Lulu that made Xiusi really pay attention at this time, he just stayed on the other party's body for a second, and then his gaze fell on Wuqi's hand, which was being gently held by the other party, a book with a snow-white cover, but no words marked on it. The more he looked at it, the more incredible he felt, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Wuqi, a young man who was only about twelve or thirteen years old, was not simple. ,

It's just this book, and I'm not mistaken. Just now, this kid just waved at random, and my armor-piercing arrow, which was enough to shoot a high-level melee cultivator into a serious injury with one arrow, was actually broken by him so easily. Moreover, the power condensed so many arrows that they couldn't even pierce the cover of the book, and I couldn't even see any traces on the cover of the book.

What a scary boy. His strength is obviously about the same as mine, so why can he have the strength to fight back like this. Could it be that he is hiding his strength?

After pondering for a long time, Hughes only came to this conclusion, and he also felt that the more he speculated, the more credible this conclusion became. Unconsciously, he thought about it, and a faint smile appeared on his face. Because the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this kind of master who could shatter the armor-breaking arrow with one move could not be the same as those human armies who invaded his homeland, because the other party did not have a sword in his hand.

And if it was all the way, then there was absolutely no way that the commander at the rear of the human army would send a mage to wait for him. The mage was restrained by his own side, which even a newcomer who had just entered the circle of cultivators would know, how could that high-ranking human commander make such a low-level mistake.

Therefore, Xius was even more sure that his judgment was correct, and the other party should definitely not be an enemy. But he forgot about the two feathered arrows he had shot with his recklessness at the beginning, and instead completely immersed himself in his own fantasy, and then thought.

If he really hides his strength, then if I can ask him for help, maybe I can drive away the army of swordsmen who have invaded my homeland. No, absolutely. I must ask him for help, as long as I have his help, the commander of the swordsman army will not be bothered, and the remaining large number of troops can ask his companion for help.

This must be the only chance God has given me, and I have to hold on to it, otherwise, there is really no hope.

The smile on Xiusi's face gradually thickened, but he didn't notice that the faces of Wuqi and Nakorulu were getting more and more ugly, and his subconscious smile because he saw hope turned into a mocking sneer in the eyes of Wuqi and Nakolulu.

Wuqi is a very calm person, but even if he is calm, it is impossible for a person to continue to remain calm as usual when his loved one's life is in danger. Anger, impulsiveness, and irritability, under the triple impact of these three emotions, even the calmest person will have a moment of outburst.

Wuqi's patience has always been good, but today he couldn't help it. It wasn't that he had suddenly become impulsive and irritable, but that the two green-skinned and pointy-eared men with longbows had nearly killed Nakorulu just now. No, more precisely, already killed once.

If the injury can be controlled in time within one minute and the survival of the injured person can be rekindled, then in the future, as long as the daily care and careful care can still have a glimmer of hope that the seriously injured person can be slowly treated into a minor injury and finally fully recovered.

However, human beings are not medically advanced enough today, so it is almost impossible to pull a seriously injured person back from the ghost gate within a minute before he dies. Wuqi has read a lot of novels, and he has also heard all kinds of things that Master Worthen has seen when he traveled around the world, so his knowledge is unusually broad.

That minute was too dangerous, and he took Nakorulu too seriously. Wuqi has very few relatives, and apart from Master, his closest person at this time is Na Ke Lulu. But just now he almost lost this godsister who usually fights with himself because of his momentary panic, but he likes it very much.

Besides, Nakorulu was entrusted to her by Bennie's sister when she was dying. So he must fulfill his only promise to Sister Beni. If it weren't for Xiaobai reminding himself in time, his future trip would definitely become a lonely trip by himself, and there would be no more fighting, and there would never be laughter again.

Wuqi has been practicing medical techniques for more than three years, and he also knows the efficacy of medical techniques best. Although the medical technique is miraculous and the healing speed is amazing, it is impossible to resurrect the dead. If it weren't for the fact that he had just repaired the other party's heart in the minute before Nakorulu died, he would not have been able to turn a dead person into a living person. ,

After all, he knows very well that only he can rely on his own tenacious willpower to return his soul to the body after death, and can rely on his own physical characteristics to resurrect from the dead after death. Although Wuqi still didn't understand how his body could have this ability, he knew that Lulu didn't have the characteristics of his body, and it was impossible for him to have it, so he was really scared just now, afraid of losing Lulu like he had lost Benny's sister.

Without any warning, Wuqi just quickly glanced at Hughes and Shuma, who were holding longbows, and immediately tightened his right hand, and his body turned into a black light in an instant, rushing towards the two of them, and a terrifying gaze appeared in his eyes at the same time.

"I'll help you. Nakorulu then let out a soft snort, and her hands suddenly danced in front of her, intending to use magic to help, but she heard Wuqi's voice as if it were an order, and she replied without resistance, "No, you just watch it there." ”

Nako Lulu couldn't help but be stunned, but then she heard the strange concern from this simple sentence, her eyes suddenly softened, and at the same time stopped the movements in her hand, and she was actually unusual, she really obediently obeyed Wuqi's words and stopped acting.

The elven guards should have taken this opportunity to pounce and even kill Nakorulu together, after all, they were all archers, but they were very depressed inside, not because they didn't want to do it, but because they couldn't do it at all. Because Nakorulu's strength is a whole realm higher than herself.

And not only that, but the situation at this time did not allow them to think about capturing Nakorulu anymore, and all the guards reacted at the same time after seeing Wuki's sudden burst of terrifying movement speed, protecting Xiuth and Shuma.

"Stop him!" Shuma, who didn't think much about his brother, was the first to come back from his trance, and as soon as he looked up, he only felt a flash of black light in front of him, and immediately felt a breath of death rushing towards him, so he didn't say a word and his body shook in the same way, and at the highest speed he could reach, he quickly retreated behind him, and at the same time let out a panicked shout from his mouth.

As soon as Xiuma fled, Wuqi immediately accelerated to catch up, and all the elven guards immediately reacted, and took out two feather arrows from their backs to pull the longbow, and at the same time, a dark green light was separated from the fingers of the bow and injected into the feather arrows, and they all aimed at Wuqi, who was moving at high speed, and his body had turned into a black man.

Dozens of sounds of breaking the sky suddenly sounded in the air, and more than ten feather arrows emitting a faint green light seemed to turn into dozens of life-seeking sharp knives in an instant, deeply piercing into the black mangs that were moving at high speed, and they all hit without moving, and did not miss a single one.

Wuqi's body immediately stopped, and his situation was not optimistic at this time. More than ten feather arrows pierced from each vital point of his body, and the blood flowed, and the black robe immediately turned blood-red in a few breaths. His face turned pale at the same time, and even his consciousness showed signs of collapse.

Seeing this scene, Xiuma, who had been fleeing, finally stopped and breathed a long sigh of relief, and Xiusi also came back to his senses suddenly at this moment, looking at Wuqi quietly, and his eyes gradually changed from disbelief to disappointment. The guards felt a sense of relief in their hearts after seeing that Wuqi could no longer move half a step.

However, Nakolulu, who had been watching the battle, did not show any panic, she did not even have a trace of worry, but narrowed her eyes, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and a faint smile passed through it. She believes in no wonders.

A white cloud slowly appeared from Wuqi's blood-red palm, and he casually wiped it quickly on the wound pierced by the feather arrow, and at the same time, accompanied by a painful scream, Wuqi immediately pulled out the feather arrow and threw it aside, and the blood suddenly splashed on his body and face like a fountain.

However, only a moment later, the wound that had been like a bloody hole just now turned out to be completely uninjured skin, completely healed, without leaving a trace of scarring. All the elven guards who saw this scene widened their eyes one by one, and Xiuma looked at it even more stupidly.

For the next few seconds, the scene just happened in his mind as if an ordinary person's tape was suddenly cassette, and it kept repeating itself.

Time passed very slowly, but the speed of Wuqi's healing was too fast and magical, too fast, so that all the elven people who saw this scene had the illusion that time was several times faster all at once. The disappointment vanished before the eyes of Theseus, and he was once again filled with surprise and shock.

However, Wuqi didn't understand the hearts of these elves, and all he had to do at this time was to avenge the killing of Nakorulu at the cost of lifelong disability. He's not a man who likes to kill, so he didn't kill him, after all, Nakorulu isn't really dead yet.

But if Na Ke Lulu is really dead now, then Wu Qi will definitely not have this kind of merciful intentions, he will only use the most primitive and most acceptable way to avenge Na Ke Lulu, one life for another, this is Wu Qi's bottom line.

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