Sawan hid in the hollow of the tree, his weapons clenched in his hands, ready to fight the other party at any time, but after waiting for a while, there was no movement outside.

"It's not going to be gone, is it?" thought to Samin. So he tentatively stretched out half of his head to look out, and suddenly the bowstring sounded violently again, and Samhain quickly retracted his head. With a "bang", an arrow hit the tree pole at the entrance of the tree hole, and the trembling arrow body made a buzzing sound.

Sawin was angry and breathless, "I am a dragon clan, and I was forced to hide in a tree hole by a little elf, if this is spread out, where will my face go?

Sawin thought about it carefully, if he fought head-to-head, he was not afraid of ten elves, but the other party would not give him such a chance, in the final analysis, his own ability was too simple, if he had magic, why should he be afraid of a little elf......

However, Sawin thought about it again, there seemed to be something wrong with his own thinking, why should he know everything, it is the right way to unite all kinds of people around him, no matter how big a person's ability is, it is still limited, it is not as good as a group of people......

While Savin was hiding in the hollow of the tree, there was a sudden noise of shouting and killing outside, and the sound quickly reached the vicinity from far and near. Sawan listened carefully, and there was Celia's voice in it, what was going on?

Sawin put his head out of the tree hole to observe, only to see a group of figures flash in the forest not far away, it seemed to be his own men, only to see a group of people noisily coming towards him, a burst of bows and arrows continued to sound, it seemed that his archers were shooting at the elves hiding in the trees.

Sawan hurriedly came out of the hole in the tree, his embarrassed appearance must not be seen by others. As soon as he got out of the hole in the tree, Sawan immediately shouted, "I'm here!"

When Celia and the others heard Savan's shout, they all shouted: "Huh, Lord Swain, over there, why did you come here?"

With the shouting, Celia and the others quickly ran to Savin's side, but several archers did not dare to let their guard down, holding bows and arrows and staring nervously at every move in the tree.

Sawin wondered how they had come here, and asked, "What are you doing, how did you come here?"

Celia explained: "My lord, we were attacked not long after you left, and we tracked us here while fighting back, but I didn't expect your adult to be here. Why are you here, my lord, aren't you going to the stream?"

"I was also attacked, and my brother who went with me to the stream was shot dead by the elves, and I chased all the way here," Savin said. At this point, there was a dark fever on Savin's face.

"It seems that it was the same group of elves who attacked us, which is really disgusting, and as soon as we fought back at them, we fled, hidden rats!" said Celia as she shook her fist.

"Where's Naros, isn't she with you?" asked Savin.

"No, she hadn't returned when we were attacked, but rest assured, she should be able to find us, as we left a mark when we pursued the elves. Celia said.

Sawin was a little relieved to hear this, and he was about to discuss with Celia what to do next, but before he could say anything, he heard two "whoosh, whoosh" sounds from the trees, and everyone instinctively fell down, and two dark arrows grazed the top of everyone's heads and shot elsewhere.

"These damn elves!" several archers cursed and shot back with arrows in their mouths, but the dense woods themselves were the best cover, and the archers didn't know the exact location of the elves, so they could only shoot indiscriminately to give each other a small deterrent.

When the archers stopped for a while, another dark arrow was fired, this time Celia just saw the direction clearly, she pointed to the direction where the dark arrow came from and said, "Over there!" Before Selia could say anything, Sawin was the first to rush over, and the others were going to shoot back with arrows, but when they saw Sawen pounce, they had to follow one after another.

Sawan rushed a few steps to the place where the dark arrow had fired, and saw a shake in the bushes, and a figure flashed out from behind the tree, then turned and ran. Sawin had just been forced to hide in the hollow of the tree, and he was holding back a fire in his heart, and now he was willing to let go of the elf who ambushed him, so he accelerated towards the elf under his feet.

Elves are like fish in water in the dense forest, and their dexterity allows them to walk on the ground even in rough and uneven places, and although Sawan has always been behind with his extraordinary physical strength and courage, he is always a distance behind, and several times he is about to catch up but always falls short.

As he ran, Sawin sensed that something was wrong, and he noticed that the elf seemed to be leading him in circles, apparently deliberately playing tricks on himself, which made his heart even more angry. Just as Savan was struggling to pursue but helpless, a figure suddenly jumped down from the tree in front of him, and rushed towards the elf with lightning speed.

The elf didn't expect someone to suddenly attack him from the tree, and he was thrown seven or eight meters away by a side kick from the person who jumped down from the tree, and he rolled on the ground five or six times before stopping. Sawin fixed his eyes on Naros, and he didn't know when she arrived, just in time for her to surprise the elves.

Sawan shouted excitedly, "Narros, catch him!"

When Narros heard this, she immediately threw herself at the elf who had fallen to the ground, and as soon as she reached the elf, she suddenly saw a flash of cold light, and a cool air swept across her face. Fortunately, Narros was more cautious, and when she saw that the other party suddenly drew her sword and slashed, she hurriedly leaned back, so she dodged in a thrilling way. The elf did not entangle with Narros, and as soon as he jumped up from the ground and pulled his legs, he ran, and Narros could not let him escape easily, and immediately chased after him.

Narros's agility was not at all below the elves, and she saw two figures jumping between the dense forest like ghosts, and Sawan could not compare with these two, so she could only follow far behind, and behind Sawan there were Celia and others who were panting and trying to catch up.

Narros chased after her all the way, and the gap between the two was only an arm's length, and several times Narros's fingertips almost touched the other's clothes, but she was dodged by this cunning elf using the steering or terrain.

After a few times, Narros couldn't help but move, and as she chased, she pulled out the scimitar from her waist, this scimitar was not only suitable for melee combat, but also could be thrown, and the elves would not have any chance to dodge at such a close distance.

Narros raised her scimitar in her hand and was about to make a move, when suddenly a piercing whistle sounded in the woods, and Narros subconsciously looked up, and then heard the sound of a bowstring. Without waiting for the opponent's dark arrow to shoot, Naros reacted immediately, immediately jumped to the left, and before her feet landed, she saw that an arrow was firmly nailed to the ground where she was jumping.

Narros scolded in her heart: "These elves are even more difficult than ghosts in the dense forest, and they will come out at any time to give you a cold arrow." ”

As she dodged, the elf she had been chasing was gone, as if it had disappeared from thin air.

Naros couldn't help but sigh secretly: "It took so much effort, and in the end I lost my ......" Narros knew that as long as this elf had the intention to hide, it would be impossible for him to find the other party for a while, not to mention that the other party still had companions to cover, and it was probably only futile to continue the search, and it might even be plotted, so Narros simply stopped chasing and stayed where she was, waiting for Sawan and the others to arrive.

It was about a cup of tea before Swain arrived, sweating profusely, and when he saw that Narros was standing there alone, knowing the outcome without asking, Sawin waved his fist angrily. After a while, Celia and the others came after them breathlessly, and when they saw Sawin and Naros, they didn't care about the dignity of their superiors, and lay down on the ground one after another, unable to say a word for a long time.

Sawan didn't blame them, he knew that they had done their best, so he let them lie down and rest, and he asked Naros some simple information, it turned out that Naros came back from the inspection and found that something had happened, so he chased all the way down the mark, if it wasn't for the elf who had been leading Sawan in circles, I am afraid she would not have arrived so quickly.

Sawan sighed: "These elves are really difficult to deal with, I think most of Exewin's plan will not work, let alone find any altars, even a small life will not be guaranteed......"

Sawan grumbled and grumbled, and for a long time she didn't see Narros speak, so she couldn't help but turn her head to look at her, and saw Narros staring around, as if she had found something. "What are you looking at, Narros?" asked Sawin curiously.

"Lord, have you found anything? Look at the trees around here......" said Narros thoughtfully.

Sawin looked up at the surroundings, he didn't pay attention to the surroundings just now, and when Naros said this, Sawan realized that the woods around him were not at all what he had seen before, and the trees in this area were all white trunks, and the leaves were bright red, which was completely different from the other trees.

"What kind of tree is this?" asked Savan in surprise.

Narros shook his head in disknowledgement, and Savin looked around again, and suddenly he pointed ahead and said, "There seems to be a clearing over there, let's go and have a look." ”

Sawan led the group towards the glade in the woods, and through the strange white trees, a flat clearing appeared in front of him, and the ground was covered with red fallen leaves, as if stained with blood.

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the forest, and the golden sunlight and red fallen leaves form a gorgeous and splendid scenery, forming a strong contrast with the gloom of the surrounding dense forest, and the mood of everyone seems to be much brighter.

Tuesday also begs for continued support!

(End of chapter)