"Drive, drive, drive!"

In the mountains in the southwestern corner of the San Jose Empire, a horse-drawn carriage was speeding along a steep mountain road. The wheels of the carriage were only a thin line away from the cliff on the side.

If this maneuver is seen, it will surely make passers-by along the way stunned. It's just that in this barren mountain and wilderness, few passers-by can see it at all.

The driver of the carriage was a middle-aged man, with a burly man, a stubble on his unkempt face, and long bright yellow hair lazily behind him, and his hair flew backwards as if it had been swept by a strong wind, as if swept by a strong wind.

Half-lying in the back of the car was a young man of about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a deep wound on his chest. But it probably didn't hurt the point.

At this moment, there was a female elf beside him, cleaning the terrible wound.

"Hiss......" The young man woke up in pain. He opened his eyes and found himself half-lying on a carriage, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the deep cut in his chest. He couldn't remember how he was so badly injured.

"Are you awake?" the female elf hurriedly asked as she saw the young man wake up like this.

The young man looked at the beautiful elf girl, stared at her pointed ears, and nodded slowly. He was pale at the moment, and his whole body was weak. Presumably it was a lot of blood loss.

"Lily, don't talk too much to him, you don't see how badly he's hurt. Once you get to the camp, you'll have a way. Little brother, there is a high-level water magician in our group, you can bear with it a little longer. At this moment, the burly man driving the carriage turned his head and said.

Water magician?The young man thought, I'm afraid I'm not dreaming.

The young man looked at the man's tall back, his long golden hair and his outfit, as if he had seen a ranger in movies and games.

"Ahem. He slowly tried to move his body up, and sure enough, there was a sharp pain in his body.

He tried to look down at the blood mark on his chest, but fortunately his physique was still strong, and only a layer of skin on the surface of his body had been cut open. But the hideous wound was really scary to look at.

The young man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered something. He opened his hand and tried.

"Recovery!"

He recited the incantation, only to see a divine beam of light circling around his body, and the terrible wound slowly healed like this. After a while, there were no signs of serious injuries from before.

The elf couldn't help but be surprised, and the man who was driving the horse couldn't help but turn his head to look.

What a recovery technique!Look at this way, it is at least an intermediate level 5 level.

The burly man said, "I didn't expect you to be a priest. It's disrespectful. My name is Billy Johnson, and I'm the leader of the Boulder Mercenary Regiment. This beautiful elven lady is named Moria, and she is a wind archer and she is a demon archer of the wind system. ”

"My name is ...... My name is...... Rennes...... , I'm sorry, I'm ...... I forgot who I really was. I seem to have lost my memory!"

Wren pinched his temples with the thumbs of both hands in pain.

He couldn't remember why he was here. I remember that I was still on the subway line 2 in S City, Shenzhou a moment ago. It seems to have squinted for a while. How did you arrive at this place by yourself the next moment.

And now there are a lot of weird things in my head. It's like the Holy Light Recovery Technique he summoned just now, he just summoned it naturally. All he had was vague memories.

"Don't worry, just think slowly. When a person is seriously injured, it is indeed easy to forget something. The elf Moria comforted Wren and said, "Don't worry, in fact, before we saved you, someone gave us this thing, and he asked us to give this to you." Someone else is still at our station, and I think when we get there, he will tell you everything you want to know. ”

After Molia finished speaking, she handed over a small bag. Wren took the bag and opened it, and inside was a dark ring with a phoenix carved on the surface of the ring.

That's right, it's just like the phoenix in the mythology of Shenzhou, but this phoenix is pure black.

The black phoenix seemed to be screaming in the sky, opening its beak wide in the sky, looking very domineering. The long tail feathers wrapped around the ring and formed a ring. The eyeballs also seem to be made of special black gemstones. How can such a small object be carved so delicately, and the feathers on the ring are clearly visible.

"It looks like something made by our elves. The same bird on this is the mythical beast Phoenix. Molia saw that Wren was looking at the ring and said quickly.

Of course, the phoenix is a divine beast, and the phoenix is still auspicious. Where in China is there anyone who doesn't know Phoenix. Wren thought.

Wren didn't say much, but tried to put the ring on his middle finger. I feel that the ring is still a little big, and I guess it wasn't for myself. Just as he was about to take off the ring to get wet, the phoenix's tail feathers suddenly tightened a little, and then clamped tightly to Wren's middle finger.

"S......" Wren felt a needle prick on his finger, and suddenly felt a lot of pain. But there was no bleeding in the past.

Wren wanted to take the phoenix ring off. But no matter how hard you try, it won't help. The ring seemed to be on his finger, and he couldn't take it off.

At this moment, a strange voice suddenly sounded in Wren's head, "Hello, Chosen One, we'll see you in the evening." ”

After that, there was no movement, and Wren thought it might be his hallucination. I didn't care about him.

"What a magical ring. Johnson suddenly said, "This ring still seems to be able to recognize the owner automatically, and the things that recognize the owner will become a part of your body, and it will be difficult to remove unless you die..."

He didn't even look at the front of the carriage, so he turned his head and stared at Wren for a long time. This couldn't help but make Wren feel weak for a while, there are cliffs on the side, and this Johnson can drive blindly like this. (After all, it's a horse pulling a cart.) Horses will see the road on their own!)

"Who is the person who gave you the ring?" Wren asked, confused. The person who gave him the ring must have known something. Otherwise, I would have given myself such a magical thing.

"We don't know who he is, but we just met him at the market ahead. He took the initiative to find us, asked if it was a mercenary group, and then gave us 100 gold coins, so that we could find you in the ravine just now. And then I'll take you back to the market. Well, the 100 gold seems to be a little too easy to earn. Johnson said with a smile as he rubbed his bushy short beard.

"Captain, it turns out that the reward for this rescue mission is 100 gold coins! It's been a long time since we've received such a big order......" Moria said with a smile.

"Lily, be careful, we're a regular mercenary group!" Johnson said dissatisfiedly. That's a lot of money.

"If you don't run for three days and two ends, you can't help but help the refugees along the way for a long time. Of course we don't care about the 100 gold!" Moria gave Johnson a blank look with her elf's beautiful big eyes.

"Now that 100 gold coins is a lot of money for me. Wren thought to himself, isn't it said that the elves are not lovers of money, but how can this elf appear to be a dragon greedy for money!

"Money is like dung, and benevolence is worth a thousand gold. Wren interjected and said with a sigh.

He still has some ideas about the values of this era in his head. 1 gold coin is 100 silver coins, and 1 silver coin is 100 copper coins. So the 100 gold coins are really a huge amount of money. Listening to the conversation between these two people, he now understands a little, and he is afraid that he is really no longer in Shenzhou.

"Lily, look at how well people say that. We also have to treat money like dung, and money is dung!" Johnson hurriedly said out of context.

"Without that dung, the whole group would have to really eat dirt. Moria said angrily.

Johnson was speechless for a while, but he also knew that what Molia said was the truth. But how could he watch those poor and hungry people and passers-by just can't live like that?

He simply turned his head away and ignored Moria.

"Captain, just go over the hill in front of you. Wren thought about it for a while, and then realized that Molia was a steppe elf, so her eyesight was much better than that of ordinary people.

"Got it!" Johnson replied.

Wren looked at Molia and Johnson. This Molia must have known that Johnson was a little sad, so she immediately found a staircase for the head of the regiment.

Johnson's carriage was well handled. A small hill will pass in a while.