Someone came to them from different directions in the distance, two routes were in the name and one in the dark. The two routes were in the light, one was a trio of elves, and the other was a half-angel who had not yet completely transformed. The one who was moving in the dark had the breath of a god.

"You are lucky and have a strong body for you to use."

"Paris, all this...including this little devil... are all old injuries, you have planned it in advance?"

Paris said bluntly, "Yes, your power is very attractive to me, and you don't have the courage to come to me directly, so I have to use a little trick to lure you into the trap."

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that one day I would fall into my own hands. It's ridiculous."

"Your time has passed long ago, and no matter how hard you struggle, it will be futile."

At this time, Paris seemed to notice it, and slightly turned his head to glance at the direction of the stalker, then looked back at Lin Xiaoya, then turned around and left.

Lin Xiaoya knelt alone in the rain, her breath gradually faded, and the first person to enter her blurry vision was Zou Laichi, who had not yet awakened the angel power. Lin Xiaoya was panicked, but she didn't expect that the body prepared by Paris for the God King was actually a friend, which would mean that Zou Laichi would be the next object to be dismembered into pieces.

Lin Xiaoya wanted to tell Zou Laichi that the danger was here and told him not to come, but she couldn't say a word except coughing up blood, and her arm was stretching towards the other party involuntarily.

"Mini Bud, why are you so injured?" Zou Laichi was shocked when he saw her covered in blood. He quickly stepped forward to observe the wound on her body, "The bleeding must be stopped immediately! By the way, the staff, the staff can heal the wound."

As Zou Laichi said, he wanted to get up to pick up the beast-headed staff that fell beside him, but Lin Xiaoya grabbed his arm tightly and climbed onto him with difficulty.

"It's too late, hurry up... your forehead, lean over..."

"Take me down? What are you going to do?"

Zou Laichi was confused, but because the other party was a trustworthy acquaintance, he did not take much precautions and cooperated to lower his head.

The moment the two of them faced each other's foreheads, the cold spiritual power lurking in Lin Xiaoya's body quickly pulled away and quickly poured into Zou Laichi's body.

Zou Laichi screamed, unable to stabilize his body anymore, fell to the ground and struggled in pain. The spiritual power that was incompatible with him flowed into his limbs and bones, like thousands of spikes piercing into every cell of his cell.

"Don't hurt... I'm late, come back, come back here..."

As soon as the God King's soul left, Lin Xiaoya felt that her body had become much lighter. She tried her best to crawl towards Zou Laichi. However, her internal injuries were too severe and she lost too much blood. Her body fell in a pool of blood, and she couldn't move even a finger. She could only watch Zou Laichi roll and crawl on the ground.

Later, the evil invader's consciousness obviously prevailed, controlled his body to stand up tremblingly, struggled to tie the magic knot of Yuexing magic, and then disappeared with a swaying figure.

All the noise and commotion disappeared, and even the monotonous sound of rain that seemed to never stop gradually became weaker. The sudden rain that had been falling all night long finally cleared up in the morning light of the Jedi.

Lin Xiaoya fell alone in the blood, her consciousness gradually blurred, and her vision gradually dimmed. She felt that her life had come to an end like a twilight year, and her breath became weaker and weaker.

Before the consciousness was completely in darkness, a handsome face appeared clearly before her. At this time, she really wanted to see Xiang Qi again. No matter what his identity is or who he was pretending to be, she longed to see him for the last time she was dying...

She heard the footsteps of several people walking on the water from far to near, and the sound was real.

"Xiaoqi..."

Lin Xiaoya slowly opened her eyes, and a handsome face that was different from Xiaoqi came into her eyes. Her long golden hair, dark green pupils, unique sharp ears of the elf and elegant charm made her feel warm, and she could hardly call out the other person's name-

"Roland."

"Give me the medicine." Roland lifted Xiaoya's shoulder and let her lean into her arms. He took the pill handed over by the person beside him and stuffed it into her mouth. "This is the pill made by the Guterres family. Take it quickly. Can you replenish your vitality for you. Xiaoya? Don't sleep, swallow the pill first."

Lin Xiaoya felt in a daze that she seemed to have swallowed the pill containing warm vitality. The sound of reality gradually faded away, and she found herself back to the Breton War Zone of the Elves a year ago.

At this time, she was walking through the forest of the elves. Ken and several others came from a distant place behind her. Those were her elves companions. They came here to get some wild game and supplement their inadequate food. It was getting late, and everyone was preparing to go to the camp, but she turned a deaf ear to her companions' calls and walked straight to the deepest part of the ancient forest.

Because she felt something calling her ahead.

The light in the forest became dimmer and darker. The sky above the head, dozens or even hundreds of meters above the head, was blocked tightly by intertwined branches and leaves, and the middle of the branches was also occupied by leafy shrubs. The herbs and lichens under the feet were attached to the lower space. The branches and leaves were lush and dense, and there was no gap that allowed the sun to penetrate. The surroundings were wet and dark, and the thick fog was filled with damp air. The damp and cold air penetrated the body, and the limbs were so cold that they were a little woody.

But even so, she still fought forward bravely.

The vanilla in the forest emits a strange smell, which is one of the raw materials to make a hallucinating dream fragrance. Although the medicinal properties are not as strong as those of the finished product, for ordinary humans, the smell emitted by such raw materials is enough to make people feel dazed and dull in their minds in just a few minutes.

She pushed away the messy bushes and continued to move forward. A cluster of faint, soft golden light suddenly appeared in the dark forest. A familiar figure was bathing in the dazzling light. She was tall and tall, and her long chestnut golden hair spread on her back was bright like a ribbon, like a hanging waterfall, dazzling and dazzling.

Since her uncle disappeared from the castle, she has never seen such a elegant and handsome figure again. Her eyes immediately became hot, she called "Uncle" with a sob and ran towards the cluster of golden light regardless of everything.

Before she could come near, Paris turned around and smiled slightly at her, then reached out to point deeper into the forest, and quietly disappeared.

Is it a phantom? Or an illusion?

The spiritual power injected into her body before leaving seemed to burn her chest, and the neck pendant rope woven with long golden hair on her neck seemed to be emitting a strange light.

However, Lin Xiaoya was eager to catch up with the figure, and ignored all the warnings from her body. Regardless of whether she saw a phantom or hallucination just now, she didn't even think about Paris's instructions before her death. One thought in her mind was that I must find you.

She ran wildly in the direction the phantom pointed.

The sharp hook on the vine broke her clothes, and the sawtooth on the leaves of the shrub cut her skin. She didn't know all of this, and her call to that person was gradually announced to her thousands of times.

"Uncle, uncle..."

When she was at a loss, Paris's figure appeared not far away from her again, just like before, smiling and guiding the direction, and then quietly disappeared.

After repeating this several times, Lin Xiaoya firmly believed in the direction caused by the phantom.

She stayed until she was tripped by the mixed roots exposed on the ground and hit the old stump with her head.

Although the collision showed Venus, it recovered a moment of clarity from the trance caused by the vanilla.

She endured the pain and climbed up from the ground. In the dark, she found that the big tree she hit seemed a little strange. The trunk seemed to be wriggling, and it felt like she was chewing. So she looked closer and saw that the thick trunk slowly opened a huge crack at this time. It was vaguely seen that there was a bloody piece of meat inside, and it looked like a reindeer.

Lin Xiaoya suddenly remembered that at the junction of the elves and western tribes, there was a forest of cannibal trees. I heard that none of the creatures who accidentally entered this forest survived.

At this time, she witnessed the scene of the demon tree enjoying its prey with her own eyes. She was shocked and fell to the ground with a fright.

It was a man-eating tree, and she had to leave quickly!

Although she has seen and touched many elves in the past few days, she is still timid when she is alone in the dark and weird forest like now. She rubs her feet weakly on the ground several times, but still can't stand up.

"Good boy, you're finally here."

A familiar voice came from behind. Xiaoya turned her head and saw her unparalleled guardian uncle standing behind her. The voice of her speech became realistic. She knew that this was no longer a phantom, so she immediately cried with joy and rolled and crawled to Paris.

Paris did not disappear again, Yingying smiled and said, "My poor child, be good, not afraid, not afraid." As she said that, she picked her up, held her on her arm, and looked at her every subtle expression curiously.

"Uncle, is it you? Is it really you?" Lin Xiaoya glanced at Paris's face in disbelief, touching his face with confirmation with his hands. His head and his hair, tears fell down, and sobbing in a hoarse voice: "Am I dreaming? I must be dreaming again now. When I wake up, my uncle will disappear, right?"

"No, this is not a dream, you can feel this reality soon."

Paris stroked her hair pity, her fingertips slid down her messy hair, gently stroked her neck artery, then wandered down her collarbone, and finally stayed on her thin and flat chest, and then murmured in her ear with a thick and low voice like a dream: "It's as real as engraved in the depths of the soul."

"What does it mean?" As soon as Lin Xiaoya finished speaking, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest. When she looked down, she saw a long sword emitting golden light piercing into her heart. Life was pouring into Paris along the dazzling sword.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!