The search lasted for three days. During these three days, Mo Bingxin and Lu'er were frightened. Lu'er was fine, hiding in Jiang Yang's arms without any scruples, while Mo Bingxin felt a little aggrieved and could only do it.

Hugging my knees.

Jiang Yang wanted to hug her, but she pushed him away stubbornly: "No, stay away from me."

"Mo Bingxin, why don't you come out? Do you really want to watch your people die one by one?" But suddenly, after the giant search team all retreated, a sound of thunder rolled in from the distance like waves.

The voice is loud, full of majesty and coldness, but the emphasis is not on hurting people, but on the words!

Mo Bingxin was stunned when she heard these words, but her pupils shrank immediately as she thought of something: "These bastards!" she yelled.

But at this time, several screams sounded in the distance, which were magnified and reached Mo Bingxin's ears, causing her face to turn pale and a mouthful of blood to spurt out. Through the connection of blood, she could feel the rapid passing of her people in the distance.

life!

"I'm going to fight you!" she yelled, standing up and rushing towards the door of the tree house.

"Sister, no." Lu'er hugged her at this time. Although she also felt the disappearance of her tribe, her mission was to protect Mo Bingxin, so she couldn't let Mo Bingxin suffer any damage!

"Lu'er, let me go, I'm going to save my people!" Lu'er has Lu'er's mission, but she also has a mission that she must undertake as an elf saint. And her mission is to serve her people.

If she wants to live a happy and healthy life, if all her clan members are dead, then what use is she, a saint from the elf clan?!

Although there are only nearly a thousand clan members and cannot represent the entire clan, if she is asked to watch her clan members die, this... she can't do it!

"Do you think it will be useful if you go now? Will they let you go? Only you and your people will die together!" Jiang Yang said coldly at this time. He had long known that the giants might use some kind of cruel method.

They forced Mo Bingxin to show up, but she didn't expect them to be so shameless and even threaten her with her tribe!

"Mo Bingxin, come out. I promise you that as long as you come out, I will let everyone go. Otherwise, these nearly a thousand lives will be wasted." At this time, the voice sounded again: "Perhaps from now on, this Eastern European forest will be

It’s no longer green, but bright red dyed with blood.” He lamented, and sneered. As he raised the knife, one after another, the heads of the elves fell to the ground, and the screams were infinitely amplified by him, like a magical sound.

Go straight through the minds of Mo Bingxin and Lu'er.

"Jiang Yang, let's go with Lu'er. It is my mission to protect the tribe, and no one can stop me." On the top of the giant tree, Mo Bingxin looked indifferently at the direction of her tribe in the distance and said. She had regained her composure, but now

At that time, she was even more terrifying, her eyes were cold and emotionless, and her absolute rationality was intimidating.

"Don't forget your mission. You are for the entire elves, and they...are just a small part of the elves!" Jiang Yang frowned slightly. Mo Bingxin in this state made him feel a little bit of danger.

, and he also knew that he could not stop Mo Bingxin. If he tried to stop it, a war would only break out, and the giants would also find him. Therefore, he could only use words to persuade.

"Whether the entire elves or a small part of them are all my clansmen, they have been destined to protect me from the day I was born. So, I have to go!" Mo Bingxin smiled miserably, but her expression was unprecedented.

of firmness.

"What about your mission this time? You have to go out of the forests of Eastern Europe to find the person who can save your entire elves. If you die, who will find him? What will your elves do?"

"You saved them today, but they will still die tomorrow!" Jiang Yang said coldly, looking at Mo Bingxin's back without blinking, hoping that she would change her mind.

However, he was still disappointed. Mo Bingxin turned around and smiled at Jiang Yang under the drifting wind. Her hair was messy, and that smile was absolutely beautiful.

"I have found that person, so our elves are destined not to perish."

Then he said no more, his legs slightly bent, and he jumped into the distance like a fluttering butterfly. In a few ups and downs, the white mark between heaven and earth disappeared without a trace.

Jiang Yang was stunned. He didn't know what Mo Bingxin's last words meant. Could it be that she was talking about me? But how is that possible? I am just a small third-level person. How can I save the elves from the fire and water?

However, before he could recover, he saw another green figure jumping up in the direction where Mo Bingxin disappeared, and Lu'er's voice appeared in his mind.

"Jiang Yang, I'm sorry, I can't accompany you anymore... I've been very happy these past few days, thank you for giving me so many happy times... But, I have to go to accompany my sister, she is from my Elf clan

The saint, her life’s mission is to protect the elves, and we, the elves, our life’s mission is to protect her..."

Jiang Yang was startled again. Before Lu'er's voice in his mind completely disappeared, he shouted: "Lu'er!"

"Let them go, I'll follow you!" In the distance, Mo Bingxin fell to the ground, looking at the thousands of giants in front of him and the nearly a thousand people imprisoned on the ground, and finally looked at the leader Thirteen

A fourth level strong man.

"Okay, it is said that the saint of the elves loves her people like her children and abides by the teachings of the elves. Now it seems that she is well-deserved." The old man in the lead laughed loudly. Mo Bingxin, who they had spent so much effort and failed to find, could be found so easily.

It's really surprising that he ran out on his own. If he had known what kind of soul-dispersing fog he would release like this, wouldn't he have just killed people?

However, they were fourth-level masters and did not bother to play tricks. Since they said they would release people, they would naturally release them. Immediately, the old man waved his hand and the imprisonment of all the elves were released.

When those tribesmen saw Mo Bingxin appear, they all shouted in grief and anger: "Holy girl, no, it's not a pity for us to die, but you must not die. We elves can't live without you!"

"Huh, noisy." Someone among the fourth-level masters of the giant clan snorted coldly, and slapped the mouth of the elf clansman who yelled the loudest from the air.

"You dare to take another photo and try!" Mo Bingxin's expression suddenly turned cold when she saw it, and she looked coldly at the fourth-level master.

"Hey, if you keep taking pictures, keep taking pictures. You are a treasure among the elves, but now you are just a prisoner. Do you really think you are qualified to negotiate terms?" The man sneered and raised his hand to take the picture, but was stopped by the leader of the old man.

Stopped.

"The saint is really like everyone else. She is not afraid of so many people. I really admire you." The old man gave Mo Bingxin a haha, and then said: "I will abide by what I just said.

I won’t embarrass my tribe, but I would like to invite the saint to be a guest for a period of time in the place where my giant tribe is stationed. Is it possible?”

Mo Bingxin is a saint of the elves and has a great influence on the elves. Such people are actually more valuable alive than dead, so the old man of the giants is so polite.

"Holy girl, don't!" All the elves tried to dissuade them, pretending to fight with the giants, but Mo Bingxin stopped them and told them to leave with good words and go find Mo Xian to save her.

The elves are dissatisfied, but they can only do so if they are inferior to others.

Seeing that Mo Bingxin had convinced all the elves, the old man smiled even more happily. The more majestic Mo Bingxin is, the greater his value to them.

"Saint, please." He made a gesture of invitation. But suddenly he frowned and looked behind Mo Bingxin, only to see a beautiful figure of Lu'er falling to the ground, it was Lu'er.

"Saint, I'll go with you." She said. In the past, calling her sister was just to hide her identity. Now that her identity is exposed, she naturally wants to call her saint.

"Alas." Mo Bingxin sighed, but she had no choice. Now Lu'er couldn't leave even if she wanted to. Her heart felt a little heavy and she smiled miserably: "You should call me sister, that way... it sounds better."

Lu'er was silent, then nodded heavily.
Chapter completed!