Inside the Warcraft Forest, in an unknown valley, there are lush trees and green waters, but no birds or insects are heard.
A team of 100 people sat upright and gathered together in groups of three or five. Among them were elderly and children. Everyone was in a very embarrassed figure. Facing such beautiful scenery, they had no time to appreciate it, but instead looked around vigilantly, as if they were guarding against something.
"The water magician is ready!"
With the tidyest-dressed old man shouting, dozens of people quickly separated from the team and surrounded the already scattered people.
Waiting is often the most painful. Although it seems calm at this time, the more uneasy everyone is. The water magicians standing on the outermost side tightly hold the staff in their hands, look up at the sky, their eyes full of fear.
Suddenly, a surging red flame emerged from the sky, surrounding everyone with a horn, like a big meat dumpling.
In the thick fire light, thousands of fireballs floated out and hit the crowd.
"Bastard! Why are you stupid? Attack!" The fire was approaching, but the mages were still dazed. The old man in black shouted again, looking at the mages' eyes becoming more and more dissatisfied.
Several older mages first reacted. For a moment, water tornado, ice dragon technique, and even level seven group attack skills were used to summon wind and rain.
There are actually seventh-level professions in it. What’s even more terrifying is that among the several mages of the water system who fought, except for a few young masters who are only second- and third-level professions, the others are all above level five. What kind of strength is that!
With the use of the wind and rain, dark clouds instantly pressed down, and the raindrops as big as beans hit the flames. The fire gradually slowed down, but there was no intention of stopping.
"Continue to attack!" I thought that the high-level mage had no worries when calling for the wind and rain. Several low-level mages had stopped, and the originally eased fire quickly surged.
"Attack quickly!" This is not a battlefield, but such a group of people have formed an army-like existence due to some crises, and the old man in black is like a general in this team.
It was originally a temporary team, how could they do what the conventional army did? It was this moment of hesitation that once again led to a reversal of the situation.
"Not good! It's actually a superimposed formation, the warriors are ready!"
The warriors who were still behind had no time to react, and before they could react, roadblocks appeared on the ground, blocking them behind, and letting them kill them. The roadblock composed of thorns seemed like an indestructible barrier, constantly growing and replenishing. Whenever a thick roadblock was successfully cut off by a swordsman, a thicker one would be born to replace the previous vacancy.
"Go and protect the water mage!"
I don’t know who exclaimed, and everyone’s faces became increasingly ugly. Many low-level mages who used water magic on the outside were wrapped in large green cocoons by the entanglement technique. Seeing that the fire was about to break through their defense, if the vines encountered fire, they would only die."
"Elder Jie, this is not a solution!"
Beside the old man in black, Nangong Xuan looked at the battle situation ahead with a calm expression.
After hearing his words, Jie snorted coldly and said dissatisfiedly: "What else can you do!"
"But..." Nangong Xuan wanted to say something, but found that his language was so pale. He laughed at himself, stepped forward several steps, drew out his long sword to help the swordsmen break through the defense line.
For a moment, everyone was no longer alone, and raindrop-like attacks kept hitting the roadblocks.
Hard work pays off. Under the joint attack of everyone, the originally indestructible roadblock finally lost its vitality, and the mage in front was almost brought back.
Only half of the water mages came back alive, but they were injured regardless of any exception, and their expressions were a little dazed.
The mages were brought back, and the fire wood superimposed magic circle gradually stopped, giving everyone a chance to recuperate.
"Are you okay?" Huo Yuyang asked anxiously as he looked at Shui Qingluo who had just been rescued.
Shui Qingluo didn't say anything, but just shook his head gently, his chest undulating, obviously due to lack of oxygen by the vines.
"No need!" Sliding out his hand to brush Xue Rou's newly raised hand, Shui Qingluo shook her head firmly.
"But..." Looking at the hideous scar on her face, Xue Rou hesitated a little.
"Are you injured?" Huo Yuyang had been on the side of Shui Qingluo, and he did not see his other half's face at all. On that half of his face, heavy vines tangled and eroded, leaving a deep scar with bone visible. Under the influence of the fire, the wound was stopped alive and blood was left, leaving some charred carrion, completely destroying Shui Qingluo's original elegant image.
"Let Xue Rou treat you!" Mu Yun kept paying attention to Shui Qingluo. Seeing that her expression was different, he was even more worried.
Mu Yun and Xuanyuan Rui accompanied Shui Qingluo together. At this time, they did not hide their weaknesses and showed their identities as magicians in their respective genres, but no one was in amazement. For them, it would be nice to live.
After barely squeezing out a smile, Shui Qingluo wanted to show that she was really okay, but with the hideous scar, the explanation was so pale.
Give Xue Rou a color, Xue Rou nodded heavily.
The white halo covered Shui Qingluo's face, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, but she was so severe that she missed the best treatment opportunity and could no longer heal.
The thick black scar was gone, and a pink scar that was nearly half smaller still lies across her face, adding a bit of masculinity to her originally graceful face.
"Don't look at me like that. I'm really fine. I'm still as handsome!" Looking at the calm faces of everyone, Shui Qingluo felt uncomfortable. She waved her hands and tried hard to express her meaning.
"Well! Let's go down and rest! There is still a tough battle to fight!" Nodded to Huo Yuyang, Xue Rou, Qian Shao and others around him, Mu Yun also walked towards the direction in his heart.
Under a big tree in the center of the team, a middle-aged beautiful woman was sitting next to the tree with a girl in her arms. The girl was obviously unconscious, her eyes were closed tightly, and her whole body leaned against the beautiful woman's arms. Her delicate and thick eyelashes covered her eyes, casting a faint shadow, but made the girl even weaker.
"How is she?" Two men were sitting and standing beside the girl, Long Tian and Mo Yuan. Seeing Wuyou not waking up for a long time, Mo Yuan was extremely anxious.
"The mental power was damaged. Elder Jie has already given her medicine. Just sleep for a while!" After touching the girl's soft long hair in her arms, Hill's face rarely showed a soft mother's light.
"Yeah!" I have heard such a conversation several times, but Mo Yuan still asked happily, and Hill answered unhurriedly because this was their hope.
Since Wuyou fell into a coma, Long Tian and Mo Yuan have been guarding her side without a single step, especially Long Tian. Wuyou is lying down and he sits there. He hasn't said a word for this long, but just pursed his lips tightly to protect her for a moment.
Mo Yuan came to call him, after all, Long Tian had been on the battlefield, and there was something he could help here.
But Long Tian refused. Long Tian only said one sentence, and Mo Yuan stopped persuading him.
"I am her knight!"
It's such a simple sentence, but it contains all kinds of emotions.
"Do you like her?"
After so many days, Long Tian kept guarding his daughter and never left without a single step, which made Mo Yuan very pleased. On a whim, he actually asked such a sentence.
After hearing his words, Long Tian stopped slightly, first nodded fiercely, and then shook his head desperately, which made Mo Yuan a little confused.
Mu Yun and Xuanyuan Rui were both near them, so they naturally heard this sentence. As soon as they finished speaking, their eyes shot towards Long Tian. They had already knew the answer to this question, but they still wanted to see what the person involved said.
When Long Tian noticed the eyes gathered on him, his face turned dark and turned red in an instant. He looked around the few people and turned his eyes to Wuyou's face again, and a soft look appeared on his stiff face.
"She looks very much like her!"
A word of unknown meaning made everyone increasingly puzzled.
"Maybe none of you have ever known that I have a sister. We are twins. We grew up together. But she disappeared when she was ten years old. Her family seemed to know where she was, but she refused to tell me, just because I was afraid that I would go to find her. I left the house not because my family criticized me, but because I was tired of their cold-blooded and ruthlessness. She was my sister! How could they give up on her? How could they not look for her because they were afraid of things!"
Speaking of this, Long Tian seemed to be trapped in that painful memory, his eyes full of pain.
"That worry?"
Mo Yuan also knew a little about the secrets of the Long family. Seeing that the situation was wrong, he deliberately opened up the topic.
Looking at Mo Yuan deeply, Long Tian seemed to understand what he meant, without blame, and gave him a grateful smile and continued: "At first glance, when I saw Sister Wuyou, she thought she was a boy, so I just treated her as my younger brother. But when I knew she was a girl, I thought of my sister. My sister liked to travel in men's clothes like her. I think she was the sister who was the Creator God who gave me back!"
After saying that, Long Tian touched Wuyou's face intimately, expressing his love.
"Hey, it seems that I misunderstood. I thought I could abduct you as a son-in-law. It seems that it is still not possible!" Mo Yuan laughed heartily in order to adjust the atmosphere.
Hearing this, the two figures moved. Mu Yun and Xuanyuan Rui came to him together, not speaking, but the meaning in their eyes was very obvious: Your son-in-law is here!
The sudden advance of the two men made Mo Yuan feel a little embarrassed. He hurriedly took a step back and almost fell down.
At this moment, a moaning female voice sounded, and Wuyou, who had been sleeping in Hill's arms, woke up slightly.