This time Xuanhuang was alert and moved out of the way before he could pounce on him.
With a backhand kick, he pressed the little guy to the ground. Xuanhuang asked impatiently, "How did you sneak up here?"
"Sister, sister! Oh..." The elf's face was buried in a thick layer of pale golden hair, and he cried so pitifully that anyone who heard it would probably feel sad.
But this does not include Xuanhuang.
Strictly speaking, she is not actually a good person, and she doesn't mind others' business. There are so many poor and unlucky people in this world, and she can't even save them with one hand.
If you can mind your own business, don't mind your own business; if you can avoid making trouble, don't look for trouble.
But often those troubles would come to her carelessly, such as in the current situation.
This little guy cried so miserably.
Xuanhuang let go of her hand and twitched the corner of her mouth slightly. When she saw him crawling to the corner again and curling up, without saying a word, she just sobbed and cried. His big ice-blue eyes came back to look at her from time to time.
She was a bit timid and weak, as if she was accusing her of not saving her life.
Xuanhuang really wanted to kill him!
Why is this ancient legendary lineage so different from what she imagined?
You shouldn't be so weak, still crying, still crying?
"Don't cry!" Xuanhuang said angrily when he got tired of crying, "If you cry again, I'll throw you into the lake. Out of sight, out of mind."
The sound disappeared immediately. The elf covered his mouth and did not dare to make a sound. However, what was more depressing than the cry just now was the gasping in the throat.
Xuanhuang looked at him speechlessly, turned around and walked out.
The pleading eyes behind her almost burned her entire back.
Throwing down the curtain, Xuanhuang angrily stepped back, staring into his eyes that repeatedly begged for mercy, and shouted angrily, "I ask you questions, and you have to answer honestly. Don't cry."
The elf nodded and said timidly, "I will answer honestly and I won't cry."
Xuanhuang sat down cross-legged in front of him, "Are you the elf that Tu Gang and his son captured a while ago?"
The elf shrank, then suddenly stretched out his hand and rushed towards her, as if frightened by some stimulation, he buried his head in her arms, "Sister, sister, help!"
Xuanhuang frowned and reached out to touch the wound on his arm, "Did Tu Gang beat him?"
The elf shivered and nodded heavily.
Xuanhuang gritted his little steel teeth, but he didn't expect that the seemingly sanctimonious president of the Wushu Federation was actually an old beast.
The elf probably didn't speak human language very well. He spoke intermittently and garbledly, sometimes with some elf language interspersed. Fortunately, he met Xuanhuang. He listened to most of it, made some guesses, and finally understood it.
It turns out that the race of the ancient legendary lineage has been on the verge of extinction in recent years.
More and more ambitious humans want to hunt ancient monsters to satisfy their selfish desires.
Among them, in addition to those that are expressly prohibited from contracting with others, there are four ancient pure-blooded offensive monsters including dragons.
Humanity became obsessed with capturing the auxiliary Warcraft elves and mermaids in the ancient legendary lineage, and also pursued the Kirin and Phoenix tribes.
Everyone knows that elves and mermaids are full of treasures.
The mermaid's saliva can heal wounds, and the elves' tears can be used to make medicine...
Moreover, some elves or mermaids have incredible power and can instantly help humans improve or restore their declining Qi. What's more, they can even bring the dead back to life. This is of course amazing. Xuanhuang naturally doesn't believe it. Thousands of years have passed since then.
, who knows if their clan has exaggerated too much...
But when Xuanhuang heard her tears, she almost killed the elf in her arms. She cried so much just now, if she had known better, she would have put it in a basin.
"They whipped you just to make you cry."
The elf nodded with innocent tears in his eyes, "You still want to force me to make a contract."
Pervert! Xuanhuang cursed.
"But I didn't shed a single tear in front of them. My dead parents told me that crying hard in front of those bad people will only make them happier."
"Then you're crying like a ghost in front of me."
"Sister, help me, I'm a good person."
The corner of Xuanhuang's mouth twitched sharply, "It's only the first time I've met you, how do you know I'm a good person? Let me tell you, I'm not a good person!"
"Sister is a good person. Sister is a good person! Sister...Gulujiligulu!" A string of quite ancient elven language made Xuanhuang roll his eyes.
"Speak humanly."
The little guy didn't seem to be able to speak. He looked at her pitifully and aggrievedly, biting his thin mouth all the time.
"Then speak Warcraft language." Xuanhuang patted his little head speechlessly, "I understand."
The elf's eyes lit up, and he suddenly asked excitedly, "Sister, can you speak Warcraft language? Sister is really a good person, a good person, a good person! When I was growing up, I heard my grandfather's grandfather talk about it, he said that he only lived in Qian
A hundred years ago, I saw a human being who could speak our language of Warcraft!"
The little guy's excited little head rubbed against her chest, "Sister, sister! Your destiny contract is the ancient pure-blood demon lotus, but you have the aura of another ancient pure-blood demon beast, and so does your friend outside.
It’s a dragon! That’s the friendly scent I smell.”
The ancient Warcraft clan are all arrogant guys. They may be friendly with each other, but never think of them being friendly with other ordinary Warcraft or lesser Warcraft.
And they don't even bother to make contracts with humans. In their eyes, humans, as Lian said, are just a bunch of small, pitiful, weak, stupid things...
Xuanhuang was suddenly startled.
He raised his hand and pressed his head hard, "Did you smell the scent of the ancient monster and run out desperately?"
The elf nodded vigorously and looked at her with pleading eyes, "Sister, are you very strong?"
Otherwise, how could the pure-blooded Demon Lotus, who was the most arrogant and domineering mutant clan in ancient times, make a life contract with her?
That is the unique Blood Lotus clan. Most humans have never heard of such a clan. Just like the four mysterious sects among humans, they are somewhere between black and white and have never seen anything in the world.
This Blood Lotus clan has never heard of anyone who has made a contract with a master who can make him willing to make a contract. How powerful and perverted must that be!
Seeing the adoring look in this little guy's eyes, Huang'er knew that something was wrong with him...
My child, when my sister made the contract with Lotus, she was not even at the level of Master Wu, and she is really not strong now...
The curtain was swung open, and Xiao Yunchen and Xiao Yunqi strode in. "Huang'er, where did you take the wine? Why did it take so long to pick it up?"