The elves invaded the world

Chapter 121 Capital
Li Na raised her head and stared at Ghost Stone in shock. You must know that Song of Perishing is a great killing skill!

As the strange sound spread, the elves near Mu Qingyun and the others attacked more frantically as if they had lost their souls.

Mu Qingyun knew very well that the Song of Perishment would take time to activate, and as long as he could survive this period of time, the hope of everyone escaping would undoubtedly increase.

"Electric Shock Monster Thunder, Menus Water Cannon, Ghost Stone Shadow Ball!"

"boom!"

Looking at the scarred electric monster that was blasted into the ground, Mu Qingyun had no choice but to take him back.

"Beautiful carving!"

As the electric shock beast crashed down, Bi Diao followed closely behind, but even if he didn't fall now, he would fall into the dying state of the song of death in a while.

"coming!"

Yan Shuyi, who had been paying attention to the sky, suddenly sounded a reminder!

"Old spray, purgatory!"

Mu Qingyun no longer hesitated, and instantly released the fire-breathing dragon.

The fire-breathing dragon flew over Mu Qingyun and the others, opened its mouth and spewed out a blazing flame, surrounding everyone tightly.

Many elves who came under siege were blocked by Lie Yan (raging flames), at this time the effect of the song of death finally began to take effect.

At this time, Ghost Stone was in extreme pain, clenching his teeth and closing his eyes tightly, his body floating in the air trembled and twitched from time to time.

Mu Qingyun quickly threw an omnipotent medicine to Ghost Stone, and after seeing him swallow it, he took it back into the elf ball with confidence.

Looking up, the mothership finally materialized in front of everyone, and a large number of trainers quickly rushed out of the blockade.

Because of the influence of the song of perishing, [-]% of the wild elves around everyone were emptied in an instant.

"go!"

After Mu Qingyun shouted, he pulled Yan Shuyi and jumped onto the back of the fire-breathing dragon, soaring into the sky.

Song Haoyi also hastily released another Bi Diao who was not affected by the song of perishing, and Li Na followed closely behind.

"Dragon God swoops down and crashes into it!"

"Woo Ang!"

The fire-breathing dragon raised its voice, and a phantom of a blue giant dragon was quickly shrouded around it, rushing towards the mothership in the air.

"Bi Diao, Divine Bird will follow!"

Looking at a passage that was forcefully smashed open by the fire-breathing dragon, Song Haoyi hurriedly ordered Bi Diao to follow closely behind.

"Just work harder!"

Looking at the flying elves who were besieging madly, Mu Qingyun cheered for the fire-breathing dragon!

Let Yan Shuyi hurry up, at least until the Slowly Beast's task is completed, she can't have any accidents!
"Hold on, Flame Charge!"

"Woo Ang!"

The fire-breathing dragon tried its best to break out of the encirclement, but there were too many wild elves, and it could only gradually fall into the quagmire.

Since the fire-breathing dragon can master this skill well, Mu Qingyun on its back will not receive any damage from the flames for a short time.

"Captain Zhang, do you think there is someone there?"

A searcher on the mothership rolled his eyes and pointed out the location for the middle-aged man in a black windbreaker.

Team Zhang looked along his fingertips, and saw that a group of flames was breaking through tenaciously among a group of wild elves, and the flames of explosions flickered on and off.

"One team comes with me, and the rest guard here!"

Team Zhang gave an order, jumped onto the back of Sonic Dragon who was standing by, and led seven of his subordinates to rush down.

The violent shock made Mu Qingyun dare not raise his head at all, and the fire-breathing dragon's physical strength was about to reach its limit at this time.

Although the fire-breathing dragon tried its best to protect, there were still scattered attacks that hit Mu Qingyun.

"groove!"

A huge impact hit Mu Qingyun's back, and he couldn't help crying out in pain.

"Hold on, young man!"

Just as Mu Qingyun's vision gradually blurred, a steady and powerful voice came to his ears.

Opening his eyes with difficulty, he saw a mighty Sonic Dragon appearing first, and there were six or seven people nearby who were constantly dispersing the besieging elves.

At this time, the muzzle on the mothership also began to charge, and a series of electromagnetic shells bombarded the surroundings one after another.

The next moment, Mu Qingyun's eyes darkened and he fell unconscious.

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a remote city.

A tall girl is sitting in the corner of a cafe, listening to the rustling of the treetops as the breeze blows through the window.

Thinking of the boy who rescued himself from the tropical dragon, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Holding the pen holder with slender fingers, she gently wrote down the pen on a piece of letter paper.

You have to quietly come out on top and surprise everyone.

Your good friend—Miss Zhao.

Then he sealed the envelope with wax and took out another new letter paper to continue writing.

Then he beckoned to the waiter at the bar and said, "Please mail these letters for me, thank you."

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The First Elf Hospital in Beijing.

In a special ward.

A middle-aged woman who was two points similar to Mu Qingyun was sitting in front of a hospital bed.

The woman gently lifted the quilt up, and cast her loving eyes on the young man on the hospital bed.

Numerous scenes flashed in Mu Qingyun's dream on the hospital bed, appearing, disappearing, and reappearing again and again.

The next moment, he suddenly woke up.

He opened his eyes and stared at this strange place in confusion.

"Qingyun, are you awake?"

Noticing that Mu Qingyun finally woke up, the woman was very pleasantly surprised.

Mu Qingyun frowned and stared at the woman's face, constantly flipping through the memories in his mind.

It took a long time before the person in front of him matched up with the slightly blurred figure in his memory.

Yun Ruoshui—currently a first-level researcher of the Elven Alliance.

Then he said suspiciously in his tone.

"Little aunt?"

Yun Ruoshui chuckled when she heard Mu Qingyun speak.

"I didn't expect you to still remember little aunt, but we haven't seen each other for many years."

Mu Qingyun on the hospital bed smiled slightly: "The relatives at home count you as the best to me, how could I not remember."

Looking around suspiciously: "Little aunt, why am I here?"

Yun Ruoshui picked up the apple on the side and began to peel it, "You kid is really lucky, you can still come out alive under the siege of so many elves.

After you were rescued, you were immediately sent back to the capital for treatment.But don't worry, except for Song Haoyi, the rest of the people are not in danger. "

Mu Qingyun nodded and suddenly remembered the protective clothing on his body.

Looking at Mu Qingyun's dumbfounded appearance, Yun Ruoshui had already guessed his little thoughts.

"The protective clothing was found in a certain ruin, right? Don't worry, I'll get it back for you. And your elf has recovered, and the elf ball is placed beside your bed."

Only then did Mu Qingyun heave a sigh of relief. After all, the situation was critical at the time, and all the elves except Baby Dragon were seriously injured.

Fortunately, the space backpack, even if ordinary people open it, they will only think it is an ordinary empty backpack, but things like protective clothing cannot be concealed.

However, the meaning of what my aunt said is that the alliance has also obtained this kind of protective clothing, but it is currently impossible to create such an advanced one.

Yun Ruoshui handed the peeled apple to Mu Qingyun, and asked with a smile on her face: "You have to tell your little aunt what's going on with that girl. She came to visit you every day when you were in a coma!"

Seeing the gossiping expression of the little aunt, Mu Qingyun knew what she was thinking, and could only explain helplessly: "I have nothing to do with her, really!"

(End of this chapter)