Rise of the Light of the Elf

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It was just getting dark, and Xisang was planning to cross-legged and practice internal strength.There was a whooshing sound in the air, and an arrow broke through the door and landed on the table in the house.

She pulled out the feather arrow and found a tiny Xintong on it.She took out the letter from the Xintong, opened it, and saw that it read: "There is bad news about your father, please come to the bamboo forest to meet Mr. Feng."

She observed the feathered arrow, and there was nothing unusual about the feathered arrow.She wondered in her heart: Why didn't Mr. Feng come to the room to find me?Or find someone to send a message to me and ask me to see him?It doesn't seem logical to deliver the message this way.Let's ignore it for now. Maybe someone is playing a prank, but it's not necessarily true. After all, there are quite a few people who don't feel guilty.No one at home informed me today, so there should be nothing wrong.

But then she thought about Cui Sheng being kept in the dark that day, and she felt a little anxious and worried in her heart.But Nuotuan now seems to be giving up.

Don't worry about it for now. When the night gets late, sneak home and confirm with your mother.After making up her mind, she calmly began to practice her inner strength.

Unexpectedly, there was another knock on the door after a while.She opened the door and saw a man wearing the uniform of the school standing outside.

The man cupped his hands in front of her and said, "Senior sister, Mr. Feng asked me to send a message that I have something important to talk to you about. It involves your private matters, and I don't want to talk about it in a crowded place. I only invite you to meet at the pavilion in the bamboo forest."

Hearing this, Xisang thought of the letter he had just received, and also thought that with her mother's character, if her father had an emergency, she might not tell her immediately.Then he thanked the junior brother and headed towards the bamboo forest with Nuotuan.

The bamboo forest was far away from everyone's residence. At this moment, Xisang was standing outside the bamboo forest, looking at the path in the middle of the bamboo forest with the faint moonlight, listening to the rustling sound of the bamboo forest, and suddenly felt a little frightened.

Only then did she remember that the bamboo forest had always been the place where the fifth-level brothers practiced swordsmanship during the day. However, what Mr. Feng was best at was not swordsmanship, but the art of traps.She thought to herself: Oops, I fell into a trap.

She turned around and wanted to walk back, but eight men in black clothes with face coverings suddenly appeared in front of her.

Each of them had a knife on his waist.Unfortunately, her soft sword had already been given to her father that day, and what she was holding in her hands now was just a short sword that her mother had given her that day when she heard that she had lost her soft sword.Although the short sword was also a treasure made by my uncle when he was young and given to my mother.But after all, the size is limited, so it can be used as a surprise concealed weapon. If you hold it in your hand to fight with a long sword, it will feel a bit like hitting a stone with an egg.

The eight people remained silent, drew out their sabers, and walked towards her.Thinking of the dozen or so darts in her waist, she suddenly had an idea.She first took off the gauze covering her eyes. She was no longer afraid that these people would know her eyes. She was going to make sure these eight people never come back today.Then she stepped back a few steps into the bamboo forest, and the eight people saw her and followed her closely.

She floated up, picked off the bamboo leaves one by one with her five fingers very quickly, mobilized her inner strength, and shot out one after another.Those bamboo leaves contained her inner strength, and each one was like a blade, hitting the knife. The knife made a ding-dong-dong sound and cut into the skin, causing a small wound in the skin.Those eight people seemed not to have expected that she could be so powerful.They already underestimated the enemy but found it difficult to deal with her.She aimed at the opportunity, drew out a dart, and when they were overwhelmed, she shot it, hitting the leftmost person in the head with one blow.Then the second one hit the head of the person on the far right, the third one hit the head of the person on the left, and the fourth one actually made the person duck.The man didn't notice it at first, but there were sounds of heavy objects falling around him one after another. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and realized her plan.After he dodged himself, he immediately shouted to the other four people: "Retreat first, this witch caught a dart between the bamboo leaves."

At this moment, Xisang felt a sharp sword energy attack her back.She made a right spin in the air and landed on a thick bamboo.The man's face was clearly visible in the moonlight.

"Mr. Mao, do you want to break the contract?" Xisang said without sadness or joy.From the first time this man had murderous intentions towards her, she knew that he would do it to her again.But she never expected that this day would come so quickly.She was always so careful and never took off the gauze on her outer eyes. What went wrong?

But Mr. Mao burst out laughing, and then said with a cold face: "How dare you! You dared to deceive us first! Since you deceived me, the treaty would have been countless. If I hadn't thought that your father is a human race The pillar of the family is still guarding the territory of the human race. I have reported it to King Nie a long time ago. You should thank me for letting you die quietly, which at least preserved your father's innocence. "

"Aren't you afraid that my father will investigate this matter thoroughly when he comes back? Aren't you afraid that your Four Saints will be blamed?"

"I'm afraid of this, and I'm afraid of that. Then I don't have to live anymore. Why should I be the Four Saints of the human race? Wouldn't it be fun to go home and farm? You often sneak out of the school, and everyone knows about it. I Just say that you disappeared out of thin air. What can your father do to me? Can he kill me? What's more, he is no match for me. "

"What about my mother? Aren't you afraid of my mother's anger? She is the spirit of fire."

"Elf? It's been a long time! Her spells may be faster than my sword skills? Her ability to recite the spells is probably already the soul of my sword. Boy! Oh, no, it should be called a witch! A witch! You are too underestimated. The four saints of the human race! If the four of us are so weak, what's the matter with our human race on the mainland? We have already wiped out all the other races." Mao Lao said arrogantly.

Xisang was shocked when he heard this, and his face turned pale.I never expected this old guy to be so powerful.It seems that when they first met, he didn't use his full strength.

"I've never been able to figure it out. Why do you want to kill me? Is it because of the prophecy? I haven't done a bad thing since I was born, so why do you believe that I will be the woman in the prophecy?"

"Hmph! What nonsense! Then Nie Chong, Nie Liang is the king's child, and you actually...you say you are not a witch!"

"Nie Liang? What happened to Nie Liang? I admit that I did hurt Nie Chong, but Nie Liang, I didn't do anything to him. Did you misunderstand me?" Xisang frowned.

"Sophistry! Everyone is born with a different fate. Even if you are born with this skin, you are destined to die." Mr. Mao smiled sarcastically.

Xisang smiled calmly: "What a coincidence! I am a person who does not believe in fate. You believe in fate, so you have not escaped your sorrow and regret. And I am destined to get rid of the shackles of fate." Before she finished speaking, she Taking advantage of the moment when Mr. Mao was stunned, he shot three darts from three different directions: the head, chest, and heart.

"Master, be careful!" said the group of people standing behind her.

"Ha! You're such a despicable kid." Mr. Mao turned over and successfully dodged.

"The so-called soldier's trick is to take your life when you are not prepared. You are so much stronger than me. If I attack you when you are prepared, wouldn't it mean that I have no chance of winning?"

But Mr. Mao laughed heartily and said: "It's a pity, it's a pity. If you were not my enemy, I would definitely accept you as my disciple. This temperament is very similar to mine."