When Jianxiu came to the Western Fantasy Continent

At this moment, Sarn didn't know what to say. He wiped the blood and flesh residue from his face, and slowly got up from the ground.I saw that the three ogres were evenly divided into about 500 parts, sprinkled on all surfaces within ten meters (the one hanging on the treetop should be a stomach, as for what is next to the stomach, he does not want to guess at all), a piece comparable to In the bloody scene of the largest slaughterhouse in Sanjiang City, only the black-robed mage was neat enough to go directly to the king's dinner.What's worse, the moment he saw the mage, his heart was filled with completely illogical joy and relaxation, not because the black robe saved his life, but because of the kind of feeling that came from the heart when he saw the "master". The happiness... Saen looked down at himself in a mess, and suddenly felt a strong sense of frustration. He must have accidentally offended the Spider Queen one day, so he encountered such a calamity.

Looking at the blood-stained dark elf, Hong Ming frowned, raised his hand and cast a dust removal spell.A cool breeze enveloped the Dark Elf, the wreckage and soil peeled off bit by bit, and even the smell of blood was blown away by the breeze. In the blink of an eye, the Dark Elf had recovered, but the clothes were so torn that it was unseemly.

"Put this on." Hong Ming took out a robe from the Qiankun bag in his sleeve, and took out a bottle of elixir by the way, "Just take one pill, and you can keep the rest."

San looked at him for a long time, and finally took two things, but he was still surprised when he shook off the clothes, this coquettish style!There was a hint of red in the black robe, with a large number of exquisite dark red patterns dotted on the cuffs and front of the skirt, and one side of the hem was extended by a large section, which could almost wrap around the body like a wave. It was completely a skirt! !

The dark elf suddenly collapsed, "Ms. Mage, can you give me a normal dress? I'm not used to wearing women's clothes..."

"Ma'am?" Hong Ming raised his eyebrows.

"Uh... should I call you Miss?"

Hong Ming looked at the dark elf coldly for a moment, then suddenly took out a jade crown from his sleeve, and deftly tied up the black hair on his shoulders and tied it into a bun. After tidying up his hair, he was as white as jade His neck was naturally exposed, and San saw something that could only appear on a man... Adam's apple.

"!!!!!! You are not a woman?!"

"Of course not."

"But why are you still wearing a skirt?! And your beard?"

"These are all men's clothes, my family's clothes are like this. As for the beard... hmph, what about your own?"

"But the dark elves are...forget it, just give me a robe like yours, preferably with a hood." Sarn sighed, and gave up arguing with this weird black-robed mage.To be honest, the change of the mage's gender made him a little happy and a little depressed. You must know that in the dark elves' dictionary, women have never been a simple existence, and he didn't want to relive the miserable life of being enslaved for nearly 200 years.But looking at Master Fa's shallow outline again, his slanted eyes, bright red lips, and the "men's clothing" in his hand, Sarn still couldn't help but shiver.Some things are better not to think about.

Hong Ming looked at his painful expression, and finally pulled out a big cloak, "It's not raining now, why do you wear a big cloak?"

"Our clan lives underground, and there are very few people like me who have come to the surface. Therefore, vision is very sensitive to light, and the sun must be blocked."

Hong Ming's hand that passed the clothes froze suddenly, "What will happen if it is illuminated?"

"Eyes are sore, teary, and in severe cases even blind."

Hong Ming withdrew his hand silently, and brought out another crane cloak.The upper half of this crane cloak is snow-white, the tail is like ink, the rich feathers are layered, and the end is gorgeous and delicate.It's just the color... Sarn was speechless, "You want the dark elves to wear white robes? Wait, why do you still have white robes?!"

"It's just clothes. This one has a light-shielding spell, and it's most suitable for wearing when you're escaping. It's just right for you." Hong Ming was unmoved, and still handed the clothes to the dark elf.

After putting on this slippery and shiny robe with ridiculously wide sleeves in doubt, Sarn found that the light in his eyes dimmed, and even looking directly at the scorching sun turned into a soft halo at dusk.The important thing is that this dress doesn't feel enchanted, and it won't make him suffer from the spell of light. Such a miraculous effect is really rare.

After touching his sleeve, he opened the small bottle in his hand, took out a green pill from the delicate pale white bottle, and stuffed it into his mouth.Immediately, an unusually sweet taste spread in the mouth, a bit like the silver flower morning dew that elves love most, and a bit like the finest Santiago wine, which melted into the saliva almost instantly.After swallowing the medicine, Sarn couldn't help but licked his lips, wanting to try another one. At this time, a warm current suddenly rose from the abdomen, and the heat slowly spread, flowing from the fingers to the soles of the feet, like being warmed by a winter day. Covered by the warm sun, he saw that the large and small wounds on his body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and instantly turned into pink scabs. Gently rubbing, revealing the intact skin underneath.

Now Sarn didn't dare to take it anymore. It was impossible to get this kind of medicine without tens of thousands of gold coins. The healing technique of the temple priest would probably take more time.Until then, he finally felt that being a servant of a mage is not a bad thing. The black-robed mage is a strange person, but it is true that he is rich, so he put on a humble expression, caressed his chest and bowed, "Thank you for your reward, my benevolent mage."

Looking at the dark elf's flattering smile, Hong Ming froze for a moment, and finally said via voice transmission after a while, "What's your name? Tell me, I want to know the voice."

"Sarn Thorin, my lord, just call me Sarn."

"Shen?" Hong Ming repeated it lightly, a little surprised that this otherworldly fairy also has such an elegant surname, but that's fine, it's suitable for others. "My dao name is Hongming, you can call me Daoist Hongming or Immortal Hongming in the future."

These words made Sa En confused, "The Daoist name is Hongming, Daoist Master Hongming, Immortal Hongming...how come there are three different surnames."

"You..." Hong Ming couldn't help laughing, "Hong Ming, just call me like this."

"Then," Saen bowed again, "My lord Hong Ming, what shall we do next?"

After taking a deep look at the dark elf, Hong Ming finally made up his mind, "Forget it, I'll take you where you want to go first, and we'll talk about other things later."

This time, a smile that didn't go against his will surfaced on the corner of Sanjiang's lips, "Sanjiang City, my dear lord, you will like that place."

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The author has something to say: Notes: 1. The Daoist took out a Qufu Shenyi. You can refer to this style. It is very serious and gorgeous. Men’s clothing =w=2, Shane’s pronunciation is close to Shen ( For the small difference in the middle, please make up the pronunciation of Elvish), the priest and the servant can also understand =w=