The male protagonist is all black

"You've been poking with my finger for almost 10 minutes." After a short silence, Ikal suddenly said, "Can you let go of my finger? Just hold the lock."

"Uh..." Xi Ya let go of Ikal's index finger in embarrassment, and stabilized the lock hanging on the door: "Can you see where the lock is?"

Yikal accurately found the position of the keyhole, and poked the sharp nail on his index finger into it: "I can find it even without looking. You have held my hand for a long time and used it on the lock."

Xi Ya felt ashamed and simply shut up.

"The soil on your hands is still on my hands. Did you go to play with the mud?" Yikal looked at the dirty one with a little contempt.

He justified himself: "The guards like to eat barbecue. I went to catch some... beasts." He felt that it would be embarrassing to tell the truth about today's record.

As soon as Xi Ya's voice fell, he heard a 'click'.

The lock is open.

He took off the lock hanging on the cell door, and the people in the cell pushed the door and walked out.

Xi Ya lowered his head and looked at the ground, it was too embarrassing.

Ikar walked up to the nature elf and said, "You wait here for a while."

Then he turned around and opened the doors of several nearby cells where the prisoners were held.

The natural elf stood there obediently, watching Ikal enter and exit those cells one by one in doubt, and then... the elf's sensitive nose smelled the smell of blood in the air.

Xi Ya's complexion changed, Yikaer quickly returned to his side, and he spoke without waiting for him to say anything: "Witnesses, you can't stay."

"Let's... let's go." Xi Ya secretly took a breath, and after several times of silent recitation, these are just some characters that don't even have written descriptions, they are just characters in the book.

Xi Ya turned his face and walked in front, and Yikal followed leisurely, as if he was taking a walk.

When the exit was approaching, when Xi Yafang wanted to talk to Ikar and let him pretend to hijack him, the dark elves behind him rushed forward first.

Xi Ya in the dark passage couldn't see the situation ahead, and the smell of blood in the air became even stronger.

Even though he hypnotized those characters in the book, Xi Ya couldn't help trembling, and couldn't even move his legs...

"Don't dawdle." Yikal returned to Xi Ya's side again, "The two guards can't stay either, I don't know the way out of the sanctuary, you will lead the way."

Xi Ya stopped struggling in his heart, and suddenly froze... The dark elf's features were too obvious, he couldn't just lead Ikar out like this.

Is there any way out that can be taken...

As the constructor of this world, Xi Ya quickly thought of something, which was the secret passage mentioned in the book that Wendy Aisha took when she smuggled into the sanctuary with the male protagonist. There are some mechanisms in the secret passage. But he also remembered clearly how to pass there.

Xi Ya nodded, and was about to continue walking, but Yi Kaer, who was beside him, seemed impatient, grabbed him and walked out.

Zhima, who was in charge of opening the door, was already lying in a pool of blood when Xi Ya arrived, and Ikal stood by and urged Xi Ya to open the door.

The nature elf held the disc that controlled the metal door and started to rotate. The moment the metal door opened, Ikar jumped out and knocked down the guard outside the door, and then returned to the passage of the dungeon, looking a little dazed. The spirit of nature was dragged out.

"Now you can continue to lead the way." Ikal flicked off the dark red liquid on his fingertips, and looked up at Xi Ya.

The silver-haired boy nodded, subconsciously grasped the strap of the satchel with one hand, turned around and walked into the nearby bushes, and whispered to Ikal, "Come with me."

He took Ikar to the entrance of the dark passage according to the route he remembered. The black-haired dark elf leaned against the tree and watched the natural elf squatting on the ground, groping left and right, and finally lifted a piece of grass.

"It's here!!" The joyful elf held the pull ring on the iron plate with one hand, lifted it up vigorously, opened the door with great effort, and then turned to Ikal and said, "Come here quickly... Don't rush down!"

Xi Ya grabs Ikar who is leaning over and is about to jump down.

The nature elf took off a ring carved with retro patterns on the little finger of his left hand and handed it to the other party: "This used to be a passage for the people of the sanctuary to escape to the outside world when they were in danger, but if people from the dark world break in, it will touch the ring. Some special agencies."

"The Ring of the Elf." Ikar took the small ring: "Are you going to give this to me?"

Xi Ya's face darkened: "Don't even think about it, I will borrow it from you for the time being, and bring this special mechanism that you will not trigger in the passage."

He has no intention of giving away the ring, the elf ring can be regarded as the second heart of the natural elf.

This setting is given by him.

Couples between elves usually exchange rings. If the other party is fatally injured, the ring will serve as a medium to transmit the vitality of the original owner to the person wearing the ring, giving him rebirth.

Yikal looked at Xi Ya's nervous expression, shrugged his shoulders, and sighed: "What a pity."

Like all magic rings described in the books, they will fit on anyone's hand as if they were made for them.

After Yikal put the ring on his hand, he jumped down the dark tunnel, and Xi Ya followed suit.

As a citizen of the Dark Realm, Yikal can quickly adapt to the dark environment, he can clearly see any detail in the tunnel, but Xiya becomes blind when he arrives here.

He watched as Xi Ya went to the wall and kept touching and touching, and finally pushed down a protruding brick, and the torches on the two walls burned at the same time.

"Do people in the Sanctuary have night blindness?" Ikar asked curiously.

Xi Ya turned his head, looked at him and said, "It's because your eyesight is too good in the dark, wait a minute."

The nature elf picked up the crossbow on his body, and took out the rope from the satchel to tie it to the tail of the arrow.

He shot the arrow above his head, and the sharp weapon pierced into the thick iron plate with a dull sound. Xi Ya dragged the rope to close the iron plate again, covering the entrance of the tunnel.

"Okay, let's go." Xi Ya pulled out the arrow, turned around and said to Yikal, "Be careful, although the special mechanism has not been triggered, there are still some mechanisms that will be activated, follow my footsteps Walk."

Yikal said that it doesn't matter, the nature elf in front of him is bouncing around like a rabbit, wondering which grid to step on next.

There is no particularly long and dangerous journey in the tunnel. After all, it was built to facilitate the escape of the people. If a large group of civilian corpses blocked the passage, there would be no need for it to exist.

It was already dark when Ikar was taken out of the jurisdiction of the sanctuary, and Xiya climbed up in disgrace, and finally got to the ground with the help of Ikar.

The dark elf looked at Xi Ya who was sitting on the ground panting in confusion, "How on earth were you allowed to go to the battlefield?"

Xi Ya doesn't want to talk too much now, thousands of words can be condensed into one sentence: "Give...a daughter-in-law."

This doesn't sound quite right, it seems that the one who snatched back is not the daughter-in-law... The faces of the dark elves and the nature elves changed a little strangely at the same time.

The dirty elf quickly added: "Wendy Aisha, grab her."

Ikar nodded to show that he understood the reason.

After resting enough, Xi Ya stood up, and stretched out his dusty little hand to Yikal: "Give me back the ring, and then severely wound me, you can leave."

Yikal looked up at the sky, glanced at Xi Ya from the corner of his eye, and said in a flat voice: "It's wrong."

"What?" Xi Ya asked in confusion.

"I think it's boring to walk alone, and I don't intend to return the ring to you, so there's no need to seriously injure you." Ikar broke away from the tree pole he was leaning on behind, stood up straight and walked in front of Xi Ya.

The timid nature elf retreated subconsciously, shaking his head and saying, "No, no, we agreed to do it according to the plan I said."

"I didn't agree." Yikal suddenly dodged behind Xi Ya, raised a knife in his hand and dropped it: "It seems that it is still necessary to injure."

There was a short sharp pain in the back of the neck, and then Xi Ya fell into a faint without even having time to curse in his heart.

This unreasonable world, this male protagonist who doesn't follow the plot well!

As expected of being the commander-in-chief of the Dark Realm, his strikes were so careless. Before Xi Ya was fully awake, the pain in the back of his neck had already connected to his brain.

The unconscious nature elves have no doubts at all that if this knife fell on the back of the neck of an ordinary civilian, it would definitely be the rhythm of beheading.

"Hmm... hiss——" The nature elf in the soft couch opened his eyes and struggled to sit up, but the discomfort on his neck made him fall back again.

Fortunately, the bed is very soft, even if it falls hard, it won't feel any weight.

Is his neck really all right?

Xi Ya raised his hand to touch the back of his neck, but suddenly found that he was only wrapped in a thin quilt now, and the dust on his body had been cleaned off before.

The natural elf rolled and crawled down the ground regardless of the discomfort in his neck, and he was only half relieved when he saw his original suit and the satchel on top of the clothes, and the remaining half of his breath came after checking the satchel After discovering that there was no trace of being opened by an outsider, he completely relaxed.

It's just that the crossbow is gone...

"I've heard that some people like not to wear clothes." The lazy voice between youth and teenager startled the natural elf who was holding a satchel in a daze beside the bed.