Chapter 3: The Blood of the Elves
Ao Xuehua didn't pause at all, she didn't even think about what the consequences would be if she really missed and killed the other party here, the sword in the hand of Her Royal Highness the Princess, who also cultivated the Heavenly Dao Sword, was as straight and hard as her state of mind, but the bead curtain touched by the tip of the Dream Sword was softer than she imagined.
Ao Xuehua didn't stab into it.
An intriguing smile appeared on the corner of Her Royal Highness Princess's mouth, the other party was really an unexpected opponent, and just such an experience was worth her return for this move.
It is certainly one of the most enjoyable things in the world for you to plunge a hot knife into the butter, but if you try to hit a ball of cotton with a round shield in your hand, you will often be completely unable to exert your strength, and in the end you will only embed the round shield in vain without causing any damage to the cotton.
And Ao Xuehua's feelings at this time are in between.
She felt as if the tip of her sword was pressed against an extremely hard clea, but more of them were connected to them, they were connected to each other to give you their extremely soft touch, but when you pushed in, the cleats formed a cohesive whole, as if holding a round shield to hit cotton, obviously deep in, but unable to really penetrate the other party.
And the leaves of the small tree were still falling, and when the last green leaf disappeared in front of Ye Qing, she also saw the true appearance of the other party.
It was a blue-haired elf who was slightly taller than her, and yes, she was good-looking.
Ye Qing clearly judged her gender, just because even in the cold early spring, this elf who came from afar still wore very little.
The clothes she wore were different from the cotton and linen fabrics common to humans, nor were they like the barbarians who used simply processed animal skins, if Ye Qing really guessed, it looked more like the products of birds' down feathers, insect spider silk and the leaves of unknown plants, and it was obvious that it did not contain any metal, but simply wrapped the body, revealing the skin smooth and delicate, and its color was as white as jade.
She had the elven signature pointed ears, but she was not able to poke out like Ainlu, and her face was beautiful and delicate, and her eyes were a deep turquoise blue, with a hint of unworldly immaturity.
She stretched out her right hand, her arm softly wrapped in extended feathers, and at the end of her arm, her white and slender index finger was against the long sword in Ao Xuehua's hand.
"Can I take this as an offense?"
The blue-haired elf said calmly.
Ye Qing sighed silently - the entire system of these elves is completely different from that of humans, just like what this elf who still looks very young shows, even if it is such a clumsy disguise just now, in fact, you have not seen it with your own eyes, it is difficult to detect such a discordant note from your perception or breath, just for this point, these elves are weird and terrifying enough.
You know, so far, the only elf that Ye Qing has come into contact with is Teacher Ai Enlu, but obviously Teacher Ai Enlu, who is a saint, does not have the universality of elves, as for the news of the expedition to the Elf Continent in the fourth spring of Qingli, I have only heard one sound for so long, it is too far away from Ye Ye, and the fourth spring of Qingli has deliberately covered it up, resulting in the news that has come so far is still the tip of the iceberg, and the last valuable information turned out to be the situation described in the handwritten letter that Xingxi brought to Christie last year.
However, obviously, Ye Qing suspected that the elf in front of him did not have the universality of an elf.
Although she is really good-looking.
"You can understand it as a temptation from humans." Ao Xuehua said calmly: "It's like you knocked on our door before. ”
At the same time as opening her mouth like this, Ao Xuehua withdrew her long sword and slashed out at the girl again without mercy.
The elf frowned slightly, to humans, her appearance was somewhat slender, but she didn't seem too surprised by Ao Xuehua's attack, she just raised her finger, trying to block the long sword in the opponent's hand with her fingers like before.
For most people, such an act would mean a very contemptuous insult, but for Ao Xuehua, she clearly understood the habits of the other party, and even knew themselves better than many elves.
They believe that the best way to show kindness is not to use sharp weapons.
But this time it's a little different.
Ao Xuehua's long sword was immediately returned, just like a dragonfly in water, a chunyan pecking in the mud, she looked at the elf who withdrew her finger almost synchronously, and smiled: "If I don't keep my hand, you may lose a finger or two." ”
The elf didn't speak, and the red blood slowly poured out from the fingertips she had just blocked the sword, falling one by one like red coral beads, but before the blood fell to the ground, Ye Qing only felt a bird-like black shadow slipping from above, bending his knees at the elf's feet, and using his hand to bear the blood beads that were about to fall to the ground.
There are bright red seedlings sprouting in the palms of black shadows, growing, tasseling, and finally blooming and then bearing clusters of heavy red fruits, those fruits are no more than the size of rice grains, but they are delicate and exude an extremely attractive atmosphere, and there is an indescribable aroma spreading from them, causing Ye Qing to can't help but want to taste the taste of those fruits.
But when the rapid growth was over, the shadow turned his hand to put away the fruit, and he did not look up, as if to look up to mean some kind of offense: "Killed?" ”
He also uses the same Elvish language, but the vocabulary he uses is the harshest of the Elvish languages.
The blue-haired elf shook her head, and the moment she shook her head, the black shadow disappeared like smoke, and then she looked at Ao Xuehua: "Are you satisfied with your temptation?" ”
"Not satisfied." Ao Xuehua said simply: "You haven't fought back yet, and my impression of the elves hasn't stopped at the level of only making sandbags." ”
The elf looked at Ao Xuehua seriously, and her blue eyes were calm: "You are so seriously injured, I don't want your death early." ”
Ye Qing twitched the corners of her eyes - the elf is really direct, although the correct way to understand it can indeed be understood that Ao Xuehua's current state is not suitable for fighting, and the high-intensity battle can easily make her fragile body collapse.
But according to human logic, such a statement should have no second meaning except for me, you will die.
"If I'm not willing to die. I'll be able to live. Ao Xuehua chuckled and said, "And obviously I don't want to die yet." ”
"Although your status in the elven clan may be a little higher than I imagined, the price of killing me casually is not lower than the price of me killing you here, so I hope we all have a little bit of proportion."
"I make such a sincere request." Ao Xuehua said, "Would you like to fight with me?" ”