"I don't know if it's friend or foe, I shout and fight, and after so many years, the quality of the ancient elf race has become so unbearable?"

“……”

The little girl was about to roll up her sleeves, but when she heard Xuanwu's words, she hesitated again, and subconsciously looked at the man beside her.

Obviously, the man around her is her leader.

"Lingqi, stop."

Sure enough, the man next to him said lightly, and the little girl named Lingqi immediately stopped.

"The three don't look like they're from Frost City."

The man's voice was slightly hoarse like smoke, his glass eyes were slightly raised, and he gently swept over the three people in front of him, and finally, it was fixed on Zi Qianmo's body.

"You're not an ordinary person."

Zi Qianmo didn't speak.

She was looking at the man, trying to determine if the ancient elves who appeared in front of her now were the best friends of their demon clans, as they were back then.

However, this scene, in Mo Yan's eyes, was a little sour.

"My fiancée is not an ordinary person?"

Mo Yan stepped forward, blocking the sight of the two of them looking at each other, and the man's eyes slowly withdrew and looked at Mo Yan.

"Neither are you."

As he spoke, the man bowed slightly, "I am the patriarch of the 582nd generation of the ancient elf clan, Ling Jiu, please enter the two guests." ”

The patriarch of the ancient elves?

Mo Yan and Zi Qianmo were both slightly taken aback.

They knew that the two people in front of them were extraordinary.

didn't know that this tall man turned out to be the patriarch of the ancient elf clan.

Since the other party has sent an invitation, it means that they are not friends or enemies.

Zi Qianmo didn't refuse, and said, "We're going to bring one more person in." Rest assured, he won't tell the secret here. ”

Zi Qianmo refers to the Zi Mucheng who was left behind.

As for the coachman, as soon as these two ancient elves appeared, they had already been pointed out by Zi Mucheng and passed out.

If you see something you shouldn't see, you will lose your life, Zi Mucheng is not a careless person about people's lives, and it is normal to save people casually.

"Those who cherish the living are friends of my elven clan, yes."

Ling Jiu obviously also saw Zi Mucheng's actions just now, and agreed without too much hesitation.

"It's so sloppy, it's too sloppy, I don't know who they are, how can they be put in so easily."

Seeing that Ling Jiu didn't blink, he agreed to three strangers to enter their territory, Ling Qi looked dissatisfied, and did not dare to disobey Ling Jiu's order, which was the patriarch, and opened the enchantment with a muttered face.

The group left the carriage and the coachman, followed Lingqi and Lingjiu, and entered the ancient elf clan, where they now live.

*****

Ancient Elven Realm.

The canopy of the pavilion covers the sky and the sun, and under the huge elf tree, two sleepy elves sit.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally, under the elven tree, there was a wave of enchantment fluctuations.

"Hey, the young patriarch went to check on the situation and came back!"

The two little Elder Elves immediately woke up and stood up happily, staring at the place where the barrier fluctuated.

Finally—

A long figure slowly walked out of the enchantment, and the light in his eyes was silent, and it fell on them faintly.

"Young Patriarch!"

The two elves were not frightened by Lingjiu's indifference at all, but happily ran over, opened their arms, and hugged one of Lingjiu's legs.

"Young Patriarch, you're finally back!"