Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of the great master Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! Elf? There are elves in this world? Tyron was really shocked. Even the Emerald Empire did not have any actual records of elves. There were not much descriptions of essay books and legendary forms, and it was not as much information as you could get in the previous life.

The most common view is that the elves only exist in the poet's imagination and psalm, but do not exist in reality.

But today Tyron saw the real elves, not only because the other party had long ears with elf characteristics, but also because she sensed the elf breath of her soul.

However, Tyron's perception of her was relatively weak, because he was not a real pure elf at all, but a non-death spirit that merged with the hero's soul.

"Who are you?" asked the elf girl.

This question is quite inappropriate, and I basically blocked my words. I am Tyron, the former fourth prince of the Emerald Empire and the current leader of the Night Elf Clan. Do you know it?

Seeing that Tyron kept silent, the woman in the lead said, "Let him go, we are not enemies."

Terron thought about it and let go of his hand. It doesn't make much practical sense to have a hostage in his hand. If the other party wants to kill him, it will be impossible to protect this sand body. Killing one more person will not bring him benefits. Now that the other party wants to talk to, he will naturally follow the steps.

"Are you an elf?" the woman in the lead asked again.

"It may have been considered as such, but now it's just a dead person." Tyron said lightly with evading the importance. Taking sand as his body, the dead person's state is obvious, and such an answer will not reveal too much information at all.

The woman in the leader looked at the elf girl, then nodded slightly before saying to Tyron: "If you don't mind, please follow us to Walker City to discuss in detail. I think you have recognized it too. Among our companions, there may be your former tribe members."

Tyron's heart moved slightly. It seemed that the other party regarded him as the native elves of this world. He didn't even know what the elves of this world were. If the other party communicated with him about this, it would definitely reveal flaws, but this was an excellent opportunity to contact.

There was no too much because, he simply agreed.

The team of ten people who were originally planning to leave returned to Walker City again.

At this time, Walker City was almost completely out of breath. The streets were full of insect corpses, and the Walker people who died before had been eaten up.

All the Walker people looked frightened when they saw these people, fearing that they would anger.

Tyron saw Eve and others in a mess in the crowd, but just a glance, his time didn't stop. Things changed very quickly, and the original plan was no longer available now.

Of course, if Eve had enough people and was willing to join him, he wouldn't mind taking over these Walker people. After all, gold still needs someone to find it. Even if the remaining gold statues in the Walker people's warehouse are empty, there will be only two or three thousand gold at most, which is not enough to strengthen the Night Elf Clan.

Without any unnecessary eyes, if Eve and others could figure it out, they would naturally go to the forest oasis to find him, and he didn't need to say anything more.

Rena is the captain of the ten-man team and has the right to decide on any matters outside the team. In fact, Madora and Mosardon prefer to question Tyron by force, especially Madora. She feels quite unhappy about being subdued, which makes it difficult for him to have any positive view of Tyron.

Tyron naturally understood this, but he was more concerned about intelligence than hating Yunyun.

Obviously, there are not only messy monsters in the Bethan Desert, but also powerful organizational forces. If he wants to hang out in this desert, he must understand these situations!

At Gena's gesture, she, Ressa and Tyron, entered a Walker house together, while other members of the team stayed outside.

Mosardon said unhappily: "I feel disgusted when I see these damn Walker people."

"The captain doesn't like to hear such words. After all, they are also people of the desert, and they are about to die out..." The only female team member who stayed outside the house sighed.

Madora touched her neck, which was still a little painful, and cursed in a low voice: "Damn the Dead..."

The female team member glanced at him lightly and did not respond. Some things need not be explained. The person is probably related to the disappearance of the elf. Even if Madora is dissatisfied with it, Rena cannot let others hurt the elf undead.

Inside the house, Genna signaled Tyron to sit down, and Tyron was not polite.

He could feel the arrogance and nobility emitted by the two women, just like a natural noble. With their outstanding appearance and strength, it was easy for people to feel "sighed", so that they would unconsciously lower their figure and subconsciously cater to each other.

But these have no meaning to Tyron. He is a royal family that is more advanced than the nobles. He has never seen any face? Even if the other party is several levels higher than his own, it is absolutely impossible to beat him psychologically.

In this regard, there is a proof. That is, the evil god's body, a real god, and an evil god who is good at bewitching people's hearts cannot affect him. How can a mortal be able to do so?

Seeing that Tyron was calm, Rena couldn't help but have a little doubt. She used some illusion, and the purpose was to let the other party tell the truth about what he knew without consciously.

But it doesn't matter. Maybe it's because the other party is an elf? She doesn't care about this.

"My name is Rena, she is Resa. We are from Forgotten Castle and are also soldiers in charge of the Scarlet Dream Defense Line." Rena took the initiative to introduce.

To be honest, Rena's attitude was unexpectedly good, which surprised Tyron and was also alert.

"Fei Meng Line? What is that?"

"The third line of defense that blocks the demon insects and the last line of defense. The insects in Walker City are a low-level branch of the demon insects."

"Mingzhu?" Tyron asked subconsciously, and saw the two of them showing strange eyes, he explained: "I heard those two people talk about this term before."

Rena nodded and said, "Yes, this time the one who crossed the defense line is the worm, the lowest type of demon insect."

"What is the devil insect?"

"We don't know this question either. We only know that about 1,700 years ago, the demon insects suddenly arrived at the deepest part of the Bethan Desert. They only took thirty days to destroy the most powerful Aida civilization at that time. After that, the tribes serving the gods in the desert formed an alliance to establish three lines of defense to prevent the demon insect from expanding."

Ressa opened her mouth and brought a very exciting news for Tyron.

"Before answering your next question, I need you to tell me what kind of elf you were in your lifetime? Why did he resurrect in the form of a dead soul?" Renna said this before the next question from Terron.

These words also made the originally relaxed conversation atmosphere a bit depressing.
Chapter completed!