One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

   Chapter 1647 Elf Era (27)

  Zhuyu felt that Lingqiong was just messing around, and she could use sorcery without reading a book on the spot—she was still reading a wordless book.

  Each witchcraft is a wizard who constantly practices proficiency before it can be used proficiently.

  She is just whimsical...open?

  Bamboo Feather stared at the flashing symbol under his feet, and began to doubt his life.

  This is...success?

how could it be possible! !

  Lingqiong pulled Zhu Yu, who was stunned, off the platform, and there was a sound of something moving under the platform.

  The stone slabs above the platform are opened to both sides, and the stone pillars carved with dragons and phoenixes slowly rise.

There is a wooden box on the    stone pillar.

  Lingqiong and other platforms did not move, so I went up carefully.

  The wooden box looks unpretentious, not as refined as the pillar below it.

   "Don't move!"

   Zhu Yu let out a startled roar.

  Lingqiong: "Why?"

  Bamboo Feather: "What if there is something terrifying in there?"

  Lingqiong: "..."

  Lingqiong took down the wooden box directly.

   Zhu Yu subconsciously hugged his head, the surroundings were quiet, and there was no movement at all.

   Zhuyu opened one eye and saw Lingqiong open the wooden box with her bare hands.

  In the wooden box lies a bead the size of a fist. Most of the beads are gray, with green interspersed in the gray area.

  This bead doesn't look like there is any brilliance, as if there is a layer of fog covering it.

This is……

  Whoa——

  Several figures fell from the top of the head without warning, along with gravel dust.

  Lingqiong stood in the middle, covered with so much dust.

   The fallen shadows quickly separated and formed a formation. Before they could make a move, both sides saw the **** the platform and the bead in her hand.

   "Lingzhu!"

  Lingqiong raised her hand to wipe the ashes off her face, and calmly looked at the group of people who fell.

  Elves and Humans each accounted for half. To be precise, they were divided into three teams.

   Hemian also has a camp of his own.

   The elves took the red-eyed elf as their beneficiary, and there was only Pu Zhou on the human side, and the photo platform was nowhere to be seen.

   "That's the Spirit Orb?"

   "It doesn't look anything special..."

   Wu Shanju's disciples have been hearing about Lingzhu for a long time, and they thought it was such a miraculous thing.

   Who knew it was such an ordinary bead.

  …

  …

   "Hi." Lingqiong pursed her lips and smiled, raised her hand to say hello, and snapped shut the wooden box in her hand: "Hello everyone."

   The girl's brisk voice broke the tense atmosphere, and for a moment, they forgot that they were fighting.

   "Little girl, give me the Lingzhu." The red-eyed elf spoke first: "I can let you get out of here alive."

  Lingqiong blinked and said in surprise, "Really?"

   The red-eyed elf stretched out his hand and bewitched: "Of course, as long as you give it to me."

  Lingqiong tilted her head to look at Pu Zhou on the other side: "Aren't you going to say something?"

  "..." Pu Zhou remembered the little girl in front of him, "Are you a disciple of Wu Shanju?"

  Lingqiong smiled but did not answer.

  Pu Zhou continued: "Since you are a disciple of Wu Shanju, then you should know which side you should stand on."

   Puzhou and the red-eyed elf didn't make a move, because they understood that no matter who made the move at this time, the other wouldn't just watch.

  No one is completely sure, and no one will act rashly.

   As for He Mian... the number of both sides is dominant, and everyone doesn't pay much attention to him.

   He Mian also didn't seem to want to grab it, just stood there and watched.

  Lingqiong played with the wooden box in her hand, and she was still calm in the face of the arguing, "Do you all want it?"

   "Little girl, didn't you ask this knowingly?" The red-eyed elf continued to bewitch: "Give it to me, as long as you give it to me, I promise you will not suffer any harm."

  Pu Zhou said with a cold face: "You can't give this thing to them, otherwise you will harm your own compatriots."

   "Hahaha!" The red-eyed elf laughed loudly: "This was taken over by your human race, what qualifications do you have to say this?"

  Pu Zhou didn't seem to hear the words of the red-eyed elf: "Give it to me."

  Lingqiong hugged the wooden box, looked at Puzhou, and looked at the red-eyed elf, as if she didn't know what to choose.

   The red-eyed elf grinned: "You humans say we are cruel, the real cruel ones are you. Do you know what they did?"

   This is from Lingqiong.

   Lingqiong shook her head in cooperation.

   The red-eyed elf laughed strangely, "They dismembered the first elf that came out of Dongshan, and stole the spirit bead, but they said that we invaded and it was us who killed you.

   In the elf tower, secretly open the channel with the elves, seduce the elves from the elves, and lock them in the elves, as a tool for you to practice your skills. But tell you, those elves were captured from outside.

  Wow, looking at your expressions, I don't even know about this..."

   The red-eyed elf clapped his hands, extremely excited.

   Wu Shanju's disciples looked at each other.

   Is what this elf said true?

   Is this Spirit Orb really from the elves?

   And the spirits in the spirit tower...

   "He must be sowing discord, and he cannot be trusted."

   "What elves do best is to deceive people, and we can't be fooled."

   "Don't be gullible."

   Everyone whispered, and many people looked at Pu Zhou carefully, wanting to hear their great witch refute.

  But Pu Zhou just kept his face calm and did not speak.

"The dirty things you humans do are wonderful." The red-eyed elf looked at Pu Zhou maliciously: "For example...why can't the Lingzhu be returned to us, hee hee hee, ask your great witch ."

  “…”

  “…”

   The atmosphere is stiff.

  No one dared to ask Pu Zhou.

  Lingqiong didn't have so many scruples, and asked the red-eyed elf directly: "Why?"

   "He's delaying time." Pu Zhou finally said, "Wait for the elves to come over, and then everyone can't run away, do you really think he will let you go?"

  Lingqiong is righteous: "It's okay, I just want to hear the truth of history."

   Pu Zhou frowned: "You..."

   "Why, are you afraid?" The red-eyed elf provocatively said, "You dare to do it, don't you dare let people know of your great achievements?"

  Pu Zhou's gaze fell on the wooden box in Lingqiong's hand, as if calculating the probability of him grabbing the wooden box.

   The red-eyed elf had a strong desire to share at this time, and threatened Pu Zhou with a smile: "You better not do it, the disciples behind you are not as strong as you."

   It is not easy to tear apart the great witch, but to tear apart a few ordinary disciples.

   Xiangtai hasn't come here yet, Pu Zhou can't protect so many disciples by himself.

   As a great witch, he cannot ignore these disciples.

   The most important thing is that he was already injured when he fought with this elf before. If he is forced to act and let this elf get the Spirit Orb first, he will become more difficult to deal with.

   Pu Zhou's eyes gradually turned cold when he looked at Ling Qiong.

   The red-eyed elf was very satisfied with Pu Zhou's cooperation with him, and clapped his hands and said, "Then I will tell you about the last battle between my clan and you."

   (end of this chapter)