Xianwu star

Chapter 592 Story
"Boom!"

Wang Zheng threw the obviously masculine elf into the pile of soft leaves, making a muffled sound.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect it to be a half-elf?" Seeing that the half-elf was different from the soft face and medium body of ordinary elves, but looked somewhat burly and masculine, Wang Zheng was amazed.

"The genetic isolation between different species is really unreasonable in a world with aura and reason..."

Wang Zheng shook his head with a smile, and then he shot out a pure Sacred Heart Art zhenqi from a distance. The zhenqi containing surging vitality, although not as terrifying as the rebirth of the Phoenix Nirvana, is still amazing enough!

You must know that in the original novel, Luo Xian, who does not have the blood of the phoenix, can resurrect a person by virtue of Xiaocheng's Sacred Heart Art.

How big is the gap between Luo Xian and Wang Zheng?

Today's Wang Zheng can be said to have the same level of cultivation as Di Shitian, one of the big bosses of Fengyun, and his methods are even stronger.After all, judging from the fact that Di Shitian's ultimate move in the original book is to fight against the enemy with the spirit of martial arts, Di Shitian is in the world of Tianyuan, and he is in the realm of a great master.

But after all, he is a person who has integrated a hundred schools of martial arts. Although the Sacred Heart Art created by him is much inferior to the world-class magical skills of Tianyuan World, it is still a treasure for a great master.

The Sacred Heart Art full of terrifying vitality was injected into the half-elf's body through the air, allowing the half-elf to recover quickly from his injuries.Later, as the half-elf's own vitality began to recover, Wang Zheng even saw a dark purple-black energy constantly swirling around his side.

Under that dark energy, the tall half-elf became gloomy.

"As expected of nature's darling, he is born with two powers of elements and life." Wang Zheng commented without sadness or joy.

After a while, feeling that the life breath of the half-elf had almost recovered, Wang Zheng finally stopped the treatment.Looking at the half-elf who was still in a coma, Wang Zheng knew that his soul was too exhausted and he needed some time to recover before he could wake up.

This kind of self-cultivation is the bright moon hanging high.

Some weak coughs sounded, and the half-elf opened his eyes blankly, first touched the leaves under his body, and then the purple-black fighting spirit all over his body exploded, leaping high into the thick body at an unimaginable speed. On the tree trunk, he cautiously scanned the unfamiliar surroundings.

"Huh? It turned out to be a dark elf hybrid?" Wang Zheng leaned on the branch, looking at the half-elf with a half-smile.

Hearing Wang Zheng's relaxed voice, the half-elf subconsciously looked towards where Wang Zheng was, with undiminished vigilance in his eyes: "Is it you?"

Wang Zheng's whole body was shaken, and he sat cross-legged in the void lightly, and nodded: "That's right, it's me."

The half-elf's eyes flickered for a moment, and finally nodded: "Thank you for saving my life, but I still have important things to do. If I can come back alive, I will definitely repay you."

As she said that, the half-elf turned around and left. The purple-black dark energy and the breath of life were contradictory and harmoniously united in her body, making the half-elf walking through the woods seem like darkness blending into the shadows.

"I heard that the dark elves in the elves are born to be the best assassins. It seems that this is true. Even if it is a half-elf who is half-blooded and cultivates the fighting spirit of human beings, this kind of talent still exists. .”

"However, it's too impolite to just leave, isn't it?"

Seeing that the half-elf was about to disappear from his sight, Wang Zheng finally moved his mouth with a hook.

There was a flash of light between the opening and closing of his eyes, his figure trembled slightly, and the whole person disappeared in place.

The half-elf's purple-black vindictiveness was as strange as a magic light, and it carried him to shuttle quickly along the shadows of the jungle, but the next moment, his movements were suddenly stopped, because in front of him, the handsome young man from before The person sits cross-legged in the void.

"Sanctuary..." The half-elf spoke these two words in a deep voice.

Wang Zheng grinned when he heard this, his snow-white teeth were as bright as mutton jade: "No, to be correct, he should be a fourth-rank martial arts master!"

Wang Zheng's answer made the pupils of the half-elf shrink slightly. He couldn't afford to offend the existence of the fourth level, but it seemed that he had infinite courage in his heart. He looked directly at Wang Zheng: "What do you mean, Your Excellency?"

Wang Zheng scratched his ear indifferently: "The savior is right in front of your eyes, you can leave as soon as you say, and even ask me what I mean, isn't it a bit impolite?"

The half-elf looked at Wang Zheng deeply, and said in a deep voice after a long time: "I, the half-elf Finn Lucifer, would like to express my sincerest thanks to Your Excellency for saving your life.

But now His Royal Highness needs me, I hope Your Excellency can forgive my rashness. "

In Fen's eyes, after hearing the words Your Royal Highness, the light in that handsome young man's eyes seemed to be comparable to the sun in the sky.

"Prince? A prince from a certain tribe of elves? Does he look good?"

Facing Wang Zheng's unconventional playing of cards, Fen's head seemed to freeze for a moment, she nodded subconsciously and said, "His Royal Highness is of noble blood, so naturally..."

In the middle of speaking, Fen became vigilant all of a sudden, and the fighting spirit in her body suddenly accelerated a lot.

Seeing this, Wang Zheng waved his hands indifferently: "Don't worry, I don't have any malice towards you. Tell me what's going on. If I can, maybe I can help you."

After a pause, Wang Zheng said with a half-smile, "Of course, there is a price for helping you."

Fen, who looked masculine and handsome in the middle age, looked at Wang Zheng with a free-spirited expression, and for a while didn't know what to say.

Seeing his appearance, Wang Zheng knew that he had considerations in his heart, so he persuaded him: "Don't worry, I really don't mean any harm to you. If there were any, you wouldn't have stood and talked nonsense with me for so long, wouldn't you?" ?"

Wang Zheng's expression was very candid, and what he said was very practical and truthful.

Thoughts turned in Fern's mind, and she didn't know what to think of, and finally said in his deep and magnetic voice:
"His Royal Highness and I come from an elf tribe called Moon Shadow..."

"His Royal Highness is born to be the best elf shooter, with a pair of magical eyes."

"However, His Royal Highness is not from the queen after all. The jealous queen worried that His Royal Highness would affect the position of the eldest prince, so she even recruited the most evil magician from the dark elf lineage, and forcibly deprived His Royal Highness of his miraculous eyes."

"And the king didn't know what kind of drugs he was given. After His Royal Highness lost his talent, he stopped asking about His Royal Highness's life and death."

"When I was young, I took advantage of the weak period after the evil dark magician performed the forbidden spell, and I got rid of his magic control in one fell swoop, and escaped from the Moon Shadow Tribe with the poor prince."

"I just didn't expect that after 18 years, the queen is still looking for our traces, and even joined forces with the shadow elves to hunt down us."

"Now, His Royal Highness is in danger, so please help me, senior!"

As he said that, the middle-aged handsome Fen suddenly knelt down under Wang Zheng's unexpected eyes.

Fen knew that with the fighting power of her golden warrior, there was still no way to save His Highness the Prince.His only hope is this powerful oriental man with unknown origin and purpose in front of him.

(End of this chapter)