The Bald Monk in the City

If it is in other places, a raid like Yi Qiu may have a high chance of success, but this is a clover garden, and the elf has obtained a great bonus.

Just when Yi Qiu rushed out of that special woodland, the little guy turned his head inadvertently and found Yi Qiu who was approaching quickly.

Suddenly, its figure gradually began to blur.

But at this moment, Yi Qiu suddenly disappeared from the place, and then instantly appeared next to it, suddenly reaching out and grabbing it!

Monk skills: Escape!

"It's you outsiders again..."

"Let's say, what do you want? Treasures, gold coins or resources?"

The little guy who was firmly grasped by Yi Qiu looked at Yi Qiu with a little frustration and said.

It doesn't look scared, know that Yi Qiu's power is enough to crush it.

For these elves born from nature, they are born with cheerful temperament, not afraid of death or the unknown.

They know that their natural offspring will return to nature, and they will always dance in the associated woodland and never get tired of dancing.

Until, die...

"No, I want an information."

At this moment, Yi Qiu suddenly thought of something.

A very important thing in the game related to the material world: the obelisk.

The Obelisk is a building with special magic power. It can give all the creatures who touch it for the first time a message about the location of a certain artifact hidden in the underground.

The Obelisk is not unique, it appears in batches every time it appears in the battle world.

However, their distribution locations are different, and the recorded information is also unique.

Each obelisk recorded the location information of a part of the artifact, and when all the obelisks were assembled, the location of the artifact was clear at a glance.

As for the artifacts, there is no doubt that which one occupies a strong enough color in the battle.

It can instantly reverse the situation, and it can also bring unexpected disasters...

"Information? It's a rare request. I will give you a piece of information you want, but...just one piece."

The little guy looked at Yi Qiu and said.

"I want to know the location of the obelisk that records the specific location of the artifact."

Yi Qiu looked at it and said directly.

The little guy opened his eyes instantly, and he looked at Yi Qiu with a strange look:

"You are not smart, but you can have some whimsical ideas... interesting, it's interesting."

"I've seen skins that are too boring. Although you don't look very good...but you are interesting."

The little guy looked up at Yi Qiu. At this time, Yi Qiu found that his brows were pale with a trace of twilight.

For an elf, this means that it has gone through long enough years.

It can no longer get enough fun from dancing, it will slowly wither until it dies...

"Go, towards the sunset, there is what you want on the tenth island you encounter."

The little guy smiled at Yi Qiu, and Yi Qiu actually read a few traces of the elder's permission from his smile.

Then in the next instant, it and its associated woodland directly turned into a ghost and disappeared.

"You completed the random event: the dancing elf."

"You got the event reward: the free exchange of elf."

At this time, Yi Qiu's retina began to refresh the prompt information, but he did not look carefully.

Because when the woodland accompanied by the little fairies disappeared, a large group of unicorns emitting divine light were quietly staring at him behind the woodland...

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Isabella sits on the white horse produced by the castle stables, watching boredly as the players of the comprehensive web dominated by the Empire are sweeping the monsters and resources on the nearby islands bit by bit.

After such a long time, the Empire has formed a very systematic strategy system for the Battle of Thousand Islands.

They only need to follow the above model and push forward little by little to get the maximum benefit while maintaining stability.

As long as there are no variables, for them, the Battle of the Thousand Islands is just a gradual and gorgeous performance.

Boring, this is too boring...

Isabella sat on the white horse and yawned lazily.

For the current situation, Isabella felt a little bored.

What she hopes to experience is the chaos fighting each other like the elder sister back then.

There is deep friendship, shameless betrayal, and...unforgettable love...

But now, this patterned battle makes her feel boring.

Even if this is indeed a very mature tactic.

Moreover, she doesn't like these boring guys.

Even the blond rider who often surrounds her in the saddle.

In her eyes, their souls are pale and monotonous, and the militarized management of the empire has faded their unique color.

She didn't care how they felt, nor did she care about this huge empire.

For her, the only person in the empire who can make her attached is her eldest sister.

Otherwise, everything is worthless.

She doesn't trust power or the respect of blood, she only trusts her own will and strength.

That is pure, not driven, not coerced, that is freedom.

So she admired her eldest sister, because the eldest sister lived what she wanted...

Perhaps it is part of it?

She wouldn't be like the elder sister who put a large part of her energy on imperial politics, which in her view is simply a stifling of the individual.

She was tired of seeing the spiritual world of these self-righteous idiots, who maintained their awe of power, but did not maintain their enthusiasm for power.

In their eyes, strength is only the basis of promotion, and they have lost their desire for essence in the ups and downs of politics.

Pale and weak, but full of dirty stench.

Isabella was tired of them, she was eager to see more and different things.

The treacherous changes, self and wildness contained in the maternal bloodline of the empire are fully displayed in her will~www.readwn.com~ She understands all this and chooses to embrace it...

What she pursues is something that can bring her pleasure, such as food, rare beasts, or some unique and special souls.

Like that guy...

At the thought of that guy, Isabella felt her teeth itchy.

If it weren't for the eldest sister to sit in the palace, she would make that guy look good.

Vague spiritual power circulates in her eyes. This is a pure power that is longer than psychic power. It originates from the undetectable endless sea...

After thinking about it, Isabella took out a few small shells that looked very small from the backpack.

Then in the stunned eyes of the people next to her, she suddenly crushed it!

And when she opened her hand, a chaotic image of the sea instantly fed back into her vision...