Chapter 61 Human Girl

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The three members of the Wind Elf Mission just walked out of the main gate of the palace and met the Dark Elf Mission waiting for an audience.

: "Aiming——"

A hot black-skinned female elf called out to Ai Ming.

Behind the black-skinned elf stood two people, Zhang Xiao, who looked like he had lost all hope in life, and Meng Xiaochuan, who didn't want to work hard.

: "Lona, long time no see."

Aiming smiled brightly and greeted him.

Diplomats are all hypocritical, but their smiles look really sincere. Meow Meow said

Rona also showed a sincere smile on her face and hugged Ai Ming politely, "Meet His Majesty the Son of God?"

: "Of course——" Ai Ming's expression was exaggerated, and he danced with joy, "You must not have thought that His Majesty the Son of God is such a generous and easy-going person."

: "Oh?"

Rona's eyes lit up and she heard the subtext in Ai Ming's words.

She would not forget that the first task of the mission was to get the blood potion from the Son of God.

Looking at Ai Ming's performance at this time, has the Son of God agreed to give them the Wind Elf Blood Potion?

Rona thought in her heart, with a thoughtful smile on her face.

Changed the subject: "Ai Ming, when are you going to return to the Wind Elf Star Region?"

"Oh my friend, we may have to stay here for a while." Ai Ming winked at Rona, "If Miss Rona is free, I would like to invite you to have a few drinks and go shopping in the Tree King Capital together."

Sure enough.

Rona confirmed her guess.

After a brief greeting with Ai Ming, she was led into the palace by an elf girl.

"Lord Ai Ming, why did you reveal such important information to her?"

Dogula looked puzzled.

Ai Ming's smile faded, and he said lightly: "Even if I don't reveal this news, they can still get the Son of God's Blood Potion."

"In that case, why not do a favor?"

"Let's go, let's go back and tell the queen this good news."

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One month later.

The two delegations, each carrying 100 bloodline potions, happily left the tree elf star field.

Chu Shenzi's generosity made them grateful.

Tree elf capital.

Chu Xiu walked alone on the street, admiring the customs and habits of the lower class of the elves.

There was a sense of déjà vu of being in a Western fantasy world.

Chu Xiu could occasionally see three or two human figures on the streets full of elves.

They could not practice, their lives were short, and they often lived here as slaves doing rough work.

Chu Xiu did not sympathize with them.

He did not intend to rescue them.

The world is cruel. If they do not solve the problem of not being able to practice, they will always be slaves.

Even if Chu Xiu forced his move, he could not change the general situation.

This is a curse, a curse from heaven on the human race.

Now, he has no way to solve it, so he can only let it go.

Chu Xiu took out a few white star coins and bought two golden pancakes at a roadside stall.

Pancakes are made of plant powder similar to flour and some common fruits.

Dipped in jam, they are crispy, sour and sweet, and taste very good.

Chu Xiu sat down on the steps next to the fountain in the square, eating a pancake while looking at the elves coming and going.

It has been several months since he came to the tree elf star field.

He has almost adapted to life here.

It is not urgent, nor is it very comfortable. It is like a passer-by, traveling around.

Listening to the elves playing the harp.

Chu Xiu squinted his eyes, and the whole person seemed to be completely integrated into the world.

He had a vague feeling that he might go to the prehistoric world.

There is something there, waiting for him.

When he touches that thing, the whole world will undergo earth-shaking changes.

The shackles of the realm will be broken.

A quasi-emperor will be born.

A new emperor struggle is coming.

By then, whether it is the Ten Thousand Races or the Sky Continent, they will be involved in the struggle for the general trend, and no one will be spared.

He must become stronger, and have the power to kill the Quasi-Emperor with the Saint King Realm.

Chu Xiu's consciousness gradually dispersed.

The surrounding scenery and the elves coming and going all disappeared.

Suddenly!

A flame appeared in his field of vision.

Chu Xiu stared at it.

What came into his sight was a little girl of the human race.

She was estimated to be twelve or thirteen years old, wearing ragged clothes, pulling a cart full of apples, and walking hard in the dark corner.

The little girl had a pair of dark eyes, and her eyes were firm and unyielding. Even though the tree elf behind her kept whipping her with a whip, she didn't hum a sound.

"That's--"

Chu Xiu's eyes moved slightly and walked over.

"Walk faster, there's no work to do today, and you want to eat."

The middle-aged elf man with a scar on his face looked ferocious, and whipped the little girl with a whip.

Under the torn clothes on her back, the bloody purple skin was faintly visible.

She was ready to face the whip.

However, the imagined severe pain did not come.

Hmm?

The little girl raised her head in confusion.

What came into view was a white and flawless, beautiful and elf-like face.

He held the whip that the slave owner used to whip him, his face expressionless and his eyes indifferent.

The little girl felt a kind feeling from him.

This was strange.

Aren't all elves evil? How could I feel friendly towards him?

The whip was grabbed.

The slave owner was furious, turned his head, and looked at the nosy guy fiercely.

He saw Chu Xiu's appearance clearly, and the luxurious clothes on him that only nobles were qualified to wear.

The slave owner's pupils trembled slightly, and he swallowed the dirty words that just came to his mouth, and forced a smile on his face, "What's the matter, sir?"

Chu Xiu looked indifferent, threw a dozen Galaxy coins to the slave owner, "I bought her."

After taking the money, the slave owner smiled even brighter, "It's her blessing to be favored by you, sir."

After saying that, he stood aside.

He could see that Chu Xiu's identity was not simple, not a character that could be easily messed with, and he didn't want to cause any trouble at all. He was just a human slave, and he had plenty of them.

Chu Xiu's eyes fell on the little girl, and the tip of his nose felt the sour smell emanating from her body, and frowned slightly, "Come with me!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

The little girl was stunned for a moment.

She looked at Chu Xiu's back.

Without hesitation.

She stumbled and followed.

She could feel that this elf was different from other elves.

The eyes of other elves looked at her, except for indifference, mockery and disgust.

However, the person who just bought her looked at her with a trace of pity and doubt.

She was sure that she was not wrong.

Chu Xiu took the little girl into a rest inn.

He ordered someone to bathe her and change her into a new set of clothes.

Chu Xiu looked at the skinny, sunken eye sockets, malnourished little human girl in front of him.

"You are a cultivator."

His words were like a thunder, resounding in the little girl's mind.

The little girl's eyes flashed with fear.

She understood what human cultivators meant to these ten thousand races, and that was the certificate for obtaining the reward of the Heavenly Dao.

"Are you from the Li Dynasty?" Chu Xiu asked again.

. You provide the master of the great god Feng Qiyue: This traitorous disciple is not the son of the saint