Chapter 253: ⊕07. Backtracking key 9

Ivey went to the side of Shangke with a magical touch and gently brought him into his arms. A dragon circling out and turning into a pair of golden dragon wings, crossed in front of each other. The strong muscles, under the radiance of the light, present a metallic color that looks like a god.
I couldn't help but lick on his arm, and it was thick and thick, and the hardness was amazing. He refused the feather effect provided by the system, and the man showed his wings in a coquettish manner.
Ivey's big hand fell on the slender waist, the hot temperature passed through the skin, the burning gaze swept his eyebrows, and the overbearing and strong breath locked him firmly.
The exuberant energy and strong desires of the dragons seem to awaken with the power of this man. Just being close, you can't suppress your inner desire, and you can feel his hardness through clothing. Ivey didn't hesitate for too long, held up his body, pressed him on the trunk, untied his bondage, pushed it in strongly, and began to exercise intensely with his skill.
"Don't be here..." Still can't breathe, "The elf..."
Ivy's pupils are miniature, and the dragons are put out, and a separate field is set up in an instant, and the elves who are preparing to run and the monks can be kept out.
Still glaring at him, the eyebrows are full of spring, no deterrent, just to make someone more excited, "You belong to me alone, no one can bother." He wants to possess him, run through him, let him The body is filled with his taste again until it is exhausted, staying upside down...
The news of the failure of the sneak attack caused a lot of shock inside the ghosts. Although they were only a tentative action, they were all dispatched with elites. Even if they failed, they would not be wiped out. However, all the people involved in the operation were captured and no one was spared.
This undoubtedly sounded the alarm for the ghosts, let them first clearly feel the threat from the Holy Land.
Because of this change, the Ghosts completely abandoned the division plan and turned to the troops. The power of the elves was not completely formed before they were destroyed.
The war that forced the elf to sacrifice in the past life was more than a year earlier than Ivey expected.
Immediately after the war, Ivey spent all his time refining oxygen beads and weapon enchants. It is still possible to run the elves in the magical array area every day, familiar with the terrain, simulate combat, set traps and so on.
However, in two months, the terrain of the core magic array has been touched by the elf, and even a few bird nests on which tree are known.
So, they can take them to the peripheral magic array, here is the activity area belonging to the mixed spirit. The appearance of the sorcerer and the elf quickly caught their attention.
In front of outsiders, it is still possible to remain semi-materialized, such as phantoms generally shuttle through the forest. The elf follows his footsteps, blends nature into the run, plays with magic in play, and gets acquainted with each other in the match.
As their former teacher, Marty was very concerned about their training. In the first few days, he felt that the elves were just playing and the training was irregular. Today, a flower is born, and a character is drawn tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow may become a race against the animal.
Marty was somewhat dissatisfied with this laissez-faire training, but only because of the respect for the mother tree, he did not dare to question.
But gradually, he found some wonderful changes.
The surrounding trees have become more lush than before, and the aura is more abundant. The original yellow and dead flowers and trees have revived new vitality. The air seems to have been washed, clean, and refreshing. The leaves whisper in the wind, the rocks sigh in the fog, the flowers sway, the river is jubilant, and the whole world is completely new.
Numerous sounds linger in the ear, this is the call from life, the natural whisper. The elf lineage in the mixed-blood elf seems to be recovering at this moment, the soul is jumping, the blood is boiling, the double-eyed filth is blinded, and it is washed away one by one, leaving only a clear one.
This is the ability of the elves, all of them are their partners, and one flower and one leaf are their eyes and ears.
Marty’s conviction in her heart gradually began to waver. She saw the mediocrity of the mediocrity, and she used the one-eyed eye to use the bow freely. She could hear the sound of the earth without hearing the sound of the earth. Lai Lei, can skillfully manipulate the magic of fire; the semi-treeized Alam of the body can revitalize the dead wood, and the memory of the short-lived Canio can communicate with the animals... the disabled elf once regarded as useless by her, guided by the mother tree Under, they have developed their own talents and specialties.
It’s not that the elves are useless, but they are not qualified to be their teachers. Even though they are weak, they still have the purest mind and the purest power in the world.
The gap between the pure blood elves and the mixed elves is not in the blood, but in the soul. They have forgotten how to be a real elf.
Marty crouched on the ground, his hands crossed his chest, and piously bowed in the direction of the mother tree.
Mother tree, small and ignorant me, lost in the world of the world, deviated from the elf's beliefs, I ask for your forgiveness, hope to return to your arms and become your people.
There are still many mixed-blood elves who are infected like her. The seeds of awakening have quietly sprouted in the soul of the mixed-race elf...
Seven months later, the army of the ghosts arrived as scheduled.
A group of forgemasters led by Ivey created a large number of oxygen-soul weapons for the Alliance Army. Together with the terrain and the array, the first confrontation made the ghosts and defeats.
Although the war is more prepared than the previous life, the strength gap still exists, and the elves and his elves can only assist in the rear. However, the unrecognizable mixed-blood elves, separated from the various ethnic forces, formed an independent team, but played an unprecedented combat power.
The elves are the nemesis of the ghosts, and their natural innateness is the best weapon. Although the natural atmosphere of the mixed elves is already thin, but in the special utensils and the superior environment, it is enough to let the ghosts and dogs vote.
The magic array is fully activated, and the ghosts are not allowed to step further. Ivey wandered on the edge of the formation, and the black hand of the ghost family. As for the squadron under the scorpion, the army is handed over to the Alliance Army.
The elves are assisted by remote defense under the support of the formation. All the animals and plants in the forest are their partners. The ashes stood at the commanding heights, and one fell with one arrow; Leyley sat on the tree raft, happily fired the fireball, playing the harp in the stream without sound, using music to improve morale; Micah can predict the movement of the enemy at any time; Sarah is infinite, cutting mountains and cutting stones, changing the terrain; Sha Di can control all the smells between the heavens and the earth, giving the enemy the most sour smell "enjoy"; Carneo is rampant with animals, professionally creating chaos; Hill operates with suspension Wheelchair, air strategy; Aram spawns plants, assists in attack; Mi night is hidden in the shadows, like ghosts come invisible; Erica hard hair roots underground, quickly build array; as the boss bubble, no special skills But he has the most powerful natural gas and can mobilize the natural gas of others.
The variety of attacks allowed the ghosts and his squadrons to suffer. They have never played such awkward shackles, as if the entire forest is doing the right thing against them, the closer to the magical array, the more strange the situation. The moment before, the momentum was awkward, and the dog was eaten by the tree branch at the last moment. There was nothing in the air, but it ran into the blood. The murderous slashing of the enemy, and found that the weapons in his hand disappeared. And so on, saying more is tears.
Ivy was on a big tree, silently looking at the enemy forces that had been turned around and turned to the head. The war in the past life relied on the sacrifice of the elf to force the ghosts out of the forest. Today, I know how sad and worthless the choices at the time. The elf has powerful strength and talent, but has not got any play, and can only die tragically at the expense of life.
"How are the elves doing?" The light voice suddenly passed from behind, interrupting Ivey's thoughts.
A breeze blew past, and the still visible figure appeared next to Ivy.
"cocoa."
"Ok?"
"You are so good." I can come back, see you again, have everything now, really, very good.
How come suddenly sensational? I can still look at him strangely.
Ivey hugged him and kissed him in his mouth: "Dear, I am going to kill, wait for me to come back with a full head." After that, I jumped and disappeared instantly. In sight.
Still speechless, others give flowers to the couple to send a ring to send a luxury car, you give the head?
Sure enough, no matter how many years passed, this guy's fun value and romantic value have not improved, and always stay below the pass line.
The war ended until the evening, and the ghosts suffered the true defeat for the first time. Two-thirds of the main force was lost. Basically, they were all captured and captured, and Ivey alone laid down at least thirty ghosts.
The Alliance Army is not a small casualty, they suffered the most violent first wave of attacks, with the help of the mixed-race elves, the results are remarkable.
The magical radiance is intact, and the faint light curtain, in the afterglow of the setting sun, stands like a patron saint between heaven and earth.
Victory?
Did the league win?
Until the enemy lost their helmet and abandoned the armor, the people fled, and everyone still could not believe the facts at hand. All along, their battles with the ghosts are always accompanied by fierce sacrifices and failures. They have even forgotten the taste of victory, it is so wonderful, so unreal, so people want to... tears.
"Victory!"
"We have won!"
The cheers of the mountains and plains swept the world like a tsunami, and the entire forest of the forest was boiling.
I can still listen to the cheers of the outside, smile a little, and throw the elves who are tired and fall asleep into the tree house.
Then turned to look at the man around me and whispered, "What do you want to do next?"
"Of course..." Ivey usually picked him up, "Dry you!"
This war completely broke the balance between the two sides, and the ghosts lost their last chance to destroy the elves. Since then, the elves have grown rapidly, and the mixed elves scattered throughout the mainland have been attached, re-emerged as the mother of the mother tree, the guardian of the Holy Land. Take the twelve elves as the head and build their home together.
Ten years later, an elf egg was formed on the mother tree. This is the first new life that has been condensed since the resurrection of the mother tree. The number of elves is scarce and the blood is thin. Only 12 elves are left in the true blood. The appearance of this egg is undoubtedly the hope of the entire elves.
It’s just that this egg is a little special, and the shell is shimmering with a pale golden light, which contains both the purity of nature and the awesome pressure.
No one knows, this life of the egg fruit has a pure elf blood and a strong dragon atmosphere.
He is the elf king of the elves.
In the history of the elves, the most powerful and unique one is the Elf King.