Chapter 1191: Rescued

Although in my heart, I long for the double sword to break the defense, and I long for the sand scorpion to be killed by me, but...
With a muffled noise, I fell heavily to the ground, and a dog gnawed and took a mouthful of sand.
I heard in my ears, above my body, a whistling passing by, and then quietly disappeared, 80% of the tail spur of the raid was pierced again because of my accidental fall.
Two empty noises oscillated above my head, and it seemed that the pair of pincers that wanted to clamp me also grabbed the empty space at the same time.
I just slipped on my feet and avoided so many dangerous attacks in an instant, but my heroic image collapsed the moment I fell.
Haha, I really don't know if it is fortunate or unfortunate.
Before I could get up, I heard several screams, followed by a hoarse roar of sand scorpions half a meter in front of me.
I suddenly raised my face, regardless of the sand on it, I opened my eyes and saw: On the huge body of the sand scorpion, there are constantly flying arrows flying past, or inserted in the slit that I had cut before. , Or be blocked by its thick carapace, fiercely firing rounds, pushing the angry sand scorpion back step by step.
With this effort, my body rolled, and then the carp slammed and stood up out of thin air, but-I slipped and fell again.
I was lying on the sandy ground, my self-esteem and image had completely collapsed at this moment. Now I just want to die... Or give me a seam for me to get in... Or else give a newspaper that can cover your face.
Just as there was emptiness in my heart and entering the mode of unlovable life, two elves came to me, took my arms left and right, and pulled me up from the ground with force.
Then, dragged me back to the team like a dead dog.
Entering the range of the squad, I was placed on the ground again, and I continued to look at the blue sky with a face full of lovelessness.
Soon, a pretty woman lifted me up, handed a water bag, and said, "Open your mouth and drink water."
I opened my mouth subconsciously, and was filled with water, but I was not thirsty!
Then, she took a few more pieces of bread, put them to my mouth, and said, "Eat."
Uh...By the way, I am not hungry either!
Regardless of my sad eyes, she forced two pieces of bread into my mouth, then got up, clapped her hands, and said, "Well, after eating and drinking, there should be nothing wrong."
Ghosts are all right!
Me: T-T.
After resting for a while, I just recovered my strength. I sat up slowly from the ground and looked at the sand scorpion. I saw that the angry sand scorpion had been beaten by the group to the point that it was unable to fight back and retreated.
The few elves who attacked the sand scorpion still cooperated tacitly, trying to kill the sand scorpion in one fell swoop.
Obviously, they have enough experience with the sand scorpion monster, whether it is in evading attacks, or in encircling attacks, they are very skilled, and I am a little excited.
Unfortunately, my physical strength is still less than a few tenths of its original strength. Killing the ghost face spider is barely enough, but if I want to kill a powerful monster such as a sand scorpion, I absolutely cannot, unless I can activate myself Talent, or, take down the guard.
Uh...but I don't want to think about that terrible thing for now.
With a terrible roar, Sand Scorpion died, dropping two shiny silver coins and a sharp-looking tail spur.
A few elves gasped slightly, ignoring the things on the ground, and walked towards me slowly. At this moment, a very young elven child in the team rushed out at a rapid speed, and took the silver coins and tail on the sand. The thorn picked it up, and ran back in front of me, with his little hands together, handing the silver coin and tail thorn to me.
I sighed, smiled and stroked his hair: "These are yours, I don't want them."
The child raised his hands stubbornly and stared at me with his eyes.
I turned my head and saw a few elven warriors nodding at me. The meaning was obvious: take it.
However, the principle cannot be changed. This is not what I hit. I will naturally not move, so I shook my head at them: "This is not mine, you put it away."
Seeing my firm expression, they stopped insisting and nodded to the child.
The child paused, holding the silver coin and the tail stab and hurried back to the team, carefully placing them in the package.
"Thank you" I said.
"You're welcome" the elves smiled. They sat down cross-legged, took out the water bag, and drank water slowly. They must have experienced a fierce battle, and they plan to take a rest and recover their strength.
I turned my gaze to the child who was leaning on the package to look over here, and said, "Is it okay for such a small child to be a follower?"
"No problem." The elf sitting opposite me smiled and said, "He will be safe with his mother and me, and he has also determined to be an excellent adventurer since he was a child."
"His mother..." I turned around and found that there was only one woman in the team, the pretty woman who had just fed me water. I nodded to thank her, and the woman nodded in return at the same time.
"I'm very curious, why did you come here alone, your squad?" the elf asked just now.
I sighed: "I don't know where my squad has gone. Isn't this looking for one after another."
"I've seen your battle just now. Excuse me, I guess, you haven't reached level ten, right?" the elf tentatively asked.
"No" I shook my head and said, "I'm only at level 8."
"Level eight!" several other elves exclaimed, "Can you kill here alone at level eight?"
"Not to mention anything else, it's the proud Emily of our race. There is no way to break here alone at the eighth level, and he can keep his whole body unharmed..." He hesitated for a moment, said. : "Excuse me, who are you?"
"My name is An Xiaoyi" I said: "Don't you know that it is your foreign elder!"
"Cough cough" One of the elves who was drinking water heard me and coughed.
"It turned out to be a foreign elder!" Several elves wanted to stand up and salute me.
"Ah, no courtesy, please sit down" I stood up and pressed the elves back to their original positions, and said: "Actually, you don't need to show me any etiquette. Speaking of which, you are my lifesaver. As for the benefactor, without your help, I would have been eaten by the sand scorpion."
The elves looked at each other once before they relaxed and continued to drink or rest.
The elf who had just spoken smiled and said: "The foreign elder who asked us is a different kind of human race. I saw it today and it was true."
"Uh" I scratched my hair and said, "What do you think of my difference? Is it good or bad?"
"I don't know if it's good or bad" the wizard said: "But we don't hate it."
"Hoo" I breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, just don't hate it. It seems that I am not a failure in life, ah, by the way, may I ask a few people, you have seen a group of humans, orcs, elves, Does the team of goblins and dwarves pass by here?"
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