Before she fell to the ground, Elleras had already rushed to her and supported her.
She saw the anxiety on his handsome face: "How?"
He supported her, slowly lay on the ground, and turned the side where the arrow was hit.
And Omrod also ran over.
As soon as he saw the situation, he immediately jumped to someone, and heard him yelling in a gentle manner: "It's you again.
How many times have I told you, use your brain when doing things?"
Can't make any progress."
Before she felt that the arrow on her waist was quickly taking away her underworld mana, the necklace absorbed the mana again.
No matter how fast it was, some of the underworld mana must still be expelled.
She gritted her teeth and asked bitterly: "Arrow to break the devil" Alelas also took a look, turned his head and nodded to her, with a serious look on his handsome face: "No vital damage was done, it should be easier to handle than last time."
God, she was so angry that she was swearing.
From the sound of Omrod cursing there, it must be that the guy who shot her with an arrow last time shot her another arrow.
I don't know if this guy is stupid or not, but he must be a tease sent by heaven.
What she was sent to do was to try every means to eliminate the magic power of the underworld from her body.
The mana of her teammates now belongs to the heaven.
Only she has been able to preserve both parts of her power by relying on the power of the Black Feather Pendant.
"I'll help you pull it out immediately, please bear with it."
Elleras pulled out the dagger at the waist that was slightly longer than the dagger: "Give me some water quickly."
You probably need to rinse the dagger with water to disinfect it, then pry the flesh apart to dig out the arrowhead.
"No need."
She was so angry that she couldn't be more angry.
The longer the arrow is left in the flesh, the more likely it is to cause trouble.
And now there are regulations: no description below the neck, no description above the handle, no hint of this or that.
So I grabbed the arrow, frowned, gritted my teeth, and pulled it out with a burst of resentment.
To pull it out, you must be decisive and have a steady hand, otherwise the arrow will hook into the meat, and you can only take it out by peeling the meat.
"Yeah" She groaned in pain and the arrow was pulled out.
Blood spurted out.
"Quick, water."
Alelas dropped the sword directly and took the barrel handed over by Alandel.
Carefully pour the water on the wound.
"Ah" she screamed in pain, as if she could hear the water sizzling on the wound.
Is this water from the fountain of life, or diluted acid?
Elleras stopped first.
Because of nervousness.
Breathing slightly: "Be patient, you'll be fine soon."
"What on earth do I owe you elves to suffer such a crime?"
She was so angry that she finally couldn't help it and cursed loudly.
But seeing Elleras's handsome and apologetic face, his anger subsided a little, but he still cursed: "I'm really not afraid of my enemies being as powerful as gods, but I'm afraid of my teammates being as stupid as orcs."
When talking about pigs, the elves may not understand.
When it comes to orcs, other elves dare not laugh even if they want to.
Looking at that "idiot" in the eyes, it was very difficult to bear it.
She glanced sideways, and after remembering the appearance, she grabbed the corner of Alleras' clothes and started folding: "Continue" After folding the corner of the clothes, she bit it directly with her teeth, put her head on the opponent's abdomen, and closed her eyes.
He raised his eyes and gritted his teeth, preparing for the next wave of severe pain as he cleaned the wound.
When another burst of burning pain came from the wound, she gritted her teeth and held her breath to endure it.
When she couldn't bear it anymore, she finally fainted.
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Sometimes fainting is a good thing, it can save a lot of pain.
Although the pain this time can only make you unconscious for a short period of time, it is not bad, at least it will no longer hurt so much.
When she woke up, she was already lying on the bed, with a thick cloth bandage wrapped around her waist.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt that the wound on his waist was still hurting, and he groaned "Yeah".
"Wake up."
Alandel, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, shouted immediately, and Elleras and Ormrod quickly ran in from outside the door.
"How is it?"
Omrod asked with concern.
She said weakly: "Is that okay?
Why don't you try to get hit with an arrow?
That guy is also blond.
Doesn't that mean that elves with blond hair are nobler and smarter?"
Alandel forced a smile and secretly glanced at the two blond nobles, she must have been gloating in her heart.
Omrod could only smile bitterly, and turned to Elleras and asked: "What should we do now?"
Are you continuing to look for her?
With her current injury, she will definitely be unable to ride a horse.
The arrow almost shot her through the stomach.
If the elves' medical skills were not good and helped her stop the bleeding, otherwise she would have been killed by humans.
With such an injury, there is a 70% chance of death.
She reluctantly suggested: "Go back, follow the original way."
"Then your teammates..."
Alelas hesitated, but it could be seen that Omrod was secretly happy.
"They will come for you."
She said and closed her eyes to rest.
Now that she has no magic power at all, she can only be safe in the dense forest castle by going back.
Taking advantage of the fact that we had killed all the spiders yesterday, it would be impossible for the spiders to gather there immediately.
It would be safer to go back along the original path.
Teammates should master the basics of flying.
If they can't fly, just jump on the trees.
As long as they can see these little spiders that are still insignificant, they should be able to escape.
Afterwards, the elves discussed it and felt that her method was better.
After all, dragging a wounded person to find someone would still be a problem.
Don't find the living person, and the injured person has become a dead person.
How can I explain it to my friends now?
In order to avoid bumps on the way back, the elves used their amazing work ability.
They spent half a day, cut down a few trees, and built a carriage before nightfall.
Although it was a bit crude, more like a flatbed cart, at least she could lie down instead of riding a horse.
Alandel, who was lying next to her at night, reached out and put her hand on her forehead to test the temperature.
If she thought it was OK, she retracted her hand and continued to sleep.
Alandel is still quite considerate, although she is usually carefree, but unfortunately she and the prince are destined to not receive blessings due to the judgment of this class.
At dawn the next day, she was carefully carried along with the sheets to the carriage covered with thick hay.
Each of the four elves pulled a corner of the sheet.
Try to avoid shaking her.
Alandel sat at the front of the carriage, picked up the reins and shouted "drive", and the two horses pulled the makeshift carriage forward slowly.
Along the way.
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The elves dealt with the spiders they encountered.
These spiders had just moved here, and the soil they dug in the holes they hid in was relatively loose, unlike when they first arrived.
After a few days, the soil in the holes became tighter, making it difficult to judge.
"Poof" Elleras loosened his fingers and at the same time, the arrow shot out from the bow and pierced the spider's head.
With a scream of "squeak", the spider turned over.
He was struggling on the ground with his legs in the air, and he died within a short time.
And Elleras jumped down one step before the spider turned over.
Jumped to the ground.
Very handsome, very handsome indeed.
The action was smooth and seamless.
Fortunately, it was not in a movie theater.
Otherwise in a foreigner’s cinema.
The female fans were still screaming.
Elleras turned around and saw that the spider was no longer moving.
He gasped slightly: "Okay, continue."
The wooden wheels of the carriage began to roll towards the jungle castle again.
She simply closed her eyes.
She still had things to do after returning, so she had to rest more.
Along the way, no matter how anxious you are, you can only walk slowly.
Otherwise, if a spider jumps out or something, the elves have to rely on themselves.
Who knew that a fool among them would accidentally injure such a useful person?
As evening approached, we finally arrived at the Jungle Castle.
Just after hearing the "woo woo" horn sound, there were the sounds of many horse hooves ahead.
It was Thernhill who came over on horseback with a group of fully armed elves to respond.
Seeing her lying on the carriage, her waist bandaged up and down, and there was still blood on the linen bandage, Thurnhill, who was always shameless, also expressed his apology.
He dismounted and stood beside the car, holding on with one hand, looking down at her: "I apologize for the recklessness of my subject.
He is still very young and has poor cognitive abilities."
But she didn't intend to just say that.
The Lord forgave her a lot, and sneered angrily and of course without much energy: "It seems that you elves are really slow to mature.
If you are hundreds of years old and have no brains, please don't bother me."
Sent out."
The worse thing was not that she didn't want to say it, but that she was really too tired, and there was a hole in her waist.
The Elf King naturally knew the resentment in her stomach.
He turned around and began to scold the brainless person: "How could you possibly think that she would shoot us with arrows?
She saved their lives, will she still kill them?"
"Yes, yes..." the elf murmured and explained: "Her arrow was pointed at it, and the spider jumped out from behind."
Such an answer proves that she still has brains.
If the spider does not jump out and she really shoots Elelas, then as Thernhill, he would rather kill ten thousand people by mistake than risk hurting his son.
Wait for the results in good faith.
But he still had to give someone an explanation, so he said calmly and solemnly: "As punishment for your recklessness, you are not allowed to touch arrows or bows again for a hundred years."
"No" was shouted immediately.
For the elves, if they did not give him a bow and arrow, it would be more uncomfortable than killing him.
Otherwise, they would not shout so loudly: "I will never do it again, please do it again."
Give me a chance."
Thernhill raised his hand and interrupted the other person's words: "For the elves, a hundred years go by in a blink of an eye.
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Since you made the same mistake twice, this kind of punishment is not an exaggeration.
Practice your sword skills well."
Bar."
The king had made up his mind and had no choice but to admit it.
This guy could only respond in a voice so soft that it was almost inaudible: "Yes, king."
It was not possible to be unwilling.
The hole in her waist was so deep that even if it was The elves will definitely leave scars in the future.
Now that she is not allowed to use arrows, this should reassure her that there should be no new holes in her body within a hundred years.
Then Thernhill ordered the team to return to the castle.
When they arrived, they naturally said something like "take good care of her and try to make her recover as soon as possible", which was also meant for her.
He was sent back to the room where he originally lived.
The sky outside quickly became dark.
Alandel entered the room after eating.
While preparing the things needed for dressing change.
Alandel said about the current situation: "The king has ordered people to send out signals and letters to nearby lords.
If you see your friends, you must let them know that we have been looking for them here."
After hesitating for a while, he said softly: "Also, Omrod cares about you very much."
After thinking for a while, she responded: "Then please tell him to let him give up.
I have someone else in my heart."
If good words and words don't work, you have to cut through the mess quickly without leaving any room.
Alandel prepared a bandage made of linen, came over, and gently helped her turn over, lying on her side, exposing her lower back, and used scissors to cut off the original bandage: "Don't hurt the elf's heart.
The biggest reason for the elf's death is often If you don’t get love, you will die of a broken heart.”
After she sneered, she immediately grimaced in pain.
When the old bandage was taken away, the dried blood connected the bandage and the wound, causing pain when it was pulled.
After the bandage was removed, she gasped slightly and said, "Aren't the elves very powerful?"
"Strong bodies often have their greatest weaknesses."
It was Thernhill's voice.
When he walked in, his robes dragged on the ground and made a rustling sound: "The weakness of the orcs is the brain, and the weakness of the elves is emotion."
Walking to the bedside, behind her: "I'm sorry, should I avoid it?"
After seeing everything, she rolled her eyes and said simply: "There is nothing to be afraid of looking at the wound, as long as His Majesty doesn't find it ugly."
"How could I dislike it because my people were injured?"
Thernhill said leisurely.
After a while, after the bandage on the wound was changed, she turned around and lay down, and saw the beautiful face of the Elf King.
It is certain that his son inherited part of his mother's appearance, and the Elf King's previous wife was definitely not as beautiful as him.
We can't blame this mysterious queen.
She must be a beauty.
There may be only a handful or even no elves who can compare with the Elf King.
Who calls this king?
He is so good-looking that he stands out from the crowd.
Thenhill added: "I'm very curious, where are you from and which tribe are you from?
Can you tell me?"
Those who come from heaven are not human beings in the simple sense, but are undead with magical powers. . .
Only a ghost would believe this.
She then replied: "It doesn't matter where I come from.
I will still go back there in the end.
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One thing is for sure.
I am definitely not your enemy.
It's a pity that you don't think so, otherwise the two holes in my body would not exist." ” Thernhill burst into laughter immediately, a smile that would overwhelm the country and make the world pale.
No matter how arrogant, stingy and stingy this guy is, it is still pleasing to the eye, and the pain of the wound is reduced a lot.
After he finished laughing, he took a deep breath.
Thenhill looked at her with his star-like blue eyes, with a slight smile on his lips: "I have changed more than three languages since I came in, including almost a few.
You can understand the ancient language spoken by elves.
Who are you?"
Word that she understood the ancient tongue must have reached Thernhill's ears, so he came over to try it out for himself.
What should I answer next?
At present, I am just curious, not hostile.
If the answer is biased and makes the suspicious Elf King suspicious, then the hole in her body can be regarded as a bitter trick
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