"Dong!"

Wang Zheng threw the elf with obvious masculinity into the soft pile of leaves, making a dull and muffled sound.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect to be a half-elf?" Wang Zheng was amazed at the soft face and medium figure of the half-elf who looked a bit burly and masculine.

"The genetic isolation between different species is indeed unreasonable in a world with spiritual energy and truth..."

Wang Zheng shook his head with a smile, and then a pure Sacred Heart Art True Qi was shot out from afar. The true Qi containing the surging vitality was not as terrifying as the Phoenix Nirvana rebirth, but it was still amazing enough!

You should know that in the original work, Luo Xian, who did not have phoenix blood, could resurrect a person with Xiaocheng's Sacred Heart Art.

What is the difference between Luo Xian and Wang Zheng?

Wang Zheng can be said to be as good as Indra Shitian, one of the bosses of the Fengyun, and even has more powerful methods. After all, from the point of view of Indra Shitian's ultimate move in the original work, Indra Shitian's position as a martial arts soul against the enemy, Indra Shitian is in the Tianyuan world, and his full calculations are the realm of a great master.

However, it is a person who integrates the martial arts of hundreds of schools. Although the Sacred Heart Art created by him is much worse than the extraordinary magical skills of the Tianyuan World, it is still a treasure for the great master.

The true energy of the Sacred Heart Art, full of terrifying vitality, was injected into the half-elf's body through the air, causing the half-elf's injuries to recover quickly. Later, as the half-elf's own vitality began to revive, Wang Zheng even saw a dark purple-black energy constantly spinning beside him.

Under that dark energy, the tall half-elf became gloomy.

"I am worthy of nature, and I am born with two powers of element and life." Wang Zheng commented in a pertinent manner without any sorrow or joy.

After a while, as he felt that the half-elves' life breath had almost recovered, Wang Zheng finally stopped the treatment. Looking at the half-elves who were still sleeping, Wang Zheng knew that his soul was too tired and it took some time to cultivate to wake up.

This cultivation is the bright moon hanging high.

A weak cough sounded, and the half-elf opened her eyes blankly, first touching the leaves under her body, and then the purple-black fighting spirit burst out, jumping high onto the thick tree trunk at an incredible speed, carefully scanning everything strange around her.

"Hmm? It's actually a dark elf mixed-blood?" Wang Zheng leaned on the branch, looking at the half-elf with a smile.

Hearing Wang Zheng's relaxed voice, the half-elf subconsciously looked at Wang Zheng's place, his eyes remained alert: "It's you?"

Wang Zheng's true energy shook, and he sat cross-legged in the void lightly, nodding: "That's right, it's me."

The half-elf's eyes flashed for a moment, and finally nodded: "Thank you for saving your life, but I still have important things to do. If I can come back alive, I will definitely repay you."

As he said that, the half-elf turned around and left. The purple-black dark energy and the breath of life were united in contradiction and harmoniously, making the half-elf shuttled into the woods feel as if it was dark in the shadows.

"I heard that the dark elves in the elves are born as the best assassin. It seems that this is true. Even if a half-elves are a mixed-blood who practices the human fighting spirit method, this kind of talent still exists."

"But it's too rude to leave just by saying goodbye, right?"

Seeing that the half-elf was about to disappear from his sight, Wang Zheng finally curled his lips and made an action.

I saw his eyes open and close, his body trembled slightly, and his whole body disappeared from the spot.

The half-elf-like purple-black fighting spirit was as strange as a magic light, carrying him to shuttle quickly along the shadow of the jungle, but the next moment, his movements were suddenly paused, because directly in front of him, the handsome young man was sitting cross-legged in the void.

"Holy Domain..." The half-elf said in a deep tone, slowly uttering these two words.

Wang Zheng grinned when he heard this, his snow-white teeth were as crystal clear as mutton fat jade: "No, to be correct, he should be the fourth-level martial arts master!"

Wang Zheng's answer made the half-elves' pupils shrink slightly. He couldn't afford to offend the fourth-level existence, but it seemed that he had infinite courage in his heart. He looked directly at Wang Zheng: "What does your priest mean?"

Wang Zheng clenched his ears indifferently: "The life-saving benefactor is right in front of you. If you say you don't say it, you will ask me what it means, is it a bit too rude?"

The half-elf looked at Wang Zheng with a deep look, and after a long time, he said in a deep voice: "I, half-elf Fen Lucifer, I will repay you with the most sincere thanks for your life-saving grace.

But now His Highness needs me, I hope you can forgive my recklessness.”

In Fen's eyes, after hearing the four words "The Prince" by His Highness, the light in the handsome young man's eyes seemed to be as bright as the sun in the sky.

"Prince? Prince of a certain tribe of the Elf clan? Are they good-looking?"

Faced with Wang Zheng's failure to play by the rules, Fen's head seemed to have a chance, and subconsciously nodded and said, "Your Highness the Prince is of noble blood, so naturally..."

Halfway through his words, Fen became alert and his fighting spirit suddenly accelerated a lot.

Seeing this, Wang Zheng waved his hand indifferently: "Don't worry, I have no malice towards you. Let's talk about what's going on. If possible, maybe I can help you."

After a pause, Wang Zheng said with a smile: "Of course, there is a price to help you."

Fen, who looks like a middle-aged and masculine handsome man, looked at Wang Zheng with a free and easy face, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Seeing his appearance, Wang Zheng knew that he had some concerns in his heart, so he persuaded him: "Don't worry, I really have no malice towards you. If there were any, you wouldn't have stood and talked to me for so long, wouldn't you?"

Wang Zheng's expression was very frank and he was very realistic and honest.

Fen's thoughts turned, and he didn't know what he thought of, but in the end he spoke in his low and magnetic voice:

"His Royal Highness and I come from an elf tribe called Yueying..."

"Your Highness the Prince is born to be the best elf snatcher, with a pair of magical eyes."

"However, His Highness the Prince was not born by the Queen after all. The jealous Queen was worried that His Highness would affect the status of the eldest prince, so she actually attracted the most evil magician of the Dark Elf lineage, and deprived His Highness of the Prince of his magical eyes."

"And the king didn't know what kind of drug was poured into it. After His Highness lost his talent, he no longer asked about His Highness's life or death."

"I was young at the time while taking advantage of the weakness period after the evil dark magician cast the forbidden technique, I got rid of his magic control in one fell swoop and fled from the Yueying Tribe with the poor Prince."

"I just didn't expect that eighteen years have passed, and the queen is still looking for our traces, and joins the Shadow Elves to chase us."

"Now, Your Highness, the prince is in danger, please help me!"

As he said that, the middle-aged handsome guy Fen actually knelt down suddenly in Wang Zheng's unexpected eyes.
Chapter completed!