Son of the Creator of the Elf Warrior

♂nbsp; [This is the content of Chapter [-] in the prologue, because the story has developed to this point, and this chapter must be continued. 】

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"Xuan Piao! Here, here! I found them!"

The abyss of silence is terrifyingly cold.

Suddenly Jasmine's voice sounded in the canyon, with a little excitement in her voice, gently echoing in the air...

Diling Grand Canyon is a grand canyon located between the Holy Spirit Mountain and the Di'an Plateau.It is the only relatively safe transportation artery from the south to the north.

At this time, the long-haired girl wearing a black cloak was standing next to the river at the bottom of the Grand Canyon, waving to the boy who was slowly sliding down the cliff not far behind.

She always had a smile on her face, but it was not difficult to see the sadness hidden in her eyes.They were a pair of beautiful big eyes, but her eyes were red, as if she had cried.Hanging on the tender pink skin, it looks pitiful.

"Be careful, girl, wait until I pass and don't act rashly." The boy lifted up his black hat, exhaled hot breath, and quickened his pace.

His name is Yuwen Xuanqiu, and he is also wearing a black cloak.The clothes were floating behind him in the wind, and you could see his thin body under the cloak. Under his brown hair, there was a pair of wise eyes.But at this moment, his eyes were dull and frighteningly cold.

This place seemed to respond to his indifference, it was cold and cold, which made people uncomfortable.

Yu Wenxuan tightened the collar of his cloak and stepped on the gravel on the cliff. A circle of light blue mist lit up under his feet, and he was seen stepping on the void. After a while, he landed next to Jasmine.

"Here, we found it, in the inner cave. But their situation is a bit strange." Jasmine pointed to a mountain wall facing the river and whispered warily.

Looking in her direction, there was indeed a cave in that place. The cave was very big, but visually it should be very shallow. Everything in the cave could be seen under the sunlight.

It's just that this is the bottom of the Grand Canyon, and only a little sunlight comes in.

But it was enough to see the mountain road clearly.

Yu Wenxuan squinted his eyes and walked over.

"Are you the two missing children?"

The closer the distance, the outlines of two children about seven or eight years old in the cave became clearer.

The slightly taller child was standing in front of another child, staring forward with gritted teeth, while the child behind him had a worried and frightened expression on his face.

Hearing the sound, the boy in front was obviously stunned, and then he shouted in a panic, "Don't! Don't come over here!"

Yu Wenxuan frowned, his steps stopped for a moment, and then he continued to walk forward at a slower pace, "Don't be afraid, I'm here to take you home."

As he walked, he observed the actions of the two children.He deliberately slowed down his pace. In his opinion, the two children were acting like this just because they were afraid.

"Don't come over here! Don't you see it's right here?!" The boy was anxious.

As if he realized something, Yuwen Xuanqi stopped and glanced behind him, "Jasmine."

"Okay, look at me!"

Jasmine flicked her right hand and lifted up her cloak, holding a gray-white flute in her hand.The flute was raised to her mouth leisurely, and Jasmine closed her eyes.

woohoo~~

The quiet sound of the flute sounded, echoing throughout the canyon with an indescribable strangeness.

The sound of the flute gradually faded away, and the entire space suddenly distorted, and a strange figure appeared out of thin air at the door of the cave!

It was a pitch-black body, the whole body was flowing, human-like, with his body hanging down and floating in the air.

At this moment, Jasmine just glanced at this scene, then took a breath of cold air, and the flute sound suddenly stopped.

In this silent valley, a dark body floats, how scary it is.

Jasmine unconsciously approached Yu Wenxuan and asked in a low voice, "What the hell is this..."

"Elves."

Yu Wenxuan said lightly. When he said these two words, he was already walking towards the black body.

The sound of the flute stopped suddenly, and the black shadow seemed to be touched by something. It said "Uh-huh..." and turned its head leisurely.

I go!

To be honest, the moment it turned its head, Yu Wenxuanbiao, who had always had a cold face, couldn't help but be moved. After all, it was too terrifying.

It was a faceless black face, with only two black-framed and white-backed round objects constantly rotating on its face, which should be its eyes.

Staring at the object that slowly turned around and floated towards him, Yu Wenxuanqiao secretly praised the two children in his heart, but their figures seemed to touch the pain hidden in his heart.

He raised his right hand, reached into his cloak, and pulled out a flute from his waist.

The moment the flute was pulled out, an icy blue halo lit up around Yu Wenxuanqi's right wrist. The halo started to move upward from one end of the flute, and the surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped a lot.

The spirit of the ice sword, the sword and flute of Kanshui.

At the place circled by the halo, the original sky-blue flute turned into an ice-blue transparent long sword about seven meters long and twenty centimeters wide!

The ice sword was launched, and a drizzle began to fall in the valley.

Huh... He exhaled white air and took the sword and flute. Yu Wenxuan's eyes became extremely gentle, "Ideational body, an elf with ghost attributes, it's so rare... But this familiar atmosphere, or rather, I haven't seen it for a long time. …”

I saw him holding the sword and flute diagonally on his left side, raindrops falling on the sword, and a faint blue light glowing on the sword.

Yuwen Xuanqiao half-squinted his eyes, his eyes filled with coldness.

Minglongyu·Sword and Flute

Bafang Shenglong

The next moment, his body had disappeared from the spot, leaving only a spreading mist that dissipated in the rain.

His figure flashed continuously, Yu Wenxuanqiao dragged a series of phantoms, constantly flitting around the black shadow. Every time he reached a position, he slashed out a sword, and the sword fell without any pause.

Eight swords were struck out, the water mist condensed, and Yuwen Xuanqiu's figure reappeared in its original position. At this time, the sword and flute in his hand pointed diagonally at the ground, his eyes still cold.

At this moment, ice-colored magic arrays glowing with blue light lit up on the ground where he launched his attack.The magic circle rotates and ice mist fills the air.

Sensing the danger signal, the ghost elf rolled his eyes, straightened his body suddenly, raised his head to the sky and was about to fly away.

Yuwen Xuanqiao didn't take it seriously. The ice sword turned into a flute again and was inserted into his waist.

The ghost elf had only flown a few meters away when a high-pitched dragon roar resounded throughout the world.

It doesn't dare to look back, nor does it dare to neglect, it is the best way to go!

The next second, eight ice-blue giant dragons broke through the magic circle and spiraled toward the sky with magnificent momentum!

The target was locked, and the dragon climbed up at an extremely fast speed. It only took an instant for the eight ice dragons to tie up the ghost.

Uh-huh! …

The ghost spirit let out several screams and twisted and struggled.Several times, the black body became blurry, trying to escape into light smoke. However, as the black disappeared, the ice dragon's body became filled with blue light, and its body solidified again.

Its eyes became vicious and stared at Yuwen Xuanqi.

"This is not Xiao Feng's sword skill!...You..." Jasmine sighed and walked over.

She could feel the low pressure around Yuwen Xuanqiu, but his eyes were extremely gentle and sad.His eyes drifted towards the two children walking toward them with support.

He is here, remembering...

"Why, are you feeling emotional?" Jasmine patted Yuwen Xuanqiu's shoulder and walked towards the two children, "Be strong. As long as we are strong enough, we may still have hope!"

Jasmine turned her back to him and spoke in a very soft voice. What was invisible was that she was gritting her teeth and holding back the tears that were flowing in her eyes.

Yu Wenxuanqiao raised his head and looked up at the sky. The drizzle was still drizzling, wetting his face.

Haha, power?

If everything could happen again,...

Why don't I want to give up this power?

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