Trembling surrounded by elves [Western Fantasy]

Persimmon was sucked into the ground and could only hold on to the hand tightly.

She fell into darkness.

"Komen, is that you?"

A whimpering voice came from the darkness.

The sand beneath him was mixed with sharp stones, which stung Persimmon painfully. Without the torch, Persimmon could only follow the hand in the darkness and dig his body out of the sand.

His mouth was filled with sand. After helping the man clean the sand and gravel from his body, Persimmon patted his back. There was a violent cough.

"It's...I..." Coleman felt a fishy smell coming from his throat. His throat was cut and he could only make a sound.

"How are you?" Persimmon said, "Where is this? Forget it, you'd better stop talking."

She stood up and raised her hands to touch the top of her head, but she couldn't touch the "ground" at all. The place where she had just fallen was like a door that had closed again and disappeared without a trace in the darkness.

Persimmon closed his eyes and used his weak perception to explore the surrounding environment. Visions of several small mounds of dirt appeared in her mind, and she tried to walk forward using her senses, but she soon realized that this was not going to work.

The sand was so sharp that her legs were cut by the stones.

"What should I do? My torch fell outside." The girl was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"It doesn't...never mind...it doesn't matter..." Koeman said after a pause.

The sand on the ground reflected faint spots of light. Persimmon turned around and saw a light green halo floating around the body of Koman who was paralyzed on the ground.

"You, you can shine?"

The light leap became stronger and stronger, and the strong blue-green light made the entire cave instantly become fluorescent and shining, like countless stars gathered here. Colorful and dazzling.

At that moment, the two of them seemed to be in the Milky Way in the universe.

Persimmon squatted down and grabbed a handful of sand on the ground.

The sand flowed away from the fingers, leaving only a hand full of dazzling gems.

"Don't... touch..." Coman reached out with difficulty and knocked off the stones. "This is...dead stone..."

When he heard the words "dead stone", Persimmon's mind buzzed.

The stone of death is also called the stone of life.

In the spirit world, killing a human is very simple. It can be death by starvation, thirst, injury, or bleeding... But there are only two ways to kill an elf.

One, cut off his head, and two, break his life gem.

The Life Stone is to the elves what the human heart is. Unlike humans, they can hide the only gem of life in any corner of their bodies, and almost no one can find it. If you just want to obtain the life of an elf, no one is willing to go to such trouble - it is obviously much more convenient to cut off the head.

But it has its own charm - it is said that this mysterious gem can enable "Caitou" who cannot practice practice to gain the ability to practice. Therefore its price is ridiculously high. Persimmon had seen this thing in Yunmeng Market before. A piece of good quality could be sold for hundreds of gold coins - like that mermaid, the price was only two gold coins.

Not only are Deathstones extremely difficult to find, they also disappear when an elf dies. It is conceivable that if you want to get this kind of gem, you must take it out of the body while the elf is still alive.

Unless you volunteer - it is extremely difficult to obtain this gem.

And under the feet, countless life gems, large and small, are scattered and buried in the sand at will... With such a huge number, is it possible that the elves volunteered?

Persimmon felt that the cave was filled with a cold atmosphere, which made people's hair stand on end.

Through this dazzling light, she seemed to see countless elves struggling and shouting as their hearts were ripped out.

This, this is by no means an ordinary underground cave, this... this may be the wild grave of thousands of elves!

"Let's go quickly!" Realizing the danger of the situation, Persimmon put Coman's arm on his body and quickly left along the dim passage, not daring to waste a moment.

This tunnel is long and has many forks, like a huge underground maze with no way to the end. Persimmon could only walk toward Halima's area based on his memory, hoping to meet Koman's people so they could call for help.

Soon, another fork in the road appeared. But this time, no direction leads to Halima.

Persimmon stopped.

Their situation is not optimistic.

Koeman, who was almost buried alive, was very weak, and he didn't have much strength left carrying him. If they couldn't get out...

"I don't know if Bo Yi and Sylvan have discovered it." Persimmon shook his head and quickly threw the idea behind him.

The sound of a quick running sound suddenly appeared in the silent tunnel. Persimmon was a little nervous. She hid behind the fork and clung to the wall. She pulled out the ash wood thorn pinned to her waist and waited eagerly.

The hungry ghost suddenly appeared at the entrance of the cave.

"Why are you? What are you doing here?"

The hungry ghost said nothing. She glanced at Persimmon and ran away on her hands and knees towards another cave entrance.

"Don't run! I have food here! Come back!"

The hungry ghost was not tempted by food this time.

Persimmon had no choice but to lead Koman in a hurry to catch up.

The hungry ghost ran a few steps, then looked back a few times to confirm that Persimmon was still following her, and then ran forward again. Not long after running, Persimmon felt the whirring air coming towards his face.

"It's windy! There may be an exit ahead!" Persimmon shouted in surprise.

Koeman had no strength at this time and could only look back at Persimmon with joy.

The further they walked, the stronger the wind blew from the front. "It turns out it wants to take us out!"

She supported Coman, and the two finally ran out of the cave, but the hungry ghost had already disappeared from sight.

"Great! Saved!" The two fell down on the grass exhausted.

The two people who survived the disaster looked at each other and smiled.

It's not yet dawn, but the moonlight is clear, and Coman's eyes are as bright as the stars in the sky when he looks at Persimmon. He suddenly discovered that the girl in front of him seemed to be glowing too.

A strong emotion took over Koeman's heart, and he blurted out in a hoarse voice.

"Persimmon...I...like...you..."

Persimmon, who was concentrating on breathing the fresh air, was stunned.

After turning over all of Halima's love nests and finding no persimmons anywhere, Boyi finally felt something was wrong. He searched three or four more times along the river bank. When walking back, he happened to see Persimmon and Coman alone.

He clenched his fists.

Persimmon's body instinctively moved back, "Koeman, I'm leaving. I'm here to say goodbye to you today."

"Where are you...ahem...where are you going?!" Coman was a little excited and started coughing again.

"I don't know, but I can't stay here forever."

"Isn't it nice here..." Coleman held Persimmon's hand, "Can you stay...?"

"No." Bo Yi said coldly, finally unable to control his temper anymore. Koeman screamed, was struck by lightning and flew four to five meters, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Koeman!" Persimmon exclaimed.

"What are you doing?!" Persimmon didn't expect it to be Bo Yi. She questioned the angry man in front of her, not knowing what was going on with Bo Yi's madness.

Boyi didn't answer, just looked at Coleman with contempt.

She ran to Koeman. Facing Bo Yi's powerful lightning attack, the young man was unable to fight back and was beaten until he lay on the ground with his mouth full of blood.

Before she could help him up, another thunder and lightning knocked him away and hit him against a rock.

Persimmon refrained from stepping forward again.

She was right, if she continued to help Coleman, Bo Yi would kill him without hesitation.

Sylvain and Little Tiger were woken up from their sleep, and the group left Halima silently. Persimmon rode on Yinhu's back, silent, like a stiff dummy.

Speechless all the way.

The sky was gloomy, and the strong wind flapped the leaves, making a deserted rustling sound. Persimmon rode Yinhu at the front, his eyes staring ahead with an indifferent expression.

Boyi looked like he wanted to eat someone.

No matter how sleepy he was, Sylvain couldn't sleep at all when he saw this scene. He ran to Yinhu and asked in a gentle voice, "Persimmon, what's wrong with you?"

Persimmon remained motionless and did not speak. For the first time, Sylvain was ignored by Persimmon. He looked at Persimmon's expression and then at Bo Yi's, and felt that it was best for him not to get involved in their affairs. Then it turned into a leaf and flew away on the wind.

Blood flowed down Persimmon's arm, soaked the fish-eye ring, and soaked into the soil drop by drop.

"Are you injured?" Bo Yi jumped on Yin Hu's antlers and squatted down to check Persimmon's injury.

Persimmon turned his body to one side and hid.

Yinhu looked a little irritable. It shook its head and drove Bo Yi away, growling in its throat like a threat.

"Are you angry?" Boyi didn't understand.

Looking at Boyi's confused eyes, Persimmon said, "I don't understand why you did that to Koman."

Is it because of Koeman again? Bo Yi frowned and said arrogantly, "I can beat me if I want, and kill if I want to. If he has the ability, he can do this to me." Bo Yi jumped on Yin Hu's back again, staring closely at him with a pair of tiger eyes. Persimmon, "Are you angry with me because of him?"

Persimmon didn't know where the courage came from, so he blurted out, "I can be angry if I want. If you want, you can do the same to me."

These words floated into Qi Yue's ears from afar. The man sneered, "This human being is really crazy."

No one has ever dared to talk to a Leopard Clan person like this, not to mention that person is a Hult. Persimmon's words angered Qiyue. He believed that this was not only disrespectful to Helt, but also a provocation to the status of the Leopard clan.

October, who had sharp eyes and quick hands, stopped him and said, "My little master is not in a hurry. Why are you jumping around? Let them solve it by themselves."

Qi suppressed her anger and disappeared into the darkness again.

Just when Bo Yi and Shi Zi were arguing, a black tentacle followed the smell of blood and approached Shi Zi. It stopped right under the persimmon, saw the right moment and broke out of the ground, swinging its long tentacles in the direction of the persimmon.

"Be careful!" Bo Yi held Persimmon in his arms and blocked the tentacle attack with his back. With that force, he threw Persimmon out of the encirclement.

Persimmon fell to the grass and rolled a few times, then lay motionless on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, before Bo Yi and Yin Hu landed, seven or eight tentacles more than ten meters long rose up from the ground and launched a fierce attack on them.

Boyi pulled out a silver electric sword out of thin air, and cut off three or four tentacles with one stroke. Yinhu also opened her sharp mouth and bit off two of them. The tentacles were covered with barbs, and there was sticky black venom hanging on them. After being cut off, they still kept twisting their bodies, looking very cautious.

Seeing that the tentacles were about to be wiped out, hundreds of tentacles quickly grew out where they fell, surrounding Bo Yi, Yin Hu and the approaching Sylvan, forming a dense forest of black thorns.

"You two take cover while I look for its true form!" After Bo Yi gave the order, they split up.

When no one was paying attention, a small black shadow burrowed through the grass, accurately bypassing all the tentacles, and quietly approached Persimmon.

It was one meter long, covered with gray fur, and wore a pair of tattered armor, covered in mud. A huge rat had its head on the thin fur body, but the ends of its limbs were human hands and feet - a monster that looked like a human and an animal.

The rat-headed man turned Persimmon's face away, took out the bounty notice in his arms and looked at it carefully, "Hehehehe, little old man, I really got lucky, haha..." He smiled proudly for a moment. He made a sound and hurriedly covered his mouth and looked around.

It poked its head again and compared Persimmon's face with the face on the wanted poster, "Yes, it's her!"

Seeing that no one was paying attention, he smiled evilly, pulled out a black bone knife from his waist, and stabbed Persimmon's neck hard!