One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

mirror city.

Due to the geographical location, there is still light snowfall in Jingcheng in April and May.

The city is peaceful and completely unaffected by the outside world.

The great witch of Xiangtai stood on the city wall, looking at the distant horizon.

The disciple next to him was surprised: "Great Wu, they should have arrived yesterday, why is there no news today?"

They already know the news from the imperial city.

Wushanju's disciples rushed over here. According to the time, they should have arrived yesterday.

But so far I haven't seen the shadow yet.

Phase: "How's the situation outside?"

The disciple replied: "I received the latest news this morning. There were heavy casualties in the imperial city, and the number of elves was much more than we expected."

"Elves have also appeared in other places, and they have all been attacked. Puzhou Dawu suspects that there are other passages, otherwise there would be so many elves."

No one expected that the elves would suddenly make a comeback.

The current situation is very bad.

The imperial city may not be able to defend...

Now the kings and ministers of Penghai have all withdrawn from the imperial city.

"Big witch, here we come!"

A black dot appeared on the snow-white horizon.

That black spot is gradually getting bigger.

"Why is there only one carriage?" the disciple wondered.

The carriage came galloping and finally stopped under the city gate.

Blood dripped down the carriage onto the snow, like red plum blossoms in the snow.

Xiangtai gave the disciple a wink, and the disciple understood it, and immediately rushed down and let out a stern voice.

"Who is in the carriage!"

"Come out and answer!"

No one in the carriage responded.

"Great witch..."

Xiangtai raised his hand to catch a few snowflakes, and threw them out in an instant. The harmless snowflakes were like sharp knives, cutting through the air and countless snowflakes in the air.

Wow——

The carriage was torn apart.

There was only one person in the car, covered in blood, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive lying in it.

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...

The people in the carriage were wearing Wushanju's clothes, obviously they were the disciples who should have arrived yesterday.

"Big witch, he's still alive."

"Take him in first."

"yes."

The disciple just wanted to get the man out of the carriage when the man suddenly woke up and grabbed the disciple's hand.

"Save...save them."

"Big Witch!"

Phase: "Where are they?"

"The elves...the elves..." The man couldn't speak very clearly, "They are chasing...to save everyone..."

"Where are the others?" The disciple said in a slightly anxious tone, "Please explain clearly, where are they?"

"Please speak!"

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Baicang Mountain.

This place is only tens of kilometers away from Jingcheng, and it is also covered with snow.

In the dark cave, there was a smell of blood, and everyone was in fear, listening to the movement outside with bated breath.

There was a rustling sound outside, like something was digging.

When they arrived near Baicang Mountain, they wanted to go all out and rush to Jingcheng overnight.

Unexpectedly, at the foot of Baicang Mountain, they met the elves.

These elves rushed into their team, and Wu Shanju's disciples were no match for these elves at all.

The team was quickly dispersed.

When they were hunted down by the elves, they hid in the cave.

The elves chased in, causing a collapse during the fight, separating them from the elves.

But now the elves are digging over there, and I don't know when they will come over.

"They seem to have stopped?"

In the quiet passage, everyone listened intently for a moment, and the rustling sound really disappeared.

"Did they give up?"

No one dared to answer this question.

"Master wizards, please say something."

Wushanju's disciple: "..."

I used to think it was very prestige for people outside to call them that, but now there is no prestige.

Along the way, elves seem to be everywhere.

It wasn't the first time it was attacked.

"Junior Sister Nineteen... Do you think they are gone?" a disciple raised his voice and asked.

They were attacked by elves along the way, and many people panicked.

As for the nineteenth junior sister, she was able to command them rationally and led them to escape from the siege of the elves several times.

So the surviving disciples now subconsciously regard her as the backbone.

"How do I know." In the dark corner, the girl answered softly.

There was a moment of silence in the cave, and then someone spoke.

"What can she know?" The female voice was shrill, obviously dissatisfied, "You really think she is so amazing, it was just her luck before."

"Isn't it also my ability to be lucky?" Ling Qiong didn't get used to the other party's meaning: "You are not convinced, you can also be so lucky."

This female disciple couldn't understand her all the way.

First, he blamed He Mian, saying that he didn't even show his face, maybe he was a spy of the elves.

Although she was talking nonsense, she did catch a grain of truth.

He Mian also doesn't like to show his face, there is nothing strange about it, and he doesn't have the breath of the elves, so of course this matter will be left alone.

Later, Lingqiong's words became more and more important on the road, and she didn't want to see Lingqiong even more.

"you……"

A disciple smoothed things over, "Okay, everyone, hurry up and recover your strength, and then find a way to get out of here."

"Take care of those who are injured."

The people in the cave rustled for a while, and gradually there was light.

It was a luminous pearl, the light was weak, and it was only possible to see if there was someone standing beside it.

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...

Ling Qiong and He Mian were also sitting together, she lowered her voice and asked, "Has the elf outside left?"

"No."

Ling Qiong frowned: "They don't really intend to dig it here, do they?"

He Mian also looked around: "This is a closed space."

The cave they were in was not spacious, surrounded by rock walls, and the only exit was the collapsed place.

The elves can choose to stay outside and consume them to death.

Ling Qiong stood up and checked her surroundings.

"Junior Sister Nineteen." Jian Yi came over with some dry food: "Would you like something to eat?"

Ling Qiong was not polite either, checking the rock wall while gnawing dry rations.

The back of the rock wall is all solid, and there is no way out at all.

Jian Yi: "Junior Sister Nineteen, we won't die here, right? I'm young, so I don't want to die like this..."

Lingqiong: "Then what can you do?"

Jian Yi: "..."

He has a good idea, so why complain?

"Junior Sister Nineteen, do you have any good ideas?"

Jian Yi looked at her junior sister expectantly.

He felt that his junior sister was just lucky, and she was able to survive every desperate situation.

She must have a way!

The girl spread her hands innocently, "What can I do?"

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"What's the matter with you, is this how you Wushanju treats the people? Aren't you here to protect us?!"

The sharp shouts pierced through the cave, and the echoes were deafening.

"What are you? I want Miss Ben to protect you! This is mine. Why do you want it?"

"Oh, everyone, look quickly, you've hit someone, you've hit someone!"

"Who hit you!"

"It's you, you beat someone to death! The wizard beat someone!"

The common people and the disciples of Wushanju gradually divided into two factions.

Many of the weakest disciples are the children of famous and powerful families.