Although I don’t know who Master Xuanhua is, no, what kind of elf.
But since he is the ancestor of the elves, he should not harm them.
As expected, Gu Yue and Mengyao both felt full after eating.
"I can't eat anymore... burp~"
"I can't eat anymore either!"
Ling Gu Yue and Mengyao looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.
"Ancestor, I can't eat anymore."
"Senior, I can't eat anymore."
At the same time, he looked pitifully at Master Xuanhua.
Master Xuanhua checked the frame containing the exploding berries, and found that more than half of them were still inside. He then felt the turbid air on the two of them, and it seemed that there was indeed nothing left.
He nodded, "That's it for today, we will continue tomorrow."
"ah?"
The two little girls were full of grievances. They dared to be angry but dared not speak. They shrank and said nothing.
At night, the two were imprisoned in a small cave in the cave. A barricade was set up at the entrance of the small cave. Master Xuanhua did not allow them to touch the bar, saying that they would be released at dawn.
Ling Guyue felt something was wrong with her body since she was locked up. It was very wrong, burning, and her mouth was particularly dry.
"Mengyao, I, I seem to be sick."
Mengyao was so frightened that she didn't know where to put her hands, "How, how could it be? I have never heard that people who cultivate immortals can get sick."
"My whole body feels so uncomfortable, it's burning, it hurts!"
Ling Guyue was already a little dehydrated at this time, and her originally delicate red lips turned pale and dried to the point of dandruff.
"I'm going to call the ancestor." Mengyao rushed to the entrance of the small cave, slapped it hard, and yelled, "Ancestor, the master is dying, come here quickly!"
If Ling Guyue is gone, she will definitely not survive. Who will help her save her people? Who will help her take revenge on Yeshi?
By then, she, the only one of the elves who had escaped, would be gone. Wouldn’t it mean that the elves would not even have the last glimmer of hope?
The more she thought about it, the sadder she became, Mengyao shot faster and harder, "Ancestor, come on! Master, she is really dying, please save her, save my master!"
Tears welled up in her eyes. Mengyao patted and chatted for a while but no one came over. She bit some of it on her fingers, and a trace of green liquid flowed along Mengyao's fingertips to Ling Guyue's lips and forcefully penetrated into her belly.
"Master, I will pass on my vitality to you, just hold on!"
If Ling Guyue died, they would all die.
She passed her life to Ling Guyue, and even if there was only the last trace of life left, as long as Ling Guyue lived, she would only be weak.
"What are you doing?!"
Master Xuanhua had just been held back by someone. After he sent the person away, he rushed over and saw Mengyao sacrificing herself to save others.
No matter how innocent the elves of the elves are, they can't be as stupid as her, right?
His ancestor is here, so he still needs her to give up her own life to save others?
Seeing Xuanhua, Mengyao smiled weakly, "Ancestor, you, you are finally here!"
Then, he passed out.
"Worry little guy!"
Master Xuanhua carried one in each hand, walked to the edge of the Ten Thousand Years Cold Pond, which he had praised for a long time, and threw the two girls into the center of the cold pond with one force.
"Just hang on. Historically, if humans are recognized by our elves, they can only be strong or weak. I have never seen a combination like yours, so weak that they can't absorb even a few exploding berries. I almost lost my life."
Ling Gu Yue's consciousness was always awake. She just felt very uncomfortable. She couldn't open her eyes and couldn't speak. At this time, she finally felt better after soaking in the cold pool.
She opened her dry lips and uttered a few words in a hoarse voice, "Thank you, senior!"
Master Xuanhua said a "hmm" without a hint of saltiness, and then left the edge of the cold pool.
(End of chapter)
