The Descendants of Wudang In Another World

The Elf Forest is a very old woodland. The trees here have a very long life span and generally grow very tall, with an average height of less than 80 meters. Biologists on earth believe that the most fierce competition between each other for space is not carnivorous animals, but plants of all kinds. It was a silent battle, and under the quiet and peaceful atmosphere, there were hidden struggles between life and death.

These ancient trees with a life span of several hundred years, in order to survive and to destroy the enemy, they spontaneously grow dense canopies, forming a sea of ​​green leaves that cannot be seen by the naked eye, attracting the sun to be clean, in their canopy. There is almost no light to reach below, naturally, except for a thick layer of fallen leaves, it is difficult to see a few weeds.

The dark environment may be troublesome for ordinary people, but for this team, it is not difficult.

Both the elves and the forest centaur have dark vision, the dragon Huaihua has real vision, and after Zhang Hao has immortal power, there is not much difference between night and day for him. When he reached his level of ability and state, he was not only looking at it with his eyes, but also had a mysterious feeling. Even if he closed his eyes, he knew what was in the vicinity 20 meters away.

A large group of forest centaur, eighteen elves, plus a humanoid dragon, and a human being disguised as an elven rushed like wind in the dim forest without making much noise. Zhang Hao's light work, Huaihua's floating magic, and the elves' swift movement in the wind were all quick actions with minimal movement, but the centaur race's wild rush made Zhang Hao see it inexplicably.

The average height of centaur is more than two meters, and the weight is at least 80 kilograms. But when they are running at full strength, their four hooves fall on the thick fallen leaves. It stands to reason that this weight will be left on the soft rotting leaves. There were deep hoof prints, but the situation was the opposite. At that moment, as if the weight of the centaur had disappeared, their feet only brought up a few light and dry leaves.

Zhang Hao remembered that two or three days ago, the forest centaur's charge in front of the sanctuary was truly earth-shattering, breaking through the mountains and cracking rocks. At this moment, it feels different, as if the extreme movement suddenly became extremely quiet.

Zhang Hao is observing the Centaur, but Monica is observing him with interest. The vision of the Elf Ranger is also ranked among all races, and she can see Zhang Hao’s expression in the dark as well. Clearly.

Seeing him seemingly puzzled, Monica ran, and leaned over and asked, "His Royal Highness, you seem to rarely see a centaur?"

"Indeed." Zhang Hao nodded.

Generally speaking, adult elves are about two hundred years old. In the past, the two races have a very good relationship. In any case, you should have dealt with the Centaur race. Although there are doubts in your heart, the identity of the other party is noble, Monica I didn’t intend to ask, but smiled and said, “If it’s the first time I’ve seen you, it’s really strange. I remember when I was a child, I saw a centaur with such a tall body, and there was no sound when I ran, even without using magic power. It feels weird without supporting it with grudge."

"So you had this kind of question?"

Sure enough! For the first time Monica appeared in Zhang Hao as an elf. When she was around Ann, she went to investigate. As a result, there was no such person in every branch of the clan, that is to say, it was after the mother tree was healed. , He just appeared. In other words, Luo Ye already existed, but because of the serious illness of his mother tree, he could not appear in this world. In this way, he is actually a child, no wonder he is so curious about everything, even the most common flowers and plants in the sanctuary can arouse his interest.

Because I believe too much. Mother tree, Ann. Monica’s analysis was misguided. She smiled gently and said: “Yes, I asked my elders later, and then I realized that it was the talent of the forest centaur clan, which can make their bodies become better when they act. It is light and reduces unnecessary physical exertion. When fighting, you can gain weight and increase their destructive power in charge, but it will not cause any harm to the body."

In the dim forest, running around a tree in a rush, the distance between the two has always been about 30 centimeters, Monica's forehead has been slightly sweaty, but Zhang Hao is still calm and waiting: "Half-and-half. As far as the Centaur race is concerned, it's really a practical talent."

"Of course." Monica looked at the centaur patriarch who led the way, and continued: "The intelligent race that can survive in this world, the talents and abilities are very beneficial to her own race."

"Huh, it's just a little talent, what's the use!"

There was a bitter and mean voice from the rear. The two looked back and saw that it was Huaihua who had been floating in the rear hearing the two talking. In view of the pride of the Dragon Clan, she couldn't help but ridicule the two. Of course, in the Dragon Clan. In the eyes, apart from the Protoss, there is really no other race that can enter the eyes of their law.

The patriarch of the forest centaur, who had been running a hundred meters away in the front, suddenly turned his head, glanced at Huaihua, and then closed his gaze back, as if nothing had happened.

I know that your dragons are powerful, and the dragons are strong, but you are not the same as the mount of our people. Monica thought maliciously in her heart, but her expression was well controlled, and she didn't show what she was thinking.

Zhang Hao just smiled at this. Every race has its own personality characteristics. He doesn't want to care about it, and he can't care about it. Huaihua is just trying to benefit from the tongue. She has become a mount dragon with arrogance. , It is inevitable that her heart will be depressed, and it is good to let her vent a little.

With such a small episode, Zhang Hao and Monica stopped talking and drove behind the centaur. Originally, the distance between the sanctuary and the centaur tribe was about two days, but after marching down so quickly, he arrived at his destination just before night.

Even though the Centaur is the race that is best at traveling far, it is still exhausted under this intensity of march. Although the wind sprint of the elves is cost-effective, it is slightly inferior to the Centaur in durability. Seventeen The members of Chen Xihua's team were too tired to catch their breath, and were all sweaty and sour. Monica is slightly better, but also sweaty.

In the field, only Zhang Hao, Huaihua and Ulugala looked relaxed and relaxed.

The forest centaur tribe is located in a small grassland. Although they are accustomed to forest life, the nature of the centaur still likes the endless green grass. So they artificially opened up such a clearing in the forest, and then transplanted some of their favorite grass plants.

Compared with the wicker house unique to the elves, the wood-framed and grass-roofed houses of the forest centaur make people feel a sniper natural and primitive atmosphere. The centaur are not good at magic, they are more proficient in fighting spirit. However, the centaur have a unique racial profession, the Centaur Prophet.

Like the orcs, because they have less cultural heritage and have not experienced the age of the gods, they rarely believe in any divine residence, but strongly worship their ancestors. This strong willpower produced a profession similar to the orc shaman sacrifice, the centaur prophet.

Orcs use the singular abilities produced by ancestor totem worship to lead all the orcs in the direction of advancement, while centaur prophets use timeless prophecies to support the survival of the entire race.

The forest centaur is very comfortable because of its alliance with the elves, but the life of the grassland centaur is much more miserable. On the one hand, they have to resist human hunting, on the other hand, they also have friction with the orcs from time to time to survive. Later, the centaur prophet played a great role in it.

However, the good days of the forest centaur seem to have been affected.

When Monica, Zhang Hao, Dawn Flower Squad and others entered the tribe behind the centaur, they found that the surrounding environment was a mess. In some places, there were some blackened blood stains that had not been washed away, and they came from time to time. With faint crying, many centaur saw Monica and other elves, and gradually surrounded them.

Anger, hatred. Looking at the red eyes on Zhou and Monday, no matter how good the Chenxihua team's heart is, they can't help but start to change their complexion. Monica looked around for a while, approached Zhang Hao, and said: "It seems that what the centaur patriarch said is mostly the truth. This time it's troublesome, maybe the two clans may break."

Zhang Hao also frowned, not because he felt troublesome, but because he was worried for An: "Will that affect Sister An?"

"Probably not." Monica smiled bitterly: "But I don't think my mother wants this to happen~www.readwn.com~Zhang Hao sighed softly: "Then let's do our best, we must Find out the real culprit, just talk about it if you need it. "

Monica nodded slightly, and then she sighed slightly. Looking at the current situation, this matter was more difficult than she thought.

There are more and more centaurs surrounding them, and more and more centaurs are carrying weapons in their hands. Standing not far from Zhang Hao, Huaihua looked upset at the centaur group around him staring at him. In order to facilitate tracking and reconnaissance, Zhang Hao asked her to suppress her own magical fluctuations. Now she looks like an ordinary human magician, which is very unaccustomed to her who has always used force to frighten the enemy.

"Patriarch, are they murderers handed over by the elves?"

A voice full of hatred and pain rang out, and the centaur that surrounded them took a step forward with a fierce and frantic murderous aura. The centaur with weapons even raised the sword in his hand.

The expressions of the elves changed drastically, and Monica raised her brows, but Zhang Hao had a calm face, like a windless lake with clear water.

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