Traitor: I like Master more after his gender change

Chapter 300 Elf King

Silent all night.

In fact, they all knew one thing in their hearts, that is, the second person without a destiny is very likely to be Haotian.

They just don't dare to be sure.

Why did Xiao Hei suddenly tell them this story?

The particularity of the Lifeless in this story includes all four of them.

Even when Xiao Hei was telling the story, his eyes were fixed on them from time to time.

They also found a reason in their hearts to comfort themselves.

For example...Master once fought with the sky.

For example...there wasn't a trace of sadness in Master's daily life, except for the time when he played the piano that day.

For example...it was just a coincidence that Master met Diefang and the others.

For example...their master only has very peaceful expectations for them.

None of the four of them could sleep that night.

We continued our journey the next day.

Along the way, Xiao Hei appeared directly above Diefang's head again. This time, for some reason, Diefang didn't dare to ask Xiao Hei about her master.

Because I was afraid that Xiao Hei would say that the second unknown person in yesterday’s story was your master.

They were rarely silent for a long time, and spent the whole time on their way.

Until Wenxin acted as if nothing had happened and asked Diefang again to fry some mushrooms for her at noon.

In Haotian's room...

At this moment, Chu Xinqiao was pouting in front of her.

"They are all out, why don't they let me kiss and hug them."

A blush appeared on Haotian's fair face.

She stood up slightly, walked in front of Chu Xinqiao, and pressed her temples tightly with both hands.

A look that hates iron not being steel.

"Hey, hey, hey! It's broad daylight now. Things like that should at least wait until the moon is high above the willows. And can you please not let your head be filled with pornographic garbage?!"

Chu Xinqiao should have followed him out.

But when it was almost time to set off, she thought that with her strength, she could just tear open space and get there in an instant, so she didn't plan to follow them.

That's why Mr. Chu stayed here shamelessly.

When they set out, Xiao Hei looked into her eyes and felt a little uneasy when he saw Chu Xinqiao.

Xiao Hei: I still don’t know what you think?

……

They had been travelling for three or four days.

Finally, they encountered the first wave of enemy blocking.

However, since Xiao Hei was leading the team this time, and due to the tight time and heavy tasks, Xiao Hei did not choose to let these Xin'an elf warriors participate in the battle.

At a casual glance, this first wave of enemies were purely planted with slave seeds and sent to die.

So Xiao Hei slowly revealed his true form, in one breath...

Burned them to death.

Bai Chen was also shocked by Xiao Hei's decisiveness and resoluteness. He was so ruthless in killing that even the karma brought by so much killing was burned up by that ball of incomparably dark flame.

The cause and effect therein were also burned to nothingness.

Terrifying, powerful, ultimate force.

The Elf King is the only true immortal left in the imperial clan.

He learned about the Xin'an attack on the day of departure.

At this time, in the magnificent hall, the Elf King stood in front of his throne and paced back and forth.

His spiritual sense locked onto the useless cannon fodder on the front line.

From his perspective, the originally clear sky suddenly darkened. The next moment, he perceived that all the slaves were burning with black flames, and then...

All dead.

His figure froze in place instantly.

He never expected that... so many elves... couldn't stop them for half a day, or even... for a few breaths.

What surprised him was that the human still took action.

They were massacred directly.

Soon, someone suddenly ran over.

"Your Majesty, the two tribes, Yuanfeng and Shen... Yuanfeng wants your... 'Emperor's Art'; Shen wants our... three thousand elven girls. If the number is not enough, we agree to use those who are still able to reproduce, and we also ask that we give them to them first before we send out troops."

Upon hearing this, the Elf King clenched his fists.

Good...what a good Yuanfeng and Shen.

damned……

He knew very well that the current imperial family could only overcome this difficulty by joining forces with the other two groups.

Otherwise... he would take his women and slaves and run away, leaving the forest where the elves live, and wait for the next opportunity in some corner of the world to fulfill his dream of becoming the Elf King.

But if that time comes, would he really be willing to leave?

He looked at the magnificent palace, at the royal chair behind him, at the naked and dull-eyed maids on both sides of him, and at the servile people below the stage.

Suddenly, he gritted his teeth.

"Hurry up and tell them that I agree to Yuanfeng and Shen's request, but I will only give Yuanfeng half of the 'Emperor's Art'. I will also only give them one thousand of the three thousand elf girls. As for the rest, we can wait until they send troops to help us through this difficult time."

As soon as he finished speaking, a treasure box suddenly appeared in his hand, and inside it was his "Emperor's Art". However, in the eyes of the people of Yuanfeng, this "Emperor's Art" was exactly the method by which his slave elves planted elf seeds.

"Go, go to the underground vault and take out the ones that are just born, until you have a thousand. Start with the youngest. Raising these elves of inferior bloodlines is also considered part of our resources expenditure."

His Highness's servile people shouted that the Elf King was wise.

Then he slowly exited the hall.

In his eyes, those elf girls with stained blood were nothing more than farmed livestock. The survival of their tribe was already in question, and it was a waste of resources to free up resources to feed them.

After he respectfully took the treasure box away, the Elf King could no longer hide his anger.

He actually did this right in front of the naked slave girl who was as white as jade...

He grabbed her neck like a chicken, and then threw her to the ground like trash.

Her face was expressionless, but red handprints had appeared on her slender neck.

Then he kicked her in the abdomen like a mad beast...

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

It was as if he was venting his anger.

He has been forced into a desperate situation.

Soon the slave was beaten to death, and his figure left the magnificent hall.

He would not risk his life, nor would he hand his life over to those who were only interested in profit, so he was preparing a way out, gathering his favorite slaves and the precious resources he held.

At the same time, Diefang felt a slight sinking in her heart as she looked at the elves being burned to ashes by the dark flames.

Their fate... was already predetermined...

Fateless people... Does that mean they have no destiny...