In a trade zone, in a dilapidated house, one old and one young are talking.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

A very ugly little girl was crying.

She looked at the old man lying on the straw mat, dying and ready to die.

This old and a young man are the members of the two disaster tribes.

The old man looked dying, and his eyes were constantly flowing with black blood, and he couldn't stop him.

He said in a weak voice: "I'm almost out of my way. The curse has eroded my origin and can't last long."

"You are different. You have a great future. You must shoulder the mission of our clan's inheritance. Get rid of bad luck and break the curse and it will all fall on you."

"Ahem..."

The old man said and coughed violently, and a large stream of blood kept gushing out of his eyes, and the dark blood contained a strange aura.

It is the breath of cursed, with an ominous aura. Once it is contaminated, no matter who it is, it will definitely suffer.

"Grandpa... don't die..." The little girl was heartbroken and cried loudly.

Her tears were very strange, and there was a trace of black air, like a kind of cursed tears, with a terrible power.

The old man said angrily: "Don't cry, your tears carry a powerful curse, which can easily bring about death."

"You must remember that those terrible demons who feed on curses will eat you without hesitation once they see you."

Speaking of this, the old man's aura has gradually weakened and he will die at any time.

He suddenly supported himself, and a stream of black mist appeared all over his body.

"Listen, you are the only one who is a disaster tribe in this world. Perhaps only one person can untie the curse on you."

"After I leave, you will find a way to get close to that human boy. Even if you give everything, you must stay by his side. Only he can untie the curse on your body, awaken the blood of bad luck, and recreate the supreme glory of the disaster clan."

puff!

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man's body suddenly collapsed, turned into a smear of black smoke and rose into the air, and finally dissipated in nothingness.

He died and disappeared.

"Grandpa..." The little girl cried sadly.

The last tribe and only relative in the world disappeared in this world, and the real smoke disappeared and was destroyed.

...........

In the main temple, Mu Fan met the elf princess Aolan in the hall.

"Olan has met the adults."

When he saw Mu Fan, Aolan gave a graceful salute.

Mu Fan walked over with a smile and said, "You're welcome, you and I are friends, just call me Mu Fan, there's no need to see you like this."

"Mu Fan..." Oran said aloud and smiled crisply: "For formal introduction, my real name is Oran Quilde, the natural elves, and he is two hundred years old this year."

"puff!"

Mu Fan sprayed out a mouthful of tea, almost spraying it on Aolan's face, and touched his nose awkwardly.

Two hundred years old, I'll go.

He felt speechless. The lifespan of alien races was too long. It felt like eating hundreds or thousands of years.

"Puff..." Looking at Mu Fan's appearance, Aolan burst into laughter and explained: "Don't be surprised. Our elves generally have a lifespan of more than one thousand years, two hundred years old, but it is just equivalent to the eighteen years of you humans. You have just grown up."

"I just had my coming-of-age ceremony last year." Mu Fan understood this explanation.

But after thinking about it, what is wrong. How can it be compared with the age of eighteen? The two cannot be compared with each other?

You have lived for two hundred years, and even a pig is much stronger than an eighteen-year-old human.

Can humans compare with just eighteen years of learning and practicing for two hundred years?

Mu Fan shook his head with a wry smile, no longer tangled with this issue. The elves have a long life span, so who makes ordinary humans short life span?

However, after practicing, human lifespan and strength will greatly improve. In fact, there is no difference between being in a turn. Living for a long time does not mean that you are very strong.

Some living creatures are not very strong.

"By the way, what's wrong with you coming to me this time?" Mu Fan changed the subject.

I saw Auran saying with a smile on his face, "I came here just to tell you that I am leaving and returning to the Elf Clan."

"Are you going back?" Mu Fan nodded in a clear way.

Oran whispered: "Yes, I've been out for a long time and I have to go back. As a friend, I'm here to say goodbye to you."

"Do you need me to send you?" Mu Fan nodded and asked.

She shook her head: "No, I have a special way to go back."

"Three months later, it will be the birthday of my mother's mother. I hope you can come." Aolan said as she looked at Mu Fan seriously, full of expectations.

Mu Fan agreed without thinking: "Don't worry, I will definitely go then, but how I want to go, I don't know where your home is."

"That's the second thing I've come today."

Aolan smiled and took out a green leaf and handed it to Mu Fan.

"What is this?" Mu Fan was stunned, a leaf?

But it feels different as soon as you take over it. This is not an ordinary leaf.

Sure enough, Auran explained: "This is a leaf of the tree of life, representing an identity of the elves and the only proof of entering the natural forest of the elves."

"You hold it, and you can directly teleport to the Elf Forest if you crush it. At that time, I will come to pick you up according to my breath sense."

Mu Fan understood Aolan's explanation.

No one knows where the elves are.

But with the leaves of the tree of life, it can be directly transmitted, just like a direct ticket to go directly to the territory of the elves.

"So that's it." Mu Fan nodded and put away the leaves of the tree of life.

"Then I'll say goodbye."

Oran said as he got up and prepared to leave.

Mu Fan also stood up, looked at the elf princess in front of him, and smiled and said, "Are you leaving now? Then I'll give you a try."

The two left the hall together and walked out from inside. They happened to be seen by creatures from other forces and the strong men.

Seeing the Elf Princess and Mu Fan walking out talking and laughing, their relationship was close, many creatures showed a look that was indeed like this.

They guessed in their hearts that Aolan, Mu Fan, an elf, and a human, must have a secret relationship.

"It's fun now."

"I heard that a young Sea King from the Sea King tribe wanted to marry the Elf Princess."

On the street, there were many biological creatures talking and excited.

I saw a creature with long tentacles saying, "From my view, the sea king is destined to be a tragedy."

"good!"

This statement attracted the approval of many creatures.

A short, dark creature said, "Our adult is a real murderer, who has killed more than a demigod."

Speaking of this, his proud expression was obviously a fan of the road, and he had a fanatical admiration for Mu Fan.

No matter what race, strong people will be respected wherever they go.

"They are talking about you."

Mu Fan heard the discussion around him and looked at the elf princess with a red face next to her strangely.

She immediately explained in panic: "Don't listen to them nonsense. I've never seen any Aquaman, let alone this."

"Don't be nervous, it's not a big deal." Mu Fan laughed silently.

This little princess of the Elf tribe is so nervous. Are you afraid that he will misunderstand?

Mu Fan was in a strange mind, and the two of them became much awkward for a moment and stopped talking.

Soon, Oran returned to the Elf Hotel and happened to see a large number of elves waiting here, the leader of an old elves.

The old elf's face changed slightly when he saw Mu Fan and Aolan come back together.

"Princess, it's time for us to leave."

It had to remind Oran that it was time to go.

Aolan looked up at Mu Fan and whispered: "Mu Fan, I have to leave. In three months, I remember to come. I will wait for you in the Elf King City."

"Okay, one word is certain."

Mu Fan nodded and made a promise, and indeed wanted to go to the Elf Clan to take a look.
To be continued...