"Ao", the black panther's howling howl still echoed in the valley, but the green figure that was driving the black panther had already left with the wind, stepping on the still-warming sandy land, disappearing under the rising moonlight, leaving only the faint fragrance of flowers, which was still coiled around the tip of Pannis' nose, and refused to dissipate for a long time.

Panis held a cactus thorn in his mouth, lying on the rough gravel ground on his back, looking at the red blood moon Lilith's dazed background, subconsciously pressing her left hand to her face, gently sniffing the base of her left ring finger. There was no trace left on the surface, but if you smell it carefully, no matter whenever the whole finger is surrounded by a faint fragrance. I don't know whether the source of this fragrance is a life-sharing ceremony that is rare in a thousand years, or the green hair that has turned into energy and blended with Panis.

"Crash", the sound of gravel, Panis sat up suddenly, grabbed his head irritably, crossed his legs and looked down at the several items placed in front of him.

The short hair bow handle has been readjusted, and the feel of holding it becomes more comfortable. Several figures of fresh blood marks were left on the cloth strips wrapped around the grip. The blood marks also had the fragrance of flowers, indicating the identity of the blood mark owner. Trying to activate the magic circle on the hair bow, the energy-formed bow body and bow string immediately ejected from the grip. Whether it is the popping speed or the energy consumed, there are obvious improvements compared to before.

On one side of the bow of hair, a thick hundred-layer box was also placed on the ground, opening a gap, and surging energy rushed towards the face. The essence of energy was soft, but sufficient energy formed a strong impact force, making people unable to help but want to retreat and avoid. The energy was a green feather arrow with a length of forearm. The arrow was simple in appearance and looked no different from ordinary arrows. If it weren't for the surging divine power that flowed continuously, no one would believe that this inconspicuous arrow was a magic weapon that had made all races and even many gods scared for thousands of years. The hunting arrow made by the hunting goddess Artemis himself. It can be seen that the hunting arrow had been wiped and maintained by people. The wooden arrow body and arrow were not stained with dust. The sharpest tip of the arrow was obviously woody, but it exuded a metallic luster.

Panis's long sword was placed in the leather sheath and pressed it on the hundred-layer box at random. This one that has been with Panis for more than a hundred years has long been out of date, whether it is the hilt or the leather sheath. However, when you look at the long sword, you can see that the leather sheath has been carefully cleaned by the special cleaning liquid for cleaning the leather and has become clean. Although it still cannot cover up the old visual effect, such old age gives people a sense of vicissitudes of history. It is no longer as before, and all you can feel is shabby.

Even the cloth strips on the hilt of the sword were re-wrapped. The ragged cloth strips that had turned gray and black turned into brand new emerald green cloth strips, densely wrapped around the metal sword hilt, leaving no gap. For a swordsman, the handle of the long sword is very important, especially the cloth strips wrapped on it, which will directly affect the feel of the sword, and then have a subtle impact on the combat power. Therefore, every sword master has his own habit of winding methods and will not easily let others contact.

This work must be done by himself. But this time, when Panis held the hilt of the sword, he found that the feeling from his palm was no different from the hilt of his own. He felt so handy when touching every skin on the hilt of the sword, which made him feel like he had done it himself. He raised his hand and pulled out the long sword. The sharp sword edge exuded a cold air, and the sharp sword edge was obviously shining, like a poisonous snake hidden in the scabbard, illuminating his sharp fangs.

Panis sighed, and could only smile bitterly at all. The sudden change from passive to active made him feel heavy pressure in his heart. Unlike the girls of Nelli's Adventure Group, Flar's attentiveness made him even more at a loss. Moreover, for the relatively simple girls of the Adventure Group, Panis, who has rich experience in all aspects, can predict their behavior in advance through analysis, but for His Majesty Flar, who has been entrenched in the throne queen for nearly two hundred years, Panis can only do laughter and cry.

Especially, when recalling the smile that Her Majesty the Queen disappeared into the twilight while riding her beast companion on her own, Panis had the urge to stand up. That smile was so weird. It was not the Flar in love, not the gentle, shy, emotional smile, but the noble, reserved smile of the 800,000 elves, as if everything was under control.

As for why Flar left such a smile before leaving, Panis didn't know, nor did he want to know at all. Anyway, he knew in his heart that no matter what the reason was, it would not be so pleasant for him.

"Puff." Panis spit out the cactus thorns biting in his mouth and muttered: "Whether there is any conspiracy, can it be more troublesome than it is now? No matter what, just do it."

As it turns out, some.

When he muttered and opened the last small leather bag left on the ground, even his wry smile froze on his face, because he saw clearly what was inside the bag. The leather bag was very small, only the palm of the child about ten years old, and the things in the bag were very common, just a few plants. It just happened that he knew all these seeds, and in the forest adventure many years ago, he learned the key skills to identify these seeds from Flar.

There are only four seeds in total, two common, and two uncommon. The two common ones are called sativa trees and water-drawing trees. From the name, we can see that one fruit can be eaten as food, and the trunk is rich in water. Both tree species are applied with plant magic unique to the elves. After planting, they can grow rapidly in any environment and enter the maturity stage in two days. If the environment is too harsh, the plant will wither quickly after maturity and eventually return to death. However, when all supplies are exhausted, with these two trees, Panis can support it for more than ten or even dozens of days.

If these two plants are just to ensure adequate supply, then the third God-given seed can provide Penis with a solid defense base in an empty environment. With this base, even if it is siege, Penis can have a great chance to escape from danger.

As for the fourth, while recognizing the fourth tree species, Panis's face changed drastically. He tied his bag tightly and put it tightly as if he had seen a ghost. He hurriedly put everything away like running away. He ran out of the valley as fast as possible and stepped onto the magic motorcycle. He roared away from the valley, leaving only a muttering like a blame and a touching mutter.

"Do you dare to give such things to others. Do you want to be impeached by the Presbyterian Church?"
Chapter completed!