Xuan Yue pouted and said, "Being an Elf is so great; you can still look so beautiful at a hundred years old. I wish I could have been reborn as an Elf."
Ruo Ma smiled faintly and said, "If you were an Elf, you'd surely be the most beautiful Little Elf."
Ya Yuan had already taken flight again and said, "We should hit the road, or else everyone will start worrying if we don't return for so long."
Just then, the sound of the air being torn apart suddenly rang out. Dozens of figures surrounded them from all sides. Each of them was cloaked in black attire, revealing only their eyes. Some were holding ropes, others weapons and shields, looking fierce and aggressive. A lasso flew out from the crowd and successfully bound Ruo Ma. A tall figure in black clothes yanked it back, pulling Ruo Ma's delicate body to his side, and with a chop on her neck, she fainted away. He laughed triumphantly and yelled, "Brothers, move in fast; we've got the Elf Mage."
