1259: Talk?

Talk?

It was just that she did not expect such a terrifying problem to exist among the elves.0

After a thousand years of peace, the elves finally welcomed their own disaster. What was even more terrifying was that they did not know where this disaster came from at all.

"I am relieved to hear your words." Elder Yue smiled. For some reason, he could not treat this little fellow in front of him as an underage elf. Talking to Shen Yanxiao always made Elder Yue think that the one standing in front of him was an adult elf who had experienced the hardships of the world.

After chatting with Elder Yue, Shen Yanxiao returned to the dormitory.

An Ran waited restlessly in the dormitory. As soon as he saw Shen Yanxiao, he immediately walked over and asked worriedly, "How was it?"

"It's okay, don't worry." Shen Yanxiao smiled. Her mood was very complicated. The disaster of the elves was right in front of her eyes, and Shen Yanxiao did not want the elves of the Moonshine Tribe to be implicated.

Fortunately, the nature of the elves she had encountered in the Moonshine Tribe had not changed. They were still the same as the rumors said.

Shen Yanxiao could not be sure where the pollution came from, but among the elves she had come into contact with, besides the Moonshine Tribe, Mo Yu, the other five, Elder Yue, and He Xu, the three generals, the other elves seemed to have changed.

This was not a good sign.

Elder Yue told her not to provoke other elves as much as possible. And Shen Yanxiao naturally understood what Elder Yue meant by not finishing his words.

After the other elves witnessed Shui Ling's crushing defeat, no one dared to target her now.

Now, the only elf who would get into a conflict with her was probably Qie Er.

Qie Er was a teacher, and unlike other elves, Shen Yanxiao could not challenge him like she did to Shui Ling.

But if Qie Er continued to trip her in the dark…

Shen Yanxiao touched her chin, and an idea quickly appeared in her mind.

"An Ran, I'm going out for a while. You should rest first." Shen Yanxiao suddenly got up and rushed out without waiting for An Ran to ask any further questions.

An Ran was speechless as he looked at Shen Yanxiao's lightning-like disappearing back and sighed helplessly in his heart.

His roommate was really busy.

Shen Yanxiao walked all the way, and the expressions of the elves around her looked somewhat terrified. The news of Shui Ling's death had spread throughout the advanced training camp. Although He Xu and the others had already declared that Shui Ling's death had nothing to do with Shen Yanxiao, these elves still had a certain fear of Shen Yanxiao in their hearts.

Basically, the elves who saw Shen Yanxiao would subconsciously take a detour.

Shen Yanxiao was too lazy to care about their weak mentality. She left the dormitory area and walked towards the residence of the instructor.

Qie Er was in his room flipping through the records of the past few days. A sheepskin book recorded the situation of this group of elves. All of this was what he had accumulated on a daily basis.

Looking at Shen Yanxiao's record, Qie Er frowned slightly. While recording, Qie Er maintained a calm mind and did not criticize or maliciously belittle Shen Yanxiao.

But because of this, every growth of Shen Yanxiao was carefully recorded by Qie Er.

Looking at this line of elven text, Qie Er's expression was very serious.

Among the elves of the same period, the speed of Shen Yanxiao's progress had far surpassed that of other elves. There was even a huge gap between An Ran and Shen Yanxiao.

This was an uncrossable chasm!

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