Chapter 233 Shelter

Sis looked at Lu He's scarlet eyes, his lips trembled, and he didn't dare to say no.

"Count Lu He, please follow me."

He hesitated for a moment and nodded, dragging his seriously injured body towards the center of the mountain top, his steps were slightly unstable.

Lu He shook his head, chuckled, and took out a purple-red healing potion from Mark's waist bag. After shaking it slightly, the potion immediately released rich life energy.

"Chief, here you go, your wound will heal faster."

"Such a rich plant life breath!" Sis' pale handsome face showed a look of surprise.

Half-elf is naturally close to plants, so he can naturally clearly sense the type of energy in the glass bottle.

"You know what you are talking about, drink it." Lu He smiled.

"My injury is really not serious, there is no need to waste such a good life-saving potion." Sis smiled embarrassedly.

Although his mouth was very hard, his hands still took the glass bottle honestly.

After putting the glass bottle in his arms, he continued to stagger forward.

This kind of good thing can save lives at critical moments, and Sis doesn't want to waste it casually.

He felt that he could still hold on. In addition, with Lu He, the Sky Knight, and his followers here, he didn't have to worry about the safety of the tribe for the time being, so he just had to recover slowly.

The distance was not far, but the speed was slow. It took more than ten minutes to reach the half-elf's treasure house.

This time it was finally not in the basement, but a large green tree with a diameter of more than ten meters and a length of one hundred meters. The tree was horizontally placed on the ground, and many moon-shaped runes were carved on the surface of the bark with some kind of red paint.

Because the depiction technique was very rough and the runes were not standardized, Lu He took a glance and recognized it as a warning rune.

The entrance was a stone house.

Sis said that the elder of the tribe lived inside, and he had just returned from Hongguang City with him today.

The second elder was Lloyd, and the third elder was not in the tribe, stationed at an important resource point of the half-elves.

The door opened from the inside, and a puff of black smoke suddenly spurted out. Yerrit subconsciously held a sword to block Lu He in front of him.

Cough, cough, cough...

A violent cough sounded, and an old half-elf with white hair and beard and black and gray on his face looked at everyone awkwardly.

Lu He looked at the room behind him.

Bottles and jars were placed on a wooden table, and wisps of pungent green smoke were coming out. The whole room was full of smoke, and the ceiling was full of rolling smoke, and nothing could be seen clearly.

"Earl Lu He, this is the tribe's... great elder Ralph." Sis introduced reluctantly.

Lu He nodded, not feeling very surprised.

He knew that this great elder was an unreliable wild wizard when he saw Celya's little green bow.

But Lu He was still interested. This was the second time he saw a wizard who was not a wizard.

The first time was the northern witch Sura, although Lu He had studied her thoroughly while she was unconscious.

But Sura was very cautious and never showed the witch's secrets in front of him, and only talked about irrelevant things when chatting.

"Earl Lu He, hello." Ralph rubbed his hands on his clothes casually and stretched out his hands.

Lu He looked at the unknown liquid and stains on his hands, smiled, and asked curiously without stretching out his hands: "What experiment is the elder doing?"

Ralph was stunned and said: "A medicine for treating external injuries. I just bought the formula from Hongguang City today, but I suspect that I bought a fake one. I tried it several times but it didn't work."

His dark face was still full of deep suspicion and a trace of anger after being deceived.

Lu He shook his head slightly and didn't comment.

Judging from the smell in the room, it should be caused by the forced fusion of two materials with completely opposite medicinal properties.

However, the fake formula Ralph mentioned is also possible. Lu He is not a medicine god yet. He needs to see the actual prescription or all the materials to determine whether it is true or false.

"The elder is busy first, I will help you later." Lu He smiled, "Patriarch, let's continue."

"Help me later?" Ralph wondered if his ears were deafened by the smoke and he heard it wrong.

He looked up and down at Lu He, and didn't care in his heart.

You are a sky knight who only knows how to fight without thinking. What can you do with such a wise thing?

"Elder Laful, please open the tree hole. I will take Count Luhe to find a bow and arrow suitable for him."

Laful looked at Luhe again, nodded and walked towards the inner room.

There was nothing in the inner room, only a round wooden door, on which was carved a naked male half-elf with a bow in his hand and his back to a towering tree.

Laful stood in front of the statue with a solemn expression.

He pulled up his right sleeve and pressed an oval pattern on the chest of the statue.

Snap!

A circle of green light on the wooden door slowly shook open, and then Laful pushed the wooden door open and said, "Okay, I have to continue my research on the potion experiment, so I won't accompany you."

After that, Laful hurried away, as if he didn't want to waste time, and looked very busy.

Sith smiled apologetically at Luhe and took the lead to walk into the wooden door of the tree hole.

It was spacious inside, with a white plant placed at intervals. Its leaves were oval, with jagged edges, and only the size of a thumb. It was emitting a soft white light, making the tree hole exceptionally bright.

Lu He had seen this luminous plant on the way here, and thought he had encountered some treasure, but it turned out to be an ordinary plant with no value except for its ability to glow.

There were many weapons hanging on the walls of the tree hole.

There are all kinds of bows and arrows, but they are all very small, and there are also many short swords, daggers and the like.

Lu He glanced at them and showed no interest. They were all ordinary weapons, not as good as the collection of the Soros family.

"Earl Lu He, the good stuff is at the end."

Seeing the disdainful expression on his face, Sith felt a sudden embarrassment in his heart. Feeling the breath of life emitting from the potion given by Lu He on his chest, he decided not to hide it anymore.

Keep going inside.

The quality of the weapons has also improved, and many of them are weapons with runes painted on them. The runes are exactly the same as those on Selya's bow and arrow. It can be seen that they were written by Ravel.

There are also some other items, potions, materials, strange plants, etc.

Lu He directly turned on the scanning and identification function of the Eye of Heritage and found many useful items, but most of them were duplicates of the resources previously collected in Xiangmu City.

The same valuation was done one by one, but this time he was a little overpriced. After all, it was Selya's tribe, so Lu He tried to give it a higher price within the appropriate range.

And with his quotation, Sith was as if he had received a shot of chicken blood, his waist straightened, and he no longer staggered when walking.

"The shedding of the Elf Mother Tree of Methia."

When the voice of the Eye of Heritage sounded, Lu He also stopped.

Without needing to be reminded, Lu He immediately saw a huge green bow hanging on the wall in front of him.

It is almost three meters long. The bow is extremely simple, with smooth and natural lines. Subtle tree textures can be seen on the surface. The texture is very complex and shimmers with a lavender luster.

There was a trace of joy in Lu He's eyes. He knew that the Eye of Heritage was not talking about this giant bow.

Rather, it is said that the bow body of this giant bow is part of the branches of the Messia Elf Mother Tree.

He could feel the special energy contained in the bow, an energy he had never come into contact with before. Not only was it majestic, but it also exuded a heart-stopping edge.

Just by staring, Lu He still felt like his eyes were stinging with needles, and he couldn't help but look away.

"What kind of bow is this?" Lu He asked.

"The inherited bow of the half-elf clan."

This was the first time Earl Lu He asked him, but Sith was not too surprised, because the most precious thing in the entire tree hole was the inheritance bow in front of him.

Lu He nodded and stepped forward to take off the giant bow.

His hand sank, and he almost lost his grip. It was obviously made of trees, but it gave him the feeling of being made of gold and stone.

Lu He's heart moved slightly.

The arrow-shaped runes deep in the soul trembled slightly, and wisps of extremely cold edges spit out from the runes, intertwined like silk threads, forming a perfect illusory flower.

The flowers slowly flew out from the soul and sank into the giant bow along his hand. Suddenly, a faint and inexplicable connection was created between him and the giant bow.

"I like it very much. Please give me a price."

Lu He thought for a while and said.

Mark looked at the owner of the house in surprise. This was the first time he saw the owner of the house be so generous and even let the other party make an offer.

"No money, not even a gold coin."

And Sith's answer surprised him even more.

"Clan leader! You can't give it to him!" Yue Ling, who had been following silently, became anxious when she heard this.

Because she knew very well that this bow had extraordinary significance to the half-elves.

Selya didn't speak, but she also frowned.

She recalled that when she first learned archery as a child, the great elder took them to worship this bow and arrow.

Sith shook his head slightly, sighed deeply, and said slowly:

"Earl Lu He, although this bow is the heritage bow of the half-elves and the most precious item of my Laurel Tribe, I can give it to you for free at my discretion."

"My only request is that you and your Soros family can protect our Laurel Tribe."

Yue Ling was silent, lowered her head in depression, and stopped talking. She knew what the clan leader meant.

The look in Sith's eyes was extremely complicated.

When the half-elf clan split up, their tribe got this inherited bow.

It's a pity that no one can use it so far. It can only be hung here as a decoration. The symbolic significance is far greater than the actual significance.

If he had a choice, he certainly didn't want to give the Bow of Heritage to Lu He like this.

But he had no choice. Although he had only been in contact with Lu He for a few hours, he knew that he was a person who seemed gentle on the surface, but was actually extremely domineering and ruthless.

He didn't have the courage to refuse because he was not alone.

Moreover, the current situation of the tribe is not optimistic. Even if it is not given to Lu He, it may be forced to give it to others in the future.

Since he couldn't keep it anyway, he might as well give it to Lu He in exchange for the protection of a heavenly knight for the tribe.

"Okay." Lu He smiled and nodded in agreement.

He has long regarded the mountain at his feet as his territory, and these half-elves are naturally his people.