Ibeiya’s Blood
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The appearance of dark elves was not at all inferior to normal elves. Distinguishing them from normal elves was different if one relied on their appearance alone, but the strong death energy around them could be sensed as long as one concentrated.
"Do we have beef with each other?" Xiao Lin felt that he did not know the other party.
Rather than answering, the dark eld immediately took out two short blades from behind. Poison seemed to be laced on the edge of the light blue blade. The blade's glow shone in a captivating manner, and he sneered slightly before saying, "Why do you need to ask that much? You'll understand when you go back with me."
Xiao Lin frowned in thought before asking in suspiciously, "Asabanor?"
"You're not stupid, I'll give you that."
"Damn it! That damned freak still isn't letting me go!" Xiao Lin was shocked and angry.