Chapter 297
The number of people in Xue Youyou's live broadcast room skyrocketed, especially after hearing the news that the other party had self-harmed. The number of people was unprecedented, and it had already surpassed Xu Lai's peak period.
Those passionate young men saw this scene and wished they could replace Xue Youyou and bear the pain for this elf-like woman.
As a woman like Xue Youyou, there were several differences, and these differences even quarreled in the barrage.
Some people sympathized, but watched coldly, which was relatively normal.
Some people accused Xue Youyou of being fickle, but their eyes were full of envy and jealousy. Seeing so many boys surrounding her and asking about her well-being, they were so jealous that they were going crazy. These people were already crazy.
There were also some extreme women who hoped that Xue Youyou would die directly. Twenty percent of them could make eighty percent of the voices and instantly made Xue Youyou's live broadcast room a mess.
It was not until later that the male compatriots argued for the right reasons to get the live broadcast room back on track.
Xue Youyou could not see all this.
Under the slightly shy eyes, there is a face that the most perfect sculptor has carved with his own hands at the cost of his life.
Between the opening and closing of the pink lips, the soft and sweet voice reached everyone's ears.
Gradually, a layer of hazy light curtain enveloped Xue Youyou herself.
At this moment, she is indeed an elf, but more like a goddess who walked out of calligraphy and painting.
"Hmm."
A muffled hum sounded, and Xue Youyou's pair of moon eyebrows lightly frowned. At the same time, a hazy and illusory figure appeared in front of her.
At first glance, the figure is also an elf, but the figure is a little short, and the face is full of wrinkles. It is obvious that he is already old.
The Dao Emperor, who has been watching Xue Youyou perform, can't help but get excited.
Is this the 26th generation saint of the elves?
As strong as the Dao Emperor is, he has never seen the rumored 26th generation saint of the elves in his relatively long life journey.
The life span of the elves is much longer than that of humans, not to mention that they live in nature, breathing wind and drinking dew without eating worldly fireworks. When they reach a higher level of strength, the length of their life is not at the same level as that of humans.
So the Emperor of Dao had only heard of the existence of such a senior.
"Youyou, why did you call me out this time?"
To the Emperor of Dao's surprise, the 26th generation saint of the elves did not show any expression of joy or excitement when she saw Xue Youyou, but instead had an ugly look on her face. She leaned on a cane with one hand and put her other hand on her waist, as if she was going to scold Xue Youyou, which surprised the Emperor of Dao and gave him a bad premonition.
"Grandma, it's like this..."
Xue Youyou was about to explain a few words, but was interrupted by the old woman impatiently waving her hand.
"Don't say anything. Didn't I tell you not to call me out unless it's absolutely necessary and your life is at stake?"
"Look at you..."
She stretched out her cane and gestured in front of Xue Youyou, and said, "You don't have any wounds on your body now, and you are not in danger of death. There are no other enemies within a hundred miles, which means you are safe. In this case, I will go back."
As she said this, the old woman looked like she was about to leave, which made Xue Youyou anxious.
"Grandma..."
Hearing that Xue Youyou wanted to say more, the old woman seemed to be irritated. She turned her head and glared at Xue Youyou, speaking word by word.
"Youyou, you are not a child anymore. I didn't say much when you were naughty in the tribe before. After all, there is no danger there. The tribe members will let you go when they know you are the saint of the elves. But now the tribe is facing internal and external troubles. I wish I could do the work of two people. I can't split myself for a moment, and you called me out like this."
"I'm here. Do you know how much harm you will cause to yourself by calling me out? The saint's blood in your body will be so thin after this time."
"If I continue to stay, the power of your saint's blood will be slowly consumed, and you will eventually become an ordinary elf. By then, my elves will give birth to the next generation of saints, and I don't know when. Can you consider yourself and the elves?"
The old woman spitted all over the place, and Xue Youyou's eyes were red. Tears kept rolling in her eyes, and she was about to cry.
The emperor felt very upset.
At this moment, he finally understood why Xue Youyou hesitated for so long before telling her this way to contact her grandmother.
It turned out that this method would consume the power of the saint's blood in Xue Youyou's body. If it lasted for a long time, she would become an ordinary elf woman, and even her life would be in danger.
More importantly,The blood of the Saint of the Elf Tribe might be in danger of disappearing, which would be a fatal blow to the Elf Tribe.
For a moment, Dao Huang hesitated. He just wanted to ask the other party a few questions, but he caused irreversible burden and damage to Xue Youyou.
Then what he did at this moment was not the same thing as the domain trauma imposed on Xu Lai.
The only difference is that Xue Youyou is the hope of the Elf Tribe, and Xu Lai is the hope of the human race.
"No more words, I'm leaving. I'm telling you that you are responsible for saving the Elf Tribe from fire and water. I didn't call you out to let you travel around, understand?"
The old woman glared at Xue Youyou fiercely.
"Grandma, I... I want to say."
This time, Xue Youyou finally raised her head bravely to face the old woman. Even though the other party's eyes made her feel uneasy, but thinking of Xu Lai's painful and listless appearance, and thinking of the days when she would never see Xu Lai in the long rest of her life, Xue Youyou felt infinite courage and determination in her heart.
Even if I was a grandmother in my lifetime, I will stand in front of Xu Lai this time.
Xue Youyou was already prepared for her grandmother to scold her and accuse her of being a saint of the elves who ignored right and wrong and neglected her duties, but she didn't expect that her grandmother just raised her eyebrows and said calmly: "Go ahead."
Xue Youyou didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly told the other party about Xu Lai's injury and told him about his value. She was waiting for her grandmother's reply with a fluttering heart.
Dao Huang's heart was also in his throat, and Ren Huang was not much better. A big man, his hands hidden under his wide sleeves were shaking constantly. If it weren't for the attention of the foreign youth on Xu Lai's side, he would have been scared by the black shadow and was a little silly. Ren Huang would definitely be exposed.
"You have grown up, Youyou, a saint of the elves, did not put the elves first, but put a man first, and asked me to save him."
The old woman looked at Xue Youyou and said.