Chapitre 50: Meeting, Escape!

Recently, more and more Dark Elves had come to Fang Ping's place to learn spells.

Seeing this scene, Fang Ping could not help but frown. He muttered, "A storm is coming! This is bad!"

At this moment, Fang Ping seemed to smell the scent of war.

However, without knowing the reason, he could only teach seriously at this moment.

Apart from that, he could not do anything else, which made him rather depressed.

"I'm a cripple now. I can't do anything even if I want to. I wonder when I can recover?

Forget it. No matter what happens, they should be able to resolve it. There's no need for me to worry about it now!

Being able to teach them English was better than anything else. In any case, we are already in the same boat.

As long as the Dark Elves don't fall, my place is the safest place. They will protect me!"

Fang Ping knew his position in the Dark Elves very well.