Elf Sword Dance

At the moment when the words fall...

A beam of light that seemed to go through the heavens and the earth suddenly appeared.

In the shining brilliance, a pair of holy wings spread out gently, a pair of small and exquisite jade feet were exposed naked with stockings, and a graceful figure gradually emerged.

Although she could not see her pupils, hair color, and skin color from the front, her appearance was undoubtedly shocking to everyone, including the violent rock elf.

The light and shadow gradually dissipated.

The moment Xue Linyou saw her, she couldn't help holding her breath.

What kind of beauty is that.

The beautiful face that cannot be described in words, and the pure blue long hair like an ice waterfall scattered behind her, gently rolling with the breeze, those eyes that seem to be able to accommodate everything in the world, Every time you look at it, you can't help but fall into it.

(she……)

(Is it a legendary angel?)

Xue Linyou suddenly had such an idea in her heart.

But that's not to blame him for thinking so.

after all……

The appearance of this lady who looks like an angel is quite shocking, let alone.

"I am - Crosso, one of the three goddesses in charge of the future destiny, and also a holy spirit wandering outside the laws of this world."

As if receiving the question raised in Xue Linyou's heart, Crosso suddenly said with a smile.

(The three goddesses in the future?)

(Holy spirits wandering outside the laws of this world?)

(Then this...)

(Does that mean we can rely on her for a while?)

With such doubts in mind, Xue Linyou couldn't help worrying about gains and losses at this moment.

There may be a glimmer of hope in running, but if it stops, the lives of him and Muir are completely in the hands of the elf lady who claims to be one of the three goddesses.

"Trust me, Xiaoyou."

Although she didn't look back at the struggling expression on Xue Linyou's face, Miss Crosso still persuaded her in a relatively relaxed tone: "I won't hurt you, or say..."

I should talk to you like this, will you be completely relieved?

(And... is this kind of sound that only two people can hear?)

Feeling a little shaken, the six-year-old Xue Linyou finally couldn't hold back and asked: "Who are you? Why can you be in..."

That's because you are my master.

The wings fluttered slightly, and Crosso instantly appeared beside Xue Linyou and Muir, and then she picked up the two without hesitation and flew out diagonally.

next moment……

A rough rock arm, with an extremely ferocious force, slammed into the place where the three of them stood before.

The terrifying destructive power makes people smack their tongues.

(If Miss Crosso hadn't rescued me before, Muir and I would have been two dead bodies by now?)

While thinking about it with such lingering fears, Xue Linyou whispered with a blushing face: "Thank... Thank you."

"Xiaoyou, you don't need to thank me at all, because..."

The voice paused for a while, and Croso hugged the waists of the two people tightly with her hands, and then her figure suddenly accelerated, and even her voice became a little muddy: "I...but...you The...the contract spirit...ah..."

"call!"

Another heavy blow, the rock elf tried to intercept Miss Crosso unsuccessfully, and in the end only got a little bit of wind.

Seizing the clumsy neutral position of the rock elf, Crosso found an opportunity to put Xue Linyou and Muir in a safer area, and then slowly spread out the wings, and the figure leaped into the air again.

"It's just a rock elf that has gone berserk, yet he dares to show off his force in front of me."

A voice that was so calm that it made people feel a little scared came out of Miss Crosso's mouth. She stretched out one hand horizontally, and a long sword full of rays of light quietly appeared in her hand.

"You stupid rock elf, who dares to throw a fist at me and my lord, this is a crime of great disrespect to the gods, and I, Closso, hereby condemn you for the crime, purify!"

Finished.

Crosso's right hand holding the lightsaber did not know when it had already stood in front of his chest, and then a sword was swung down...

There is no sound.

There is no large-scale destruction.

only……

It's just the moment when the sword light touches the rock spirit...

It collapsed silently.

Together with its rage, its unwillingness, and the remorse of the loser, gradually, gradually, disappeared.

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