The strategy of the host of fast travel depends on recklessness

Chapter 153 This Man Is Fierce and Double-Standard (18)

People who are too gentle seem to have no good results.

Under the dim sunset, countless fireballs floated in specific trajectories in the dim and ancient library to provide illumination. The silent interior made the rustling of pages turning and the calm and aging breathing of the old man become particularly clear.

"Da da da……"

The clock that has been in operation for decades is still turning its gears conscientiously, making a deep sound that grows older with the passage of time.

"What made you leave the kingdom of elves and step into the territory of humans, Your Majesty the elf king who is the same generation as our brave man." The old man in the top-ranking scarlet robe closed the book and took it off with trembling fingers. The presbyopic glasses in front of him were placed on the table beside him, and he raised his head to look at the young man whose face remained unchanged despite the passage of decades. He couldn't help sighing: "As a legend, you are noble."

It is said that this kind of saying has only become popular in the past few years. In fact, how can the people born now imagine how magnificent the scene was decades ago, with flying dragons entrenched in the sky, mermaids dominating the ocean, and being surrounded by deep forests? The elves of love, the demons blessed by the abyss, the celestials blessed by the light, the undead from hell who will not die or hurt... and so on, it is almost as long as you are willing to step out of the door and step out of the human territory. Race, there are many wonderful races in this world that the human race has not yet discovered.

And... the most terrifying, White Walkers who prey on other races.

"I want something." The elf with an indifferent and dignified expression has hair like moonlight and eyes like jade. There is no smoothness in his tone. In such a dim environment, he is like a self-illuminating body. It shines with a cold and holy radiance like the moonlight, soft but cold.

"Only what belongs to that lord, you can take whatever else you want." The old man who was once a berserk swordsman but became the strongest fire mage among the human race said slowly, his emotions were not So calm on the face.

"What I want is hers." The tall and slender elf nodded slightly, and the spar falling from the laurel wreath on her head reflected a rainbow-like brilliance under the light of the fireball.

"Your Majesty the Elf King, don't you even want to leave a single thought to me, an incompetent old man?" The old man's breathing began to become rough and rough. He is not the opponent of the elf in front of him, let alone this body that is constantly losing vitality. With an aging body, even in its heyday, he is no match for elves. The so-called attribute compatibility is also based on equal strength.

Without saying a word, the elf raised his hand covered by the long sleeves and spread it out. On it was a fire butterfly that looked like a living thing. Its flame was on and off, as if it would go out in the next second, and it was full of anger. If you gossamer, you are extremely weak.

Time seemed to be frozen, and after a long while, the old man said in a trembling voice: "Okay...you can take it, it's in the box on the top floor of the library, but this elemental creation...can you give me this wonderful thing?" No matter how useless it is, I am still a fire mage."

The elf didn't want to say anything. He just placed the fire butterfly on the fireball that had flown over and let it absorb the energy from it. Looking at the small elemental creation, the old man's serious face became more serious. Soft, the elf disappeared instantly, but after a few breaths, he reappeared holding the clean box.

"You want that man's old things, but what's the use?"

"..."

"It seems that I, a useless person like me, can't know. I'm too much to say." The old man shook his head, and looked at the elf's beautiful face, which was as exquisite as a masterpiece from heaven, and he sighed: "My lord, if you look at Do you feel gratified in the current world?" This, the world that she bears and protects alone.

The old man's voice changed: "You too, please smile more, don't let adults worry."

"I know." Before leaving, the elf said lightly: "I am different from you."

All that remained was the strongest fire mage admired by thousands of people, looking at the fire butterfly with tears in his eyes.

"Yeah...it's different."

How much time does he have left to wait for that person's return?Holding an almost humble wish, holding on to the memory of a past that was full of suffering and setbacks but with a "shine", he thought about it day and night, and his own incompetence and hatred almost all the time tormented him and destroyed him. All that is left is this broken body.

"If you still exist, you must be the only god."

The old man's murmured words disappeared in the silent library and dispersed.

Just hold on a little longer, at least you can't die before this elemental creation.

A gentle and selfless person, even if he is burned by the anger of hatred, he is still using the temperature generated by his own burning to warm and protect those around him. What kind of radiance will be in those dead blue eyes once they bloom? Beautiful scene.

What a lucky person to be able to witness.

"I'm very unlucky." After he died once, he realized that his good luck would not be all used for this rebirth and meeting that guy, right?Then it got worse and worse.

Looking at the familiar woman who was "touching porcelain" in front of his car, Yun Mo couldn't help but let out a long sigh. The day the other party had just left, he was already thinking about opening the car door and going out, putting his hands in his pockets and leaning on her. In the car: "If Pengci chooses me, that's really the stupidest thing you've ever done in your life—Miss Jiang."

"Yun, Yunmo..." Jiang Tang looked at the young man in front of him who was smiling but gave off a cold air. He was clearly looking at her, his eyes were empty, his light gray eyes were like glass The texture gives people a sense of transparency and cleanliness, which can be seen through at a glance, but when you look in, you can find that there is nothing inside.

"I have something to do, but I'm very busy. I can't be taken care of by people like you." Yun Mo looked down at Jiang Tang who was sitting in front of the car with a sinister expression, "Excuse me, get out of here. "

"Yunmo! I, I actually have something to do with you! Ah Yan, he...he has an accident, I can only ask you for help! Any misunderstanding between us will definitely be solved afterwards!" Jiang Tang thought of the past The person in front of me is tolerant of himself and asks for whatever he wants, so he has the courage to say it out, "We are childhood sweethearts! Have you forgotten? When you were young, you said you would protect me no matter what!"

"You still take your childhood jokes seriously." Yun Mo said with a sneer. He seemed to have thought of something. He grinned happily, showing his sharp canine teeth. When he was a child, his smile always made people feel... The cute and sunny little boy now gave off a creepy coldness, "Get out, or—— get run over?"

"You... you have changed... Auntie will definitely think of you when she sees your current state..." Jiang Tang was about to say something else, but was frightened into silence by the other party's sinister and violent expression. The other party seemed to be a Two-faced man, his mood changes so quickly that it's almost terrifying.

"What will happen? Tell me." Yunmo's phone vibrated, causing him to finally look away from the cold eyes, allowing Jiang Tang to breathe. She regretted coming to Yunmo for help, knowing that Yunmo suddenly hated her but She wanted to let him save Xie Jiuyan with the help of her past feelings, but she really couldn't do anything about it. She couldn't think of any other ability besides Yun Mo to help Xie Jiuyan get back the Xie family's property that was incorporated by the state because of being suspected of law.

Yun Mo looked at the phone, as if he had received some terrible news, he froze in place.

(End of this chapter)