Elf: Start Ambush Hunter

"No!" A Zhi, who had just rushed out of the bushes with his head in front of him, was in a state of embarrassment, but he didn't care. He stared blankly at the rising black mist that suddenly shrank crazily, attracting each other and condensing into a solid black dragon. The air kept roaring.The black dragon circled around several times, opened its ferocious mouth, and swallowed Jing Yuxiang, who was sitting on the altar, into the dragon's belly.A twist, straight up to the sky, no trace left, leaving only the altar full of simple and mysterious colors, emitting a faint light, gradually dimming, as if telling some story.

That soft and tranquil smile, that sincere emotion that was unmoved by external objects and completely sent and received from the heart, reflected in Aji's eyes.

At the first glance, Aji didn't need a second glance, he already knew in his heart that she was Shizuoka!That delicate attachment, that fragile look back, that helpless compromise, that deep-seated unwillingness, all appeared in her last curving arc, engraved in Aji's mind, getting deeper and deeper. deep.At the last moment of her life, she seemed to completely remove the false mask covering her face, revealing her true and vivid side.A gust of breeze blew away the lingering black fog, and a thin layer of yellow sand was spread on the altar, leaving it quietly like a ruined building that had not been used for a long time.A Zhi's face was filled with loneliness, and he allowed the little deer that was probing around to think of him as an ancient tree and circle around...

In A Zhi's mind, curtains of memories were blown by the wind...

It was the flowering season, and the salty wind gently blew on her waterfall-like black hair, stirring up continuous thoughts.

I own fantasy, pen and paper, and you.

No flowers will bloom tomorrow, only memories and memories will be left to me.

You smiled and said, "The scenery here is unique."

But, I know that you are the most beautiful figure in this world.

The most beautiful figure has the most beautiful heart to listen to.

My green onions are filled with the color of love, and my tears contain the separation of two people.

I would like to write hope in the wind, gently, without a trace.

I just want to become a quiet little fat bear, sitting on the hillside and watching you from a distance.

Let you eat fresh fruits, listen to the fresh wind, fresh hearts and fresh air.

You left like this!

But I still have infinite yesterdays, infinite memories, infinite visions, and infinite tomorrows.

Can we meet again? When can you come back?

Years are a period of waiting and waiting, and life is a sentence looking at each other from afar!

From Han Dynasty to Tang Dynasty, I met you.The sun and the moon shine brightly, day and night!From the Tang Dynasty to the Song Dynasty, when I met you, I came as soon as I called you, and you went away as soon as I waved you!

Raise your glass to the bright moon!I meet you!There are three people facing each other!I meet you!

You look forward to the spring sorrow, while I sing to the wine!I'm looking for you in the maze of time!

When I look back and smile, I feel the hatred that lasts forever.

They meet, they laugh, they part, they cry.

Our story is different from theirs, our meeting fell in love with their meeting.

There is a word here called missing, and there is a feeling called beauty.

It was a long, long and quiet alley,

I also met a girl like a lily, with a breath like a lily,

I still want to see your surprise when you look back at me,

I also want to see your incredible surprise,

I still want to see your joy,

I still want to see your big blinking eyes,

I still want to see you walking in golden Sicily,

I still want to see you follow suit step by step,

I still want to see your waving smile,

I still want to see you and me looking at the vast sea,

I also want to see you parse the long password,

I still want to see you weaving the days on the clouds,

I still want to see you holding a heavy camera,

I still want to see the wheelchair on your film,

I still want to see the secrets in your writing,

I also want to see you chatting and laughing in a frozen frame,

I still want to see you record that sweetness,

I still want to face the sea with you and talk to you about the sorrow in my heart.

I wait, on that rugged path,

Someone will meet again,

One is me and the other is you.

Gently he took out a wet roll of waxy yellow paper from his arms. He couldn't see himself clearly, and he didn't open it. He just held it in his hand, like the most devout believer, and loudly recited this song that he had prepared for a whole time. Seven years of poetry!

Some people say that there is a seven-year itch in the marriage between husband and wife. However, after seven years, Aji finally understood what he wanted!What he wanted was the throbbing of youth, and Jing Yuxiang by his side. Although he didn't know why her personality changed suddenly, but the last time he saw her, Aji knew clearly that there was a reason for all this. The reason is largely attributed to the Tokugawa family!

Although he was filled with extreme resentment, Ah Zhi did not lose his mind and planned to go on a killing spree. He stared at the sky with his deep eyes, confusion and hesitation filling his twinkling eyes. A minute later, Aji seemed to understand something. The uncertainty in his eyes receded quickly like an ebbing tide, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Kailong, let's go! Chase after me!" At this time, a full 5 minutes had passed since Jing Yuxiang was kidnapped by the black dragon. Kuailong flapped his wings quickly, turned around, and there was a sudden blow on the ground. A whirlwind of wild waves.When it swept past A Zhi, an invincible force swept up A Zhi on the ground, beating up the withered and gray branches and leaves, turning into an earthy yellow tornado, and turning into a stream of light dragging a long trail. The tail flew away in the direction the black dragon left.As for the speed, it is twice as fast as the Black Dragon!

In the belly of the black dragon, Jing Yuxiang clasped her hands together and sat cross-legged in the howling wind, her face calm and without any emotion.Suddenly, a figure flashed in her mind, and Jing Yuxiang flashed a trace of panic. A sharp sword wind flashed past. In an instant, a three-inch long gash appeared on her face, and bright red blood oozed from the wound. , soaking half of her face.

With a wry smile on her face, Jing Yuxiang spread her palms and straightened up in the turbulent belly of the dragon. She didn't care about the rapidly increasing wounds on her face. At this time, her fair face was already full of wounds. There were hundreds of wounds of various sizes. At first glance, the face that was originally so beautiful seemed like a blood-stained egg that had been cut with countless knives. It was hideous and terrifying.Drops of blood dripped from the cheeks, touching the black mist, making a scream, just like water pouring into an oil pan, emitting waves of steam.The black dragon's flying speed suddenly stagnated, and it kept rolling in the air, seeming to be suffering from great pain.

"Uh" a muffled sound sounded, and "Boom~" sounded like a big hole in a balloon when it burst. The black mist under Jing Yuxiang's feet was watered with blood and a big hole appeared. Her body suddenly descended and escaped from the shackles of the black dragon. .However, she didn't seem to notice that the black mist was sucking her blood crazily as it melted away.

There was no Poké Ball on Shizuka's waist, and a series of blood turned into continuous blood lines in the air, outlining bloody patterns.