Holy Light, This Elf is Worth a Hammer

Feng Xian has a stomach ache expression on her face. Regarding Cang Xiang in front of her, she really doesn't know whether she is stupid or natural, or maybe both, but she can be called stupid. Naturally, but it can make Xue Shi so angry that he died violently.

The most hateful thing is that this guy's force value is the ceiling of this world, do you know it?

It was the kind that could kill tens of thousands of people with a single strike.

"It's said that your memory is so bad that you forget me too."

"Ah, that's impossible... No matter how bad my sister's memory is, she can still remember people who exude dozens of gods and beasts every day. A guy like you has only seen you in this life." One..." Cang Xiang smiled and waved his hands with a proud expression, "And even if I forgot, I still keep a diary every day, my amnesia is only intermittent, and I can still remember some familiar memories of."

"Where's your diary..."

"Of course it's here..." Cang Xiang's face froze suddenly and then he slapped his thigh fiercely: "Damn! Where's my sister's diary!"

"Just let your memory go." Xue Shi covered her face and couldn't bear to read it any more. "By the way, that fellow Zangmarante is also true. How could he rest assured that his idiot sister ran out?"

"Zangmarante... This name seems a little familiar." Cang Xiang nodded his chin lightly with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Boom." Xue Shi thumped her head on the table, not wanting to speak.

"All in all, before my sister cures her forgetfulness, I'm determined to follow you." Cang Xiang sat down next to Fengxian familiarly. The three thousand silver wires were scattered around him, picked up the jam and bread on the table and went to Mouth stuffed.

"Oh... this is delicious too... Sure enough, the life of the rich is different. Usually, I can only steal the dry food of those adventurers. Sometimes it is still rotten. It's really miserable." While eating, Cang Xiang shared bitterness with Fengxian and the others. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the cure for amnesia was fake, and eating and drinking together was probably her ultimate goal.

Cang Xiang's amnesia comes from the original trauma, which is the same as the scar on the needle bee. It is caused by trauma after losing the protection of the law, and general treatment methods are useless to it.

Feng first lifted up the pale silver thread, while the latter covered his left ear sensitively, pouted his mouth: "Don't you know that it is a dirty thing to explore women's privacy?"

"It's nothing, I just want to brush your hair out of habit. I feel a little uncomfortable looking at it in a mess."

It is undeniable that Feng Xian is a long-hair addict, and also has a little obsessive-compulsive disorder and cleanliness. Seeing Cang Xiang's relatively sloppy performance, he couldn't help but brought a comb, "What about your braids."

"It's too much trouble, I'm too lazy to tie it up."

"Then why don't you cut it all off? It's better to take care of short hair."

"That won't work. Only women with fluttering long hair are more feminine. You're a tomboy who knows a basket."

There is one thing to say, Cang Xiang's skill in making snow with Qi is simply amazing. When Snow almost jumped up in anger and flattened Cang Xiang's chest, Feng Xian pulled Cang Xiang back. He got out of the seat and took out a comb to comb Cang Xiang's weaving.

"You will too?"

"I barely learned it in Hawaii, to prevent my wife from using hair as an excuse to stay out at night." Feng Xian replied casually, combing Cang Xiang's hair with his hands.

Facing Feng Xian's nonsense, when Cang Xiang reacted, a warm palm was already attached to her head, and she was combing her messy hair. However, there was an inexplicable coolness that soothed the aching wound.

"It really left a big scar." The first time I saw Cang Xiang's body, Fengxian found that she was missing half of an ear. Even Cang Xiang, who is carefree on the surface and calls herself a sister, is ashamed to let people know about the incomplete physical features. The troublesome long hair is probably a disguise to cover the lost half of the ear and the wound next to the ear.

Feng Xian has no way of knowing how fierce the battle Cang Xiang has been through to make her fall from a first-line beast to the end, and he is not interested in knowing, anyway, he has raised many wonderful beasts, one more Cang Xiang is not too many Quite a few, the holy light concentrated on Fengxian's hands. Although this level of strength is just a drop in the bucket, it can also alleviate some of the opponent's sequelae.

Slowly weaving Cang Xiang's braids, Cang Xiang, suffering from an old head injury, couldn't help closing his eyes comfortably, enjoying the rare tranquility, and when he opened his eyes again, Fengxian had already tied Cang Xiang's braids. hair.

In order to cover the disability on Cang Xiang's ears, Feng Xian deliberately combed the upper half of Cang Xiang into a bob hairstyle that can cover the ears, and then braided the excess hair into a twisted braid that facilitated his "movement" and curled it around his body forward.

Although this hairstyle is more or less dangerous, but she is a level 95 boss after all, Feng Xian doesn't think she will die from this flag so easily.

"It's really a pair of gentle hands. It's no wonder they are favored by so many elves." Cang Xiang caressed the hair that Feng Xian had braided for him, showing a warm smile, his eyes were clear and even full of wisdom.

"Well... well... just by the way." Feng Xian scratched his cheek and laughed, suddenly he was not used to Cang Xiang who seemed to have changed into a different person in front of him.

It's as if a naughty kid suddenly turned into a quiet student with excellent academic performance.

"Thank you..." A quiet and mysterious smile appeared on Cang Xiang's face, "This may be my fate guided by the sword."

Cang Xiang stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Feng Xian's head, Feng Xian looked astonished.

·【Ding——Congratulations, you have won the favor and blessing of the King of Swords. Your favorability with fairies has increased. When you are attacked by fairies, your damage will be reduced by 20%】

·【Ding——Congratulations on completing the achievement Friendship with the Legendary Elf. The current completion progress——12? 】

·【Obtain Celia's Brilliant Lucky Gift Box · 1】

Reminder: The number of unopened boxes is currently 3.

"Huh? Huh?"

"What?" The smile on Cang Xiang's original face disappeared and was replaced by a foolish face, he quickly withdrew his palm and looked down at his braid, his pretty face flushed slightly.

"To tell you the truth, otherwise, you'd better follow my sister."

"..."

Chapter 529 Imperial Capital - Dragon Glory City

——Blackwood City

In a relatively luxurious house, a gray-haired old man stood by the bed worriedly. This person was Li Zheng, the dean of Blackwood College, also Li Hao's father.

As a legend of the generation of Blackwood City, Li Zheng is also a poor man. As a scientific researcher, he devoted his whole life to his profession. He married late and had children late. He was even in his 50s when his son was born. He died, and his wife also left in order to carry on the family line for him with dystocia.

He was old enough to have a son, and he was a single parent. Although Li Zheng could strictly discipline the students in the academy, he didn't know what to do when facing his only son. Perhaps to prevent his son from repeating his own mistakes, he He didn't ask Li Hao to continue on the road of scientific research like him, but hoped that he could live a happy life.

However, his overindulgence has cultivated his stubbornness and arrogance, and finally he kicked to the iron plate and kicked himself to pieces.

"Hey..." The female doctor in charge of the treatment in the city wiped the cold sweat off her brow, and finally put down her hands helplessly.

"Doctor Qian...how is my son? Can he be cured?"

"..." The middle-aged female doctor surnamed Qian sighed again. The doctor was kind-hearted, and she really didn't want to tell this cruel reality to the late old man.

"There are 8 fractures in the whole body. The positions of the arms and legs are okay. They are just ordinary fractures. It will be fine with a little treatment and recuperation for a month. But the problem is other parts." Dr. Qian paused He finally said: "The difference between these two places is that the joints of the ten fingers of the son's hands have been completely shattered, and there is no possibility of recovery. This is not the key point, but the key point is the spine of the son."

"Obviously the assailant has a certain understanding of medicine and knows where to strike is the most ruthless but not fatal. The spine is the most important part of the human body. The upper part of the spine supports the skull, the lower part connects the hip bone, and the middle part attaches the ribs. Sex shattered all the three key connection points, and the opponent even used some powerful medical skills to heal a small part while shattering, and glued the shattered spine back together indiscriminately. A little bit, it can be regarded as barely guaranteeing the normal survival needs of the son."

"treat?"

"...Yes, it's a treatment. It's a very bad method, and it's something that can only be done by those who are also supporting professions. If we compare broken bones to puzzles, we can still glue them back together after some time. Yes, but if these broken pieces of the puzzle are fused together in some form, even we can't put it back together, unless we interrupt it again, make it even more fragmented than before and then put it back together... To be honest To be able to do this kind of thing, it’s better to use resurrection to save trouble.”

Dr. Qian looked at the somewhat dazed old man and sighed again: "Because of the broken spine, your son is completely paralyzed from the neck down and completely loses consciousness, even the ability to reproduce..."

Dr. Qian shook his head and did not continue. He patted the old dean on the shoulder: "I will send people from the guild to take care of it. At least there is nothing to worry about in terms of life, and..."

Li Zheng didn't listen to a word of what was said later.

Paralysis, this is the punishment given by Fengxian. Killing people is just a one-shot deal, but Fengxian thinks that he is still an outstanding young man living under the party flag in his youth, and he is quite resistant to killing people. Can killing someone make the other party repent?

With a hammer down, everyone will go to the west, where will there be time to repent?

So Fengxian didn't kill him.

Retaining a clear consciousness, but living in hell.

In this way, he would have enough time to repent for what happened today. Of course, incompetence and fury are not unacceptable.

After a while, only the father and son of the Li family were left in the room.

"Father... Am I useless?" In fact, Li Hao woke up long ago, but this excessively cruel reality made him think he was in a dream.

Thinking of him as a young man, the son of a majestic earl still has a lot of time to squander in the future, but because of one incident, he can only lie in bed forever for the rest of his life.

"Father, I'm not reconciled...I'm not reconciled! I hate...I hate it so much! Ahhhhh!" Li Hao, who was half-paralyzed, roared weakly. Now he can't even turn his head. There was nothing he could do but express his anger and sorrow to the ceiling.

"No, I will definitely find a way to cure you! Definitely!" Li Zheng felt sad in his heart. He didn't know Li Hao's inner misery, but at the age of 20, he was forced to be a living dead on the bed.

It's too cruel, it's more uncomfortable than killing him. A person is dead, but he has to suffer when he is alive.

"No, my father will definitely cure you! I will!" Li Zheng clenched his fists, and then walked to the study alone, with a gloomy expression.

He hesitated for a long time in front of one of the bookshelves, and finally took a thick classic from the bookshelf.

Gently stroking the cover of the classic book, Li Zheng murmured to himself: "I, Li Zheng, am worthy of the empire and the people, but I am sorry for my son. His dude is also my failure in education. I am not worthy of being a teacher." Naturally, he is not worthy of being a father, so it doesn't matter what kind of noble title."

Li Zheng slowly opened the cover of the book. This is the secret he was going to bring into the soil.

"Things are unpredictable."

There is only one token inside the hollowed out tome, a black communication token, and a key to throw into darkness and lead to hell. .

Li Zheng and his son disappeared. .

This was a major event that happened after Fengxian left Blackwood City, and even made headlines for a while. After all, Li Zheng is an authoritative expert in making poke balls. His alchemy is comparable to a master. He is the treasure of the empire. His disappearance even It alarmed the upper echelons of the empire, and even reached the ears of Lord Longyao himself.

As for what happened later, and how the empire acted, Fengxian basically didn't pay attention.

For three days in a row, Fengxian and his team went around the fruit forest with the intention of playing. If time did not allow Fengxian, he would also like to go deeper into the fruit forest. They flew towards the imperial capital.

Along the way, there are many returning travelers flying together. There are talkative nobles in bright clothes and smiling faces, and there are commoners with evil faces who refuse to be seen thousands of miles away. They pass each other without too much trouble. Words, just a look can understand what the other person is thinking.

Their identities may be different, but this has no effect on the battle. An air battle that only trainers are qualified to participate in is launched under this lively blue sky.

Whether it's underground, in the sea or in the sky, you can always find an opponent you can fight with. This is the charm of the elf battle, which makes people unconsciously go deep into it.

The triumphant faces of the winners and the unwilling roars of the losers are the most common adjustments in life. Talkative nobles and taciturn civilians are existences that cannot be fought together, but they get along well after the battle and learn from each other. Just to go one step further on this thorny road.

The imperial capital - the ancient city of Longyuan, the imperial city of Longyao is difficult to see its prosperity even in the air. The magnificent ancient capital is surrounded by mountains and rivers. At first glance, it seems to be a fairyland, with towering towers, antique bustling streets, and endless rivers. , the lush farmland, if you continue to look out, all you can see is the black line connected with the clear water and blue sky.

A single city is worth a country!

This is the imperial capital.

The starting point of countless people's dreams.

Chapter 530

"After flying for so long, I finally came back."

"Yeah... But it's here. After flying for so many days, the dragon is not tired. I'm almost exhausted. Let's go to the city quickly."

In the vast clear sky, with the unforgettable scorching heat, Fengxian and his party are soaring in the sky and are gradually approaching Longyao's imperial capital.

Apart from an extra husky, the group of students who were traveling with Feng Xian were anxious to return to the imperial capital to take the final exam.

In this world where trainers are gradually becoming the mainstream, people of this generation are struggling with how to train the seedlings of the next era. Taming the elves to open up the wilderness is not just a mission of a single country, but a common study of all mankind. and developmental issues.

Human life is short, but knowledge can be passed on from generation to generation through inheritance, and schools, as the key link between the past and the future, are also the top priority.

Not to mention other things, the entire alliance is a huge school, but if the alliance is to be compared to a public school, then the Royal Academy opened in the name of the empire is an out-and-out private academy.

As one of the three great empires, Long Yao explained the word luxury to the fullest. In Fengxian's heart, no matter how good the school is, how good can it be?

Counting you building ten teaching buildings, enclosing a school district room, plus a large playground for battles, for Fengxian whose architecture foundation relies on interstellar comprehension, this seems to be the most luxurious school in his mind.

But reality gave him a slap in the face.

"Then what, let me interject, this is not Longyao's imperial capital." A young man wearing Longyao's school uniform was a little embarrassed and flew to Fengxian with Bi Diao under his seat, "This is the place next to the Royal Academy." The one next to it is the real ancient capital of the imperial city."