I wore it after killing the God of Light

Li Mingguang got goosebumps all over his body, and teleported directly outside the city.

Running is not his style, he is waiting for Mote to catch up, and then...kill him.

Although it is clear that Mo Te just projected his consciousness onto the elf, and the elf itself is innocent, Li Mingguang still plans to act first.

He couldn't give Mete the chance to record the coordinates of this plane.

There are tens of thousands of planes in the world, even if it is a god, it will take time to confirm which plane you are in when it suddenly descends.

There are so many small planes, even if the news leaked out and the enemies checked here, he would have been able to leave long ago.

As for why he shot when he was not in the city.

...There are still many ordinary people over there.

Li Mingguang didn't consider the situation that Mo Te would not catch up at all, otherwise Mo Te wouldn't need to descend in the form of divine thoughts.

It's just that he really doesn't remember what kind of feud he has with Mote, which can make Mote imprint a spiritual brand on even the subordinates of the small plane, and it will be triggered when he sees his mage symbol.

The god of death didn't bother him to this extent.

After dispelling the sheep transformation technique and chasing him out of the city along the breath, what Mote saw was the cold-eyed, murderous young mage.

Most of the elves are beautiful and extremely beautiful, but Li Mingguang is not in his eyes.

Whether it was the previous Li Mingguang or the current Li Mingguang who appeared in the image of a teenager, they all looked slender and weak.

Such an existence needs to be cared for like those roses in his kingdom of God.

Before seeing it with his own eyes, Mo Te didn't believe that Li Mingguang could have such energy and fighting power, and he was shocked on the spot.

As the main god of the elves, Mete loves the concept of "beauty" more than any elves.

As long as the other party is willing to stay in his own kingdom of God, Mote can protect him forever.

It is also based on this kind of selfishness to leave spiritual imprints on the side of all the gods who have closed eyes.

However, roses have thorns, and the human mage named Frostfire completely ignored his overtures and hospitality.

The flowers that are not easy to pick and can only be seen from a distance are far more fascinating than the fruits that can be touched easily.

Mote didn't understand that Li Mingguang would have such great hostility towards him, but he thought it was a good opportunity now.

——The Divine Kingdom of Destiny is tightly closed, and all the gods who are familiar with the name Frostfire think that he is really dead this time, but his soul has not been harvested by the God of Death, and is hidden somewhere by himself.

Who would have thought that this was just a scheme by the golden cicada to get out of its shell?

"I have no malice." Before Li Mingguang could do anything, Mo Te explained, "Don't worry, I will not tell even any god about your presence here, nor will I write down the coordinates of this plane."

God has selfish desires, otherwise there would not be so many wars waged for belief.

Mo Te was stupid to leak the news.

Isn't monopoly bad?

Li Mingguang was alert, and subconsciously asked: "... What conditions do you have?"

He didn't plan to threaten him with conditions, but just wanted to win a wave of goodwill, Leshen: "..."

Li Mingguang didn't give him a chance to defend himself. Silence is a guilty conscience.

Mete probably wanted to threaten him with this.

After the snap of the fingers, black prairie flames directly surrounded the two of them.

"This little flame won't cause any actual damage to you." Li Mingguang tried to make his tone sound like he was negotiating conditions, "But this elf may not be your favored one."

"When I was in the tavern just now, I could shoot without giving you any chance to react, Mote."

Even so, Li Mingguang would never do such a thing.

The tavern is too flimsy, if you really do something there, maybe all the people in the room will be dead before the elves are burned to death.

Even though he has always claimed to be chaotic and evil, Li Mingguang's true attribute is still lawful.Unless it is absolutely necessary, he will never involve irrelevant personnel.

In Li Mingguang's original plane, his true attributes were a tacit secret among mages.

The speaker, who looks extremely ferocious and has the eyes of countless apprentices who have died, is actually an academic mage who is more rigid and disciplined than anyone else.

Guard our best Speaker!

But Mote couldn't help thinking he was right.

The main god of the elf lineage nodded, and said seriously: "Indeed, but you only used the simplest low-level spell at that time."

Judging from this action, Mo Te felt that Li Mingguang might have a little affection for him.

Then Li Mingguang ruthlessly broke his illusion.

"You should thank you for your position. I won't embarrass the neutral gods." The mage didn't move his eyebrows, with a look of grasping the overall situation. Let you go."

Li Mingguang has learned a lot during the years of fleeing.

Among them, the most important one is not to be unconfident at any time.

For there are far more enemies of prudence than of recklessness.Only by staying the same and responding to all changes can we stand the test.

Mote thought for a while. During the whole process, Li Mingguang kept monitoring the other party mentally to prevent him from sending the coordinates.

His strength is inferior to others, so he dare not be careless.If it were the past, he would have directly blocked the space, why would he listen to the gods to negotiate terms?

"I haven't gotten to know Notel yet." Mete sighed softly, "As the price of keeping my secret, stay with me in this city-state for a few days."

Li Mingguang originally planned to stay here temporarily, and the price was simply insignificant.

He agreed very simply: "Okay."

A surprise appeared on the elf's face, and a different brilliance bloomed in the green eyes.

He put his left hand on his chest, bowed deeply to Li Mingguang, and then stretched out his hand—in elf etiquette, this gesture represented an extremely solemn invitation.

"Then please invite His Majesty Frostfire to accompany me to dinner."

Li Mingguang patted that hand away and emphasized: "You haven't made an oath yet, I can't trust you."

The attitude was too cold, and Mo Te was very hurt.But in order to walk with Li Mingguang, he still honestly swore by his name and made a contract with the mage.

After making the contract, He issued another invitation, but Li Mingguang still refused.

"Candra, and the name."

Too defensive.

The elf could only smile wryly, "If I were really malicious, I wouldn't write poems to praise you, Your Majesty."

Li Mingguang didn't believe Mo Te's nonsense.

He chuckled.

"Compared to Mete, the elves prefer to call their gods by the name Chandra. And the gods often respond to them. He shelters the elves and gives them appearance, singing voice and vigorous hands. He also bestows the spirit of life. tree, the water of life makes the elf's countenance evergreen."

Mo Te didn't understand why Li Mingguang's tone was suddenly so official, and looked at him suspiciously.

The elf's face looked hazy in the twilight, extremely gentle and innocent.

Li Mingguang ignored it, but continued: "If there is a god who uses two hundred complete big planes to trade with Chandra and ask Chandra to tell the whereabouts of the mage Frostfire, will Chandra agree? "

Mote shook his head, trying to show his loyalty, "How? You are priceless."

Li Mingguang's smile was even colder, and he chanted a long spell directly, and threw several balls of sky fire at the place where Leshen was standing.

Mote almost didn't have time to hide, and dared to cut off the small half of his sleeve that was stained by the fire before the spell took effect.The flames will add paralysis and burns, which will burden his current body.

"What if the light camp uses a thousand planes, and the dark camp also exchanges a thousand planes with Chandra?"

"...You can go to my kingdom of God, and I will protect you, and I can share all those planes with you."

The temptation of two thousand planes was a little too strong, and Mete was shamefully shaken.

But the desire to survive made him tactful.

Li Mingguang had been mentally prepared for a long time, so he was not surprised at all.

He had already seen through these gods.

"I don't want to take a shot at a neutral god, swear."

Mote had to swear again with another godhead.

With the double insurance, Li Mingguang felt a little relieved, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was Mo Te who met this time, so it was not difficult to fool him.

If it were the Death God, in his current state, he would probably have been imprisoned in the Kingdom of Death.

Strength is still important.

He had to find a way to use Mote to get more water of life.

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