[An Lei] Die in Love

An Mixiu, who has adapted to fighting with the psychic Ningjing Liuyan, is even more like playing.

As a result, both sides of the mercenary regiment, whether they were preparing to support or attacking, were all stunned.

Is this really a person's fighting power?

They can't believe it.

But after a while, it was An Mixiu, not Yuri who spoke first among the crowd watching those guys go away.He said in a tone that was almost sighing: "Don't look at it, it's easy to get sick when you are outside at such an age."

An old man tremblingly walked out from behind a tree. Leaning on crutches, his lips trembled, his cloudy eyes stared fixedly at An Mixiu, and then he raised his hand to rub his eyes with a trembling tone, his lips opened and closed. He seemed to be dazed and muttered repeatedly: "Great, great...I see you again..."

An Mixiu was stunned, the proprietress and the owner of the inn not far away were stunned, and the only remaining mercenary group was stunned. An Mixiu blinked and pointed at himself in confusion: "...ah ?”

"That is to say, you... are only 19 years old this year?" The old man opened his cloudy eyes slightly, and his hoarse voice revealed a little seriousness: "I'm sorry to take the liberty--in my opinion, even if you and His Royal Highness the Knight of Eternal Life You are not the same person, there is an inevitable connection between you, and there must be a connection—otherwise, the two swords of that adult would not be able to just recognize you as the master so casually."

The firewood in the stove in the hut was crackling, and An Mixiu's aurora-colored eyes were hidden under his brown hair, but in the end he still sighed and smiled and said, "I understand that, we must be in touch. "Isn't Leishi just...

"You may have misunderstood a little." The old man shook his head and smiled. He looked at his great-granddaughter who was still busy not far away from time to time with surprised and puzzled eyes and continued: "The connection I said refers to the soul, not The material may be related to someone.” He turned his head and met Shang An Mixiu’s surprised eyes: “I never expected that in my lifetime, I could also see the face of the Immortal Knight in front of me with such an immature and somewhat confused expression ..."

"Actually, it's good not to remember sometimes, so the loneliness and the pain that no one remembers in the long years are forgotten, as if nothing happened--I stayed here to tell him that there is still life here. There is someone who remembers him, he won’t be too lonely, but it seems that he doesn’t need it now.” The old man coughed lightly, took the blanket that An Mixiu handed over his body, and covered his body with a pair of cloudy gray-black eyes He showed a gentle smile: "Thank you anyway, really, at least I can still see the sword of the Immortal Knight and his eternal face before I die."

Bian Mixiu wanted to deal with the enemy lightly and calmly, but Lei Shi fought fiercely.

He casually exposed the wounds all over his body, some of which could kill him at any time if not dealt with - but Lei Shi didn't care.

Anyway, it must not die again.As he thought about it, he quietly watched the originally peaceful grove being broken into by a group of uninvited guests, and without waiting for him to say anything, he rushed over with a sword and a bunch of unknown scrolls ——But this also saves a lot of trouble, anyway, Lei Shi doesn't want this group of guys to waste their time.

He looked at the pile of magic scrolls and the wizard who cast the spell rarely blinked excitedly - it's a pity that the brat is not here, and he couldn't even see someone willing to set off a few fireworks here.

But Leishi is not interested in fireworks, he just expresses a simple exclamation, and then he very calmly picks up his hammer-like staff and rushes up—his staff is the same as Camille's staff many years ago. When Perry and Palos were still around, everyone designed it together. At that time, they thought that Thunder Lion didn't like long-range attacks anyway, so they simply made it capable of melee combat and long-distance bombing.

Leishi is still very satisfied with this. The small town not far away watched the thunder and lightning falling in the woods all day long and couldn't help but knelt down on the ground and prayed to the gods, hoping to calm down as soon as possible. Resident demons can be cleared out earlier by church people.

Oh, church.The corner of Leishi's mouth curled up coldly, and he looked at the corpses all over the ground with disdain—isn't it just a bunch of garbage now, but it's just relying on bunches of garbage to maintain the magnificent garbage concentration camp?

I don't know how many inhumane things I have done in secret - compared with this group of people, I can be regarded as gentle.

Lei Shi curled his lips and didn't care about the wounds on his body and didn't know that it was the guy's blood, so he stepped on the corpses on the ground and returned to the clean and tidy hut on the ground, changed his clothes and wiped his body clean - you must clean up before you come back. , otherwise it will be long-winded again.

It's a pity, the wine I just bought was broken during the battle.He looked at the few pieces of glass wreckage soaked in the corpse and the pool of blood that could not be distinguished from the prototype and sighed with distress——I can only buy it next time, because I can’t drink wine today...

An Mixiu looked at the tall snow-capped mountains in front of him and was a little speechless—you told me where the dragon is...how can I find it if I don't even know the location?

But he squinted his eyes looking at the rare sunny weather today—forget it, let’s find the rare good weather slowly, Lei Shi should not be in a hurry to let me go back...

But in fact, he quickly found where the dragon was - but it didn't seem to be suitable for negotiation - the dragon was under siege, and he didn't know how to run after being taught a lesson by him last night. Where did the guys besiege.

Didn't you say that you won't bother it if you lose?Don't these people know what integrity is?Thinking of this, An Mixiu frowned, picked up the two swords in his hands, and without hesitation, the two sword lights went over.

The dragon paused when it was about to fight back, and stared at the young man who fell from a height with a pair of cloudy bright yellow glasses in surprise, and it quietly listened to him speak in a voice that made it very nostalgic: "Didn't you say yesterday? Okay, leave? Why are you doing these villainous things again now?"

"What do I like to do, it's none of your business?!" The leader seemed to have no need to worry about anything at all, his small eyes were full of viciousness: "Our church wants to get this snow mountain and get elves! Do you know they can sell for a lot of money?! Do you know how much wealth this is?!"

"Just because of this extraneous thing, you actually want to attack those who are born in nature and are the darlings of nature?" An Mixiu frowned, and looked at them with complete indifference and contempt: "I am standing here today. Here, I don't think you can cross this mountain range and approach them!"

"They shouldn't belong to anyone! They were born in nature, so they should live freely in nature and live in peace with the world! They should not be sold everywhere as commodities to be played and insulted by others!"

Long's muddy eyes flickered with clear luster for a moment, and the light in An Mixiu's eyes slowly became a little obscure again as he looked at An Mixiu, who was facing away from him.

It felt a little nostalgic, but also inexplicably sad—An Mixiu was no longer the immortal knight, nor was it the immortal knight who was misunderstood by it as an evil person because of the curse on his body and forced to fight directly.

It seems to be able to see the light gray wings stretched out behind him reflecting a faint golden light in the sun, that indifferent sacred breath gently revealed through the body from the depths of the soul, not rich, but clean energy Purify the mind—but no one can detect it except for ancient creatures like dragons, such as the group of people who are still arguing with An Mixiu and claim to be from the church.

The dragon roared angrily, grabbed An Mixiu who was frowning and wanted to say something with one paw, and sprayed out a mouthful of dragon's breath - as if it couldn't understand human words?

The dragon is not only the guardian of the entrance of the Fairy Forest, but also the guardian of this snow mountain. Before An Mixiu came for the first time, he could often hear the movement of people coming and going, and also observed their behavior. Knowing what they mean with a few words, after An Mixiu arrived, in order to facilitate communication, it even pestered An Mixiu to let him teach the Dragonman dialect.

How can it not be angry?This is the place he guards, but these guys are blatantly discussing selling off the elves he guards, of course it is angry.

An Mixiu was shocked - he knew that the dragon was very powerful, and he also knew that the dragon would be angry, but he did not expect that the dragon would protect him first when he was angry.

He stared dumbfounded at the dragon in front of him when he couldn't help arguing with him any longer, when the dragon quickly grabbed him in his hand, and when he raised his head again, there was a deafening roar. Under the exhalation, the thick snow blasted into the distance and turned into powder, and finally everything subsided slowly, and there was no trace of anyone coming here except for the gully exposed on the ground.

Satisfied, the dragon flapped An Mixiu's wings and put An Mixiu back on the ground, then carefully knelt down to observe this old friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time. Overall, there hasn't been much change.

It stared at An Mixiu's shining eyes like flowing gold, and let out a low growl: "Oh?"

Are you going to enter the elf forest?

An Mixiu didn't want to know why he suddenly understood the meaning of this dragon.