[An Lei] Die in Love

Looking at him, he seemed a little helpless: "On top!"

An Mixiu raised his head cooperatively, and saw a young man with green hair sitting on a banyan tree branch, his delicate face was full of surprises.The young man met his gaze, bent his gray eyes and said with a smile, "Brother An, are you here? I've been waiting for you for a long time this time!"

"That...the Immortal Knight is already dead?" An Mixiu looked at the young man's eyes gradually becoming a little shocked, feeling a little helpless in his heart—it wasn't that he was being regarded as the Immortal Knight anyway. The only thing An Mixiu is lucky about now is that when Lei Shi met the Immortal Knight, his face was already an adult, and he was still a child when he picked him up.

Lei Shi didn't completely regard him as a long-lived knight, and that was enough.

The young man jumped down from the tree, looked up and down An Mixiu full of doubts, and finally he was very convinced and said confidently: "Impossible! Even if the race is a little wrong, but your soul is indeed the same Brother An is the same! I can't admit my mistake!"

"Then I'm really not anymore." An Mixiu frowned, and still said in a good voice: "Or, I am completely different from what I was back then—firstly, my memory is not complete, and secondly, it has been so long Isn't it?"

"...Alright then." The young man also frowned, reluctantly accepting the statement, his blue-gray eyes seemed a little disappointed: "Then, do you remember me? I'm Long."

"Sorry, I don't remember." He sighed, raised his hand to rub his hair and said apologetically, his aurora-colored eyes shone helplessly, but An Mixiu was serious about the boy named Long in front of him, what impression did he have? All gone.

The longevity knight's life is too long, maybe even longer than many of the oldest creatures. No one knows when he was cursed with longevity, so he has a lot of memories as a matter of course ——Even An Mixiu, an angel known for his spirit, sometimes wakes up from a dream with a headache for a while before he can slowly straighten out those somewhat ancient stories that happened from the first perspective.

But I don’t know why, what An Mixiu sees in his dreams is always the most profound memory first, and then gradually become gentle and very ordinary things—sometimes he can even remember the immortal knight in his dream clearly In a street passing by, a mercenary was complaining to his companions that the drinks in the lunch tavern were really hard to drink.

He looked at the young man in front of him who nodded in understanding and couldn't help but comfort him: "It's okay, at least it means that meeting you is not a painful and intense thing for him, isn't it?"

Long nodded, looking at An Mixiu with blue-gray eyes and couldn't help but bend - Brother An is indeed the same Brother An, and the way of comforting others is very similar.

"But then again, have you always been so repulsive to outsiders?" An Mixiu frowned, looking at the well-behaved and quiet dwarves in front of him with some confusion: "Could it be the same as the elves?"

"Did you just come from the elves?" The dwarf asked in surprise—they knew very well those proud races who claimed to be the people of the God of Nature: "Are they also churched?"

Sure enough... An Mixiu couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, and made up his mind to find out the matter quickly, so that they could restrain themselves a little bit - besides, they actually went to Leishi with such a large area this time, so what about next time?There will only be more people, right?

To be honest, An Mixiu is actually not worried about Lei Shi at all. After all, Lei Shi is already so strong, and there is a curse on him that can be said to be impossible to die if he wants to die-but even so, if Lei Shi cannot die due to serious injuries It would be even more sad if he was caught by the people of the church if he moved.

So he sighed, and said in a rather heavy tone: "Yes, the elves also lost a lot of people because of some small mistakes. Since it is the same with you, it is estimated that other races are more or less kind of..."

"Could it be possible that the church will take another large-scale action this time?" Long frowned and couldn't help interrupting An Mixiu, "The last time I was grabbing the name of the Immortal Knight, and now I'm grabbing some kind of God of Light The edict has come."

"Oracle?" An Mixiu was taken aback, his aurora-colored eyes seemed a little confused, and he frowned to himself and muttered in a low voice: "Orders and prophecies from the gods..."

"It seems to be this." The bearded elder dwarf sighed, his hand trembling slightly while leaning on the wooden staff.He raised a hand and rubbed his eyes hidden under two thick white eyebrows, and said in a hoarse voice that his child was also on the death list of the dwarves.

An Mixiu couldn't help sighing—it's been too long, and the church can bear it, and the surface has done a good job, so that the hatred value of many races towards the church has gradually faded or even forgotten. .

Ordinary people's worship of the church has reached the level of a god-like vigilance—as Lei Shi said, An Mixiu has no doubts that as soon as he is discovered by ordinary people, the first thing he will do is to be taken to the church , and then the church will confuse him with rhetoric, and the end will definitely not be so good.

But how lucky he is, to be picked up by his master who is a witch, grow up slowly under her careful protection and strong neglect spell, and then meet Leishi again-is there anything luckier than this?

"Is there a way to contact people from other ethnic groups?"

Long watched An Mixiu raised his head, with a gentle smile on his handsome face, no different from that of the Immortal Knight back then, so he replied without hesitation: "We can, but they are all very old. , some are even hard to reply to—what are you going to do?"

"Such a big incident in the church is definitely going to happen." An Mixiu still smiled, his voice was flat and gentle, but his aurora-colored eyes revealed a serious edge: "Whether it is a good thing or a bad thing, the first thing that causes all Such a large casualty of the race is absolutely not allowed--Secondly, they encourage ordinary people to participate in wars that should not have happened, whether it is human elves or you dwarves, etc. should not just die in lies-I plan to go to Check properly."

Long Xiao's eyes were bent: "So do you want to help?"

An Mixiu also smiled: "Of course, I will trouble you."

After spending a few days in the big banyan forest where the dwarves were hiding, An Mixiu packed up his luggage and prepared to visit the neighboring orc crowd.

He rubbed his hair while looking at the map in his hand that showed the domains of the various tribes of the orcs, and sighed helplessly—this time, he should not be able to return to that small forest for a long, long time, and he hoped that Leishi would not feel lonely.Then he made himself laugh, Leishi will not let himself be bored, he is a free person, he can do whatever he wants, he will not let himself be lonely for a long time.

He's always been that way.

He turned over the map and looked at the red dots indicated by Long, thinking that this trip was dangerous—not to mention that he was doing revolutionary things, so he had to be more careful.

When An Mixiu was preparing to call a revolution, Lei Shi was also busy.

He looked at the team of thousands of people in front of him and rubbed his eyebrows wrinkled because of irritability: "I said, why don't you have a long memory? Do you really want to die or really don't want to live?" Life is so short and enjoying it is so difficult for you?" He suddenly looked at the opposite army wearing pure white armor with golden holy patterns and smiled indifferently: "Wearing so white is to prove that What? Prove that your gods are still holy? Prove your own innocence?"

Lei Shi grinned unscrupulously, his white canine teeth glistening in the sunlight.He looked at the terrified face of the bishop who was hiding in the center and protected by so-called templars wearing armor around him, but still trembling, and wearing a white robe with light gold texture, he became more and more happy: "Relax, I still have nothing to do. Didn't do it?"

Hearing this, the guy's face turned pale with fright, and cold sweat dripped down, but he still maintained a tough paper tiger look, and issued an attack order with a trembling tone.

Lei Shi looked at the actions of those people and frowned a little bored - a few days ago, he had a little fun coordinating with dodging left and right for a while, but now he is really not in the mood.The blue-purple lightning in his palm flickered for a while, and Thor's Hammer appeared in his hand, and a lightning strike fell effortlessly. The blue-purple light fell from the clear sky and the blue sky with a few white clouds without warning. The blinding light caused everyone to temporarily close their eyes.Lei Shi also didn't want to look at the body that was once named "Master Bishop" that was directly hit by his own lightning, so he just jumped lightly on the hard helmets of some soldiers, jumped out of the crowd and disappeared into this wilderness.

He didn't bother to care about what would happen to those righteous people after losing the bishop. Lei Shi looked at the white branch church with a faint roof and raised the corners of his mouth happily - anyway, you don't want to live so much, then I Just give you a hand?

"Bah!" He spit out the dry food he was chewing, thinking rather disgustingly—this thing is not as good as the slightly burnt and salty vegetables when An Mixiu tried cooking for the first time.

So where is the little boy now?gone back already?Lei Shi didn't want to worry about it anymore, he threw it out anyway, and didn't bother to pick it up.

TBC.

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