[Comprehensive British and American] Righteousness without haze

The calls of different voices echoed in the ears repeatedly, lingering like smoke, ethereal and penetrated into the brain with complex structure, and then overflowed and reflected on the retina, the black stag and the elf whose hair was as light as gold figure.

The deer's eyes looked very warm, the kind of gentle and moist pupils, reflecting the face of the analyst with short curly hair, pale and confused.Its fur looks very soft, and one can even imagine the warm and powerful touch of the hand when it is touched. The tail cannot be seen clearly, and the shaking arc cannot be seen from this angle, but the antlers that are close at hand are obvious Following the movement of the hoof, the ground turned sideways in the direction of the elf.

The young man who was not far from the stag was still holding his arm, his whole body seemed to emit a faint and holy light, breaking through a wall from a distant legend, his eyes were as deep as the bottom of a green lake, mysterious And remote.His skin is as smooth as jade, and his ears are different from ordinary people's, which are somewhat pointed and long, but they don't feel sharp at all. Most of his long hair is gathered behind his ears softly, and is scattered on the retro and neat white robe. The abnormality of the ears is made more obvious, and the identity of the non-human is undoubtedly revealed.

The deer and elves, this scene seems to be very harmonious, if it is placed in the woods, it will be more harmonious, but the moving antlers seem to symbolize the ancient and unknown meaning, which completely breaks the scene that created the illusion of tranquility.

The stag acted as if it was about to stand up, its upward front hooves aggressively kicked at the young elf a little ahead, bringing out a slight wind force.The elf's ears moved slightly, and he turned sideways to avoid the attack very quickly. When the deer's hooves fell, the long hair was still a little stuck in the air. From the analyst's perspective, the light brown long-haired boy's gaze instantly It became sharper, and the breath was very sharp.

Like a sharp sword wrapped in a soft cloth, it easily broke through the meaningless protective film, reflecting a biting cold light.

"Are you repenting now?" the long-haired elf said to the black deer, the words that came out of his light-colored lips seemed to be chanting a spell with rhythm, but his face was cold.

The stag who just attacked made an incomprehensible call, as if answering the other party's question, but the elf who heard the call seemed to understand its meaning, hooked the corner of his mouth and snorted in disdain .

The elf didn't have any weapon in his hand when he was grabbing himself, but after suffering this attack, it didn't prevent him from drawing a bow and arrow from his back waist during this gap.The arrow in his right hand quickly hit the light bow made of unknown material, and he released his finger between the eyebrows aiming at the black deer. Compared with the dangerous sharp arrow, the hand holding the bow and arrow seemed to attract more attention, Wen Bai Made of porcelain, the finished product is carefully carved by the Creator. There will be no flaws or omissions in any detail. No matter how you look at it, it is an imprint of beauty. Slow motion replay.

The black stag blinked and tilted its head to avoid the deadly arrow. The soft antlers touched the young man in front of it. The young man who reacted quickly jumped to the left. The antlers hooked away under the impact, fell to the ground and jumped and rolled due to the force, and fell into the fireplace where there was no flame burning.

The elf glanced at the fireplace, did not pick up the fallen bow and arrow, turned back to look at the stag, and raised his fist to hit the retreating deer. The fur that was successfully hit was dented for a moment, and Will could imagine Showing that lean and soft touch, or the collision of bones through flesh and blood, the young man's clear face was expressionless.

The pair of slender and elegant hands that should not have any physical labor loosened and grabbed the soft pure black fur. The white back of the hand contrasted sharply with the impurity-free black, not like a duel, but like an oil painting, but that The supposedly weak hand grabbed the black deer by its fur and pulled it up without missing... But if you think about it being an elf, such strength is considered normal for the UK.

The only regret is that the stag raised its head and raised its antlers. After the front hooves fell back to the ground, they exerted force again, causing the mysterious horns to turn in the direction of the elf. He didn't let go of the buck fur he was holding because of this.

The elf picked up the chair beside him, and the moment the stag bumped into it, it slammed into the opponent's body. The pure black deer flinched and bent its legs as if it was going to fall after receiving such a heavy blow. When it was close to the ground, it hooked the chair on its side with its antlers, turned around and threw the wooden chair towards the boy with light brown long hair.

The young man waved his hand to avoid the flying wooden chair, but when he stabilized his figure, he was thrown to the ground by a surprise attack from behind.

Dead gray skin, dull eyes that look like a few random scribbles on poor-quality beads, old and messy clothes, like a corpse crawling out of the mud after pushing away the coffin.But in fact, it is almost the same. For Will, this familiar figure is a moving corpse. The expression on the face that seemed to be stiff, the words that should not have been uttered by the vocal cords that were no longer functioning and vital, were like a lingering nightmare.

But now, this corpse-like person was pressing on the delicate-looking elf's body, restraining the elf's hands, the contrast was so sharp that it seemed like an insult to this extremely holy and hopeful creature.

The long hair is scattered on the ground, like a strange and mysterious totem. The elf's eyelashes are long and curly, which is very conspicuous on the fair skin. The pupils under the eyelashes are like green lakes. From the analyst's point of view, the bento is really interesting. The sparkling lake.He thought it was the color of water, but it was not, because the eyes were not red, and the eyes were still calm and indifferent, without any extra emotions, and then... when no one knew what happened, the person on the boy seemed to be Turned into a real corpse, motionless, the hands that suppressed the opponent's wrist had no effect, was easily pushed away, and the elf stood up again.

He moved his wrist, the expression on his face was distasteful, he seemed dissatisfied with such a surprise attack, he shook his hand and glanced at the person lying on the ground, when he raised his head again, his forehead touched the black deer's horn, as if caught off guard Like a cursed princess in a fairy tale touching a spindle, she closed her eyes and fell slowly.

Looking at all this, Will walked over quickly as if being bewitched by ghosts, and caught the fallen boy, his eyes were still a little confused, as if he didn't even know what he was doing, looking at the boy in his arms The elf blinked, then looked up at the black stag.

The author has something to say:

Tsk tsk, Will's brain hole has its own filters, and a good fight can be turned into a magical movie. I'm still learning about fighting scenes. I originally wanted to write [-] rounds, but it seems that the time is too late I just posted it directly, some things have not been clarified, the second update will probably be in the early morning, and the little angel can come up tomorrow to watch :)