Xiuye's domineering side leak

When Fiaran saw the mithril dagger for the first time, his eyes were glued to it, unable to take another step.

To be honest, I have dealt with countless gold, silver and jade, no matter how exquisite and beautiful the appearance of this dagger, no matter how precious and unparalleled the materials used, it will not make Fiaran feel such a feeling of almost love at first sight.

A large part of the reason why he is so obsessed with this dagger is because this dagger reminds him of a person.

The silver thread, which is as thin as hair and shimmering with mysterious brilliance, is exactly like the long hair of Teacher Ans's head that is the same color as the moon, and the emerald green gemstones dotted on it are exactly the same as the teacher's pair of emerald eyes.

The figure sleeping in the black velvet box exudes a quiet and calm light, and the green gem that symbolizes life also brings a stable and indifferent atmosphere.

At the first glance, Fei Yaran couldn't help feeling fond of it, and wished he could hold this dagger in his hand immediately and keep it for himself.

Fortunately, the great teacher Ans heard his call from the heart, and gave him the dagger so generously.

Touching the slender silver sheath of the dagger happily, it feels as warm and cool as the pool water that has been exposed to the sun in summer. Not only does it not have any cold feeling of metal, but it exudes a touch of warmth.

Holding the tip of the silver dagger with his small hand, Fieran pulled it out lightly, and a slender silver dagger that was completely incompatible with the shell, shining coldly, and breathing cold air, appeared in front of his eyes.

Pull out a piece of hair, hang it on the top of the dagger, let it fall lightly and freely, in the blink of an eye, accompanied by an extremely small "噗" sound, the hair splits in two instantly, and is chopped off by the dagger.

The bottom of my heart couldn't help whistling, Fei Yaran finally saw what "blowing hair and breaking hair" is today!Can't help but love this dagger even more.

Finger rubbing against the emerald gem on the outer sheath a few times, Fiaran thanked the Elf King with a smile, but the temperature on her little face couldn't help but rise steadily.

Speaking of the appearance of this dagger, it really looks like Mr. Ans!

With such thoughts in his heart, when he touched the dagger again, Fiaran felt so shameful for no reason that he didn't dare to look at Teacher An Si.

The elf king obviously didn't know what was going on in the elf's brain, but the elf could dispose of the ark gems at will, but he couldn't put it down so much for an equally gorgeous dagger, which really made him feel a little strange .

"It's not something precious." Seeing the little elf's expression of joy when he found the treasure, the Elf King reminded him.

"But I like it!" Holding the dagger, he couldn't help rubbing it on his face again, Fiaran emphasized seriously.

It's rare to see the elf insist on something so much, the elf king doesn't care about it, the left and right are just a dagger, the elf likes it, just let him keep it.

Thinking of this, the Elf King glanced at the elf lightly, threw him back on Big Leaf and Little Green, and continued to take the elf to the arsenal.

Ruuo's real gaze finally shifted away from his body, and Fiaran, who was inexplicably guilty, heaved a sigh of relief.

His fingers rubbed against the dagger unconsciously again, and when he came back to his senses and realized what he had done, Fiaran finally blushed, hung the dagger by his waist, and patted Little Green to continue following the Elf King.

Because I already got the bow x 1, the quiver x 1, and the gorgeous dagger of the same style as the Elf King x 1, seeing that the little green car could hardly fit other things, Fieran restrained himself a little, and saw the other For weapons, if you encounter someone who is closed-eyed, you will touch them a few more times at most, and you have no intention of taking them for yourself.

At the beginning, Fiaran was a little worried, wondering if the Elven King would think that he prefers daggers after he picked up the dagger, and ended his trip to the arsenal directly.

Fortunately, the Elven King didn't seem to have such an idea. Instead, he took him all the way to the depths of the armory as if he was taking him on a tour.

The further you go in, the fewer weapon racks are on the wall or on display.

After a few days of familiarization, Fiaran is already familiar with the elements.

Sensitively aware that the elements in the air are far less free and active than before, but seem to be suppressed, and gradually solidify and thicken as if drained. , giving birth to a bit of curiosity.

After crossing a huge arch, a lava-like fiery breath rushed towards his face suddenly.

Fiaran, who was not prepared at all, was immediately thrown backwards by the substantial air wave, and only had time to let out a weak scream, like a little turtle, being thrown upside down.

Fortunately, the Elf King had quick eyes and quick hands. After sensing the situation on the elf's side, he quickly stretched out two fingers and grabbed the elf by the collar, saving the elf from the tragic fate of throwing himself on the ground.

The frightened little elf turned into an octopus reflexively the moment his body stopped falling, and his whole body was tightly grasped on the arm of the elf king. His big dark red eyes were filled with the joy of being alive after a catastrophe and the confusion of not knowing what happened.

Seeing the elf wrapping its entire body around his arms like a sloth, a smile flashed in the Elf King's eyes.

The big leaf and little green, after dragging the elf into here before, became sluggish, and the moment the elf was overturned, the little green seemed to lose its vitality, and quickly shrank into a pocket-sized green leaf the size of a fingernail. Crouching next to the elf's ear and playing dead.

Seeing this, the Elf King could only hold the elf in his arms again, and patted the back of the elf who was still holding his arm tightly.

After being held in the arms of the Elf King for a while, Fiaran, who gradually came back to his senses, smelled the increasingly familiar calming breath in his nose, and his heartbeat gradually stabilized.

The brain started to work again, after thinking about what he had done just now, Fiaran's little face turned red at first, but then turned dark again.

He is not a real child, he is already an adult inside, these days, in order to hug his thighs, although he often acts cute with this young face, but he is like a mirror in his heart, very clear that he is not his real self.

But just now!He turned out!Really like a little panicked baby!Treat the Elf King as the only one you can rely on! !

Still feel at ease!Peace of mind for your sister! !

In the past, standing in front of countless flashing lights at the press conference of the International Jewelry Show, even if the stage collapsed, the aura that could be calm and composed, was it eaten by dogs (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻!!

Angry and angry, he rubbed against the Elf King's arms for a few times, until he nearly wiped off the Elf King's collar and was slapped by the Elf King, Fiaran finally raised his red face and turned his head to face the elf king. In the stone room, look at the thing that is constantly emitting light and heat.

Speaking of which, isn't that the culprit? ——

It was a silver spear nearly three meters long, with a dazzling red light all over its body. Countless mysterious runes were engraved on the body of the thick gun. Under every gully, there seemed to be magma flowing from under it. However, the tip of the gun was jet black as if it had been poisoned.Between the gun body and the gun head, a fiery red cat's-eye gem the size of a pigeon egg is firmly embedded at the end of the gun body, flowing in waves in the rich fire element that has been saturated to the point of igniting the air.

Subconsciously leaning into the Elf King's arms, Fei Yaran took a deep breath.

In all fairness, this long spear is definitely the most gorgeous among the many weapons he has seen today. Just this powerful aura that cannot be described with "I am very expensive" has surpassed other weapons by several The street, but he didn't have the slightest idea of ​​wanting to get closer to observe, but felt suffocated.

In the past, Fei Yaran always thought that the so-called "murderous aura" in the novel was all nonsense, but after seeing this spear, he realized that the moment he entered the door, the aura that made his hair stand on end, What the hell is it!

Speaking of which, why did such a spear full of evil and bloody aura appear in the arsenal of the elves? !

What about the elves who said they love peace? !

He dared to swear by his integrity, this terrifying aura that was almost suffocating was definitely a murderous aura that could only be condensed after being stained with countless blood!

Or, is this actually a ghost thing that was confiscated from the demons in the war thousands of years ago? !

He can ask the Elf King to help pack it back to the Demon Realm!Free shipping, dear!

The bottom of my heart was already in a mess, clutching the cloth on the Elven King's chest tightly, Fiaran's voice was trembling, "...Mr. Ans, what the hell is this?!"

As soon as the words fell, a burst of flames suddenly shot out from the spear, several meters high, burning the air around it into bright red.

Fiaran reflexively retreated into the Elf King's arms again. Before he could figure out what happened to the spear, a hot and pleasant voice with pride and nostalgia came from the direction of the spear, "This is nothing Ghost! Its name is 'Eye of Crimson'."

Hearing this, Fei Yaran widened his eyes and looked at the spear.

I saw that the top of the spear, which was empty before, was now occupied by a transparent light red figure.

Hong Ying only said one sentence, and stopped looking at Fiaran.

Standing on top of the burning spear, the red figure with a straight and tall body suddenly knelt down on one knee, with the palm of his hand on his chest, smoothly drawing out elegant afterimages, and saluted the Elf King with the highest salute of an elf knight , "Long time no see, Wang."

Faced with this sudden red afterimage, the Elf King did not have any surprises in his eyes. On the contrary, just like a thousand years ago, he nodded slightly to the most valiant general of the Elf tribe, and responded softly: "Raphael, it has been a long time! not see."